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Sometime in the middle of the night, I feel rough flesh skate across my arms. My subconscious slowly starts to drift away from my dreams, but it feels like I’m weighed under a heavy fog.
Something rough glides around one wrist, jolting me further into consciousness. When I feel the rough texture tighten around my other wrist, I finally start to slip back into reality. My surroundings rush in, and even in my half-asleep state, I know something is wrong.
My face feels tight, and my body is exposed.
I feel the blanket drift past my breasts, down my stomach, and past my hips. When the cool air settles, tightening my nipples into sharp buds, I jerk awake.
My eyes open wide, and my breath lodges in my throat when I see a dark figure settled between my legs. Immediately, I panic. My heart races and my adrenaline surges.
I go to scream, but something constricts my mouth. My eyes round when I realize my mouth is taped shut.
Several realizations hit all at once. My arms are above me, tied to the headboard with thick ropes. I tug against the binds, desperately trying to slide my wrists out of the loops to no avail.
I struggle hard, but my body can only move so much. Thick thighs trap me into a firm hold as my stalker props himself above me, his face concealed by the shadows.
I continue to fight against the rope but only succeed in rubbing my skin raw.
“What did I tell you, little mouse?” he asks, his deep voice barely above a whisper. I don’t even spare him a glance, my panicked gaze glued to the ropes that are rendering me completely fucking helpless.
Fuck what he told me.
“Let me go!” I shout beneath the tape, but the words are muffled and indistinguishable.
He plants his hands on my hips and roughly pins me to the bed. Electric shocks travel from his skin to mine, the feeling making me tremble beneath his calloused hands.
Panic sends my mind into a complete tailspin. I no longer think rationally. My body goes into survival mode, and I fight against his hold with all the strength I can muster.
But it’s useless. He’s too big. Too heavy. Too fucking imposing.
I scream with frustration, attempting to buck him off. He laughs at my attempt, the rich sound of his amusement sending ice down my spine.
I still, huffing and puffing against the tape. My hair is in disarray, with several tendrils scattered across my face and constricting my view of him.
Not that I particularly want to see his face anyways. It’s a goddamn weapon.
Gently, he brushes the tendrils out of my face, tenderness in his touch.
“Fascinating that you have yet to learn, I always follow through with my threats,” he whispers.
“Fuck. Off!” I shout, enunciating my words as clearly as possible beneath the tape. They’re muffled, but he heard what I said loud and clear anyway.
He grabs my face in his hand roughly and brings his face down into mine. Minty breath and a hint of smoke washes over me.
“Keep pissing me off, Adeline. I do enjoy hurting you. It’s music to my ears when I hear you cry.”
I struggle against him, muffled curse words spilling from my taped mouth.
Another chuckle reaches my ears.
“You’ve been a very bad girl, little mouse,” he drawls, his deep tenor vibrating through his throat. “And I do enjoy showing you what happens to bad girls.”
Sweat pricks at my hairline and trails down my back. I’m still panicking—absolutely shaking with fear.
But I have no idea how the hell I’m going to get away from him. Tears prick at my eyes when I realize that I can’t.
His words from before filter through the panic. You can’t escape me.
His calloused fingers lift up my t-shirt, exposing my black lace panties and flat stomach. I can’t see them, but I feel his eyes devouring me. He continues to lift the shirt until my breasts are bared to him.
