Page 57 of King of Wrath


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And fucking kissing her for hours.

Instead, I was treating her like the captive she’d just become.

Christ. How many hours had I spent thinking about having her luscious mouth wrapped around my cock, sucking me dry?

“Lean over the couch,” I told her.

Her final act of defiance was to give me a salute. She walked stiffly to the couch, doing exactly as I commanded. I wanted to get this over with, taking her to safety. Nico’s act meant the Morettis were willing to cross whatever line.

However, it was next to impossible not to be fixated on her gorgeous ass, my mind envisioning that way I’d fucked her like an animal only a couple of days before. There had to be a special kind of hell for men like me who could have anyone they wanted but had become determined to sully a perfectly normal woman.

As soon as I approached, she stiffened. When I rubbed my fingers down her spine, she shivered. The marks from before had faded, which made my mouth water at the thought of adding more. I was a sick man to think that dominating a woman was the only method of finding happiness. Why had the time spent with her started to make me question everything about myself?

That in and of itself was dangerous, something I couldn’t afford. I took a step away, folding the belt in half. “The punishment I’m about to give you is only about the fact you tried to get away from me. I’ll handle your penance for the deal made at a later time.”

Sarah said nothing, nor did she make any movement. But I could tell her entire body tensed, the anticipation keeping her breathing ragged. I cracked the belt against her rounded bottom, sucking in my breath from the act. Then I smacked her four times in rapid succession. Today I’d only issue twenty. It was just a taste, a reminder of my power.

I took the time to caress her skin, the heat from my action cutting through the rough pads of my fingers. After a few seconds, I fisted my hand, my eyes drawn to her glistening pussy. She was still enjoying this, the connection between us stronger than ever. However, she flinched when I rolled my hand between her legs.

“You’re wet, sweet Sarah. I think you like this even more than before.”

“Bastard,” she whispered.

“Yes. Who are you trying to convince? Me or yourself?” I swirled the tip of my finger around her clit, expecting her to jerk away. She maintained position, but the moment she shifted her hips back and forth, I could tell she was rapidly losing her ability to fight what had been started the moment we’d locked eyes.

That would make me a romantic, which I wasn’t. Besides, she knew it had been a ploy and would never forget how I’d managed to play her.

“Get it over with,” she said through gritted teeth.

Chuckling, I couldn’t resist sliding a finger inside, thrusting several times. She stiffened once again, pushing up from the couch. I pressed my hand against her back, shoving her down.

“Don’t make me start over. I will do anything I want to you.”

“How many times are you going to remind me of that?”

“Until it settles in.” I took a step away, sliding my slickened finger into my mouth. The taste of her was so damn sweet, pushing my cock against my trousers. It would take every ounce of control not to fuck her.

I delivered six more, stopping only when I heard her moan. I’d finally broken through another layer. After closing my eyes briefly, I realized a single bead of sweat had managed to slide down from my hairline. She did this to me, as well as several other things I couldn’t explain. After wiping it away, I continued the round of punishment, my breath catching with every crack of the belt.

She whimpered, shifting back and forth, further igniting an intense fire.

When I was finished, I found breathing strenuous. I glanced down at her hourglass figure and shook my head. This was the very reason I’d end up in hell.

Which was exactly what I deserved.

CHAPTER11

Gabriel

“You won’t get away with this,” Sarah said, the conviction in her voice still amusing. She obviously had no idea what I was capable of.

As I pulled into the neighborhood, I shifted my gaze, watching as she wrung her hands. I’d used rope, tying her wrists together, but she hadn’t bothered to struggle. That didn’t mean she wasn’t planning to try to escape. The blindfold was a precaution as much as a reminder of the time we’d shared. At least my home was far removed from the ugliness of the city, gated and surrounded by thick trees. The added security was almost in place, but I would keep her under lock and key at least in the beginning. “You believe Daddy dearest will come to your defense, breaking down my doors to claim his baby daughter?”

She half laughed. “I guess you don’t understand how important family is.” As soon as she said the words, I heard her deep exhale. Her words were biting, but that’s not what she’d intended, at least not with regard to Luciano. I’d been able to tell how disturbed she was from my accusation, the tears forming in her eyes genuine.

Her professed innocence didn’t matter in the least. Her abduction had gone far beyond the tragedy. Her usefulness would be even greater given her father’s blatant and very open threat. There were times I was surprised at William Washington’s arrogance, promises made to constituents who adored his verve and his extreme boasts. It was almost laughable in my mind, especially given the dirt I had on the man.

I’d nurture the patience that continued to wane until the time was right.

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