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He was standing, and his gaze wandered all the way down my panting body, to where the flashlight was aimed.
“I had things to say,” he murmured. “Discoveries made while looking for you. Bad things. Those can wait, until after I fuck you. And you’ll be quiet for me, won’t you? Unless you want something to happen to your nipples, or your tongue. It is a part of the bargain you made. I can do what I want. CNC has so many pluses.”
CNC was never this wide-ranging. Or was it? “My tongue? You are a fucking—”
“Monster? Hell, yes. I am.”
I stared at the flashlight as he zeroed it closer to my clit then slowly jammed it onto that nub of flesh. My mouth hung open. Was I imagining the warmth there? The room had gone very dark except for that obscene glow over my pussy.
“What did you discover?” I croaked, thick of tongue, for he was using the device to rhythmically press while his hand kept its unyielding grip on my breast.
“Shhh.” He towered over me, and my lack of shoes only made the height difference worse. My breast was freed, and he hooked my collar, rotating it as he softly caressed my neck with his mouth. He kissed around the petite collar, bestowing kisses until he reached my lips.
I toyed with his biceps, hardly touching him with my fingertips, reluctant to show my eagerness.
He kissed me once on my parted lips and once on my forehead. “Just know, I’m never leaving you with the doctor, even if Jacob refuses to free you.”
“What?” Confused and turned on, with the circle of the flashlight intermittently grinding on me below, I muddled through the meaning of his words.He was never—
“Give me your hands.”
I stared. “No. Why?” I snatched them behind me. If he bound them… I could not stop him doing anything.And I don’t trust either of them completely.
“Really?” On that word, he dropped the light, letting it bounce and illuminate the cupboard grotesquely. He grabbed my shoulders and spun me, and though I tried to evade him and duck beneath his arm to get the door open, he trapped my wrists and dragged them to the small of my back. The force of that left my wrists stinging. He fastened the cuffs together. “That was pointless. You need to wriggle faster to get away from me.”
“Bastard,” I gasped. My face was buried in linen, and I had to catch my breath. The thrill struggling had evoked was devastating. I wanted it, all of it, all the things, no matter how dirty or dark or fucking sadistic he was. He could do anything with me now.
I might regret this.
“You were a bad girl.” He twisted a chunk of my ass in his fingers until I yelped, then released it.
His laugh was derisive, and I knew then he would backhand my insult with something nastier—something I would like, and hate, and hurt for.
“Let’s turn you around.”
I thought about dropping lower, to my knees, but that wouldn’t help me. I shuffled around and used that shelving for support. Cassius drew the front of the gown into one hand and pulled it high to bare most of me.
“Tear that and the doctor will take that out of—”
His hand covered my mouth. “Do I need a gag?”
I pursed my mouth then shook my head.
“Look at these gorgeous tits. See, you can do this. Be silent.” After propping the light on a higher shelf, he latched on and bit the side of my neck. Judging by the sting, that would leave a mark. “A prissy little collar this is.” He flicked at the doctor’s white collar, then stepped away and eyed me.
I glared at him, even though I had a bad case of raging horniness due to the throb from that bite and the brutally efficient handling of my body.
He raised the bunched material of the gown even higher. The fabric was light, and it stretched as he pulled it up and around the back of my neck, dragging the bodice above my breasts.
“Fuck. Yes.” His sadistic grin was carved in deep shadow. He knotted the gown around itself at the front. I wasn’t choking but it pressed against my throat. “Perfectly exposed.”
Then he pressed my head to the side and deliberately bit me again on the slope of my breast, sucking hard before going lower again, leaving a trail of bites that had me wincing. He reached a spot below my nipple and gnawed on me. I shrieked and twisted my wrists, trying to stop him. Pinning me to the shelving, he continued downward, leaving hickeys all down my belly, to halt just above my clit.
I sucked in my stomach to get away.
His teeth hovered, his breath warmed my clit, made it feelalive. I was sick for wanting this.
Yet I feared what he might do. “No! Please.” I writhed, knowing that would entice him, and I wanted it. I wanted the touch of his mouth and the threat of those teeth.
