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That’s what this was about.
Not pleasure—but ownership and control.
Every time his cock eased out and then back in, I was forced to rise up, meeting every one of his thrusts, taking him deeper. Our height difference added to the discomfort of this position. I’d lost the battle of holding back my tears. I could feel them on my cheeks, causing him to become blurry.
“Do you remember now?” he asked, his voice controlled and low.
I wasn’t sure what he was talking about. I think I shook my head no, crying out as he fucked me harder.
The wall was digging into my spine. His grip around my throat combined with a steady flow of tears made it hard to breathe properly.
“No?”
Pain and a growing sense of pleasure, melded with confusion. What did he want me to say? I was struggling to concentrate on anything other than what he was doing to me.
“Come on, Catalina,” he coaxed, purposely pushing himself to the hilt.
I closed my eyes, digging my nails into his wrists and forearm. His lips skimmed across my shut lids until he was at my ear, whispering all the things he’d done to me the night before. It rang clear then what he wanted then, the confession and acknowledgment he sought.
“I’m…yours,” I resigned on a stolen breath.
“Again,” he demanded.
“Yours. I’m yours,” I affirmed, grabbing him tighter as he picked up his pace.
A light sheen of sweat broke out across my brow and the back of my neck. The jingling of the belt buckle followed every rapid thrust. His lips captured mine, a low growl spilling from his mouth as he slowed and pushed himself deeper.
Bringing his cheek to rest atop of my head, we remained like this for a few quiet moments. I could feel his cock pulsing as he came inside me.
My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. I couldn’t seem to swallow properly. Alaric eased himself out of me without a word. I winced at the throbbing ache now renewed between thighs sporting a trail of come. He tucked himself away and readjusted his slacks, not bothering to clean the juices of us from his cock.
Unable to look at him, I dropped my eyes to the third button on his button-down.
“I-I want to take a shower.” I rasped, blinking away an onslaught of fresh tears.
“How about a bath instead?”
His tone forced my attention to move away from his shirt. I looked into his eyes and was at a total loss. It was like he hadn’t just frozen me over with an icy gaze from hell. How could he look at me with such full-blown tenderness after what just happened?
I nodded in place of verbally answering.
“Come.” He placed a kiss on the center of my forehead and stepped away. My dominant hand was captured within his and he led me from the room.
Going back down the hallway, we returned to his room and crossed into his on-suite. It looked a lot like the bathroom attached to the guest room I slept in, only the grandeur had been significantly heightened, more so than in his actual bedroom.
He walked me over to a round, cream-colored ottoman and released my hand.
“Sit,” he gently commanded, pressing my shoulders.
I sank and placed my hands in my lap. Alaric turned away, walking towards the jacuzzi bathtub that was positioned directly in front of a large window. Had the situation been different I would have loved to soak in it and take in the breathtaking view.
What was I supposed to do now? I looked around the room, catching sight of his and her closets along the far adjacent wall. From my vantage point, I was able to see some of the clothes hanging up. Most of it was unfamiliar but I recognized a few things that had been in my suitcase.
“You really plan on keeping me?”
“Why are you making it sound as if there are any other options?”
He reached down and adjusted the knobs on the tub.
The sound of rushing water filled the room. I rubbed at the back of my neck, unsure how to reply. There was a lot I could say but I wasn’t sure it would be worth the potential consequence that may follow.
Alaric straightened and went to a tall cabinet. He opened the upper portion and began pulling out feminine products. I frowned watching him place body wash and fragranced lotions around the wide rim of the tub.
“Are those my sisters?”
He turned to look at me with something akin to a glare. “Your sister and I never shared a room. Why would I have her things in my bathroom? Furthermore, I would never do something that ignorant to you.”
“But what you just did was, okay?” I couldn’t help but ask.
He checked the level of water in the tub and then turned to face me again. “Did I do something that offended you?”
