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“My beautiful bird. Soon, you’ll be my feast and I’m going to enjoy every moment of tasting you,” he whispered then finishing cleaning his fingers.
There were no words, no way of functioning normally. The man had me right where he wanted, the longing building to the point I was fearful I’d lose control. The self-loathing continued but the bad girl inside of me was starting to win the battle.
“Can you breathe, my little bird?”
“Yes,” I managed.
“Good, because we’re just getting started. But I assure you that the next round you will be screaming my name.”
CHAPTER8
Constantine
The darkest sin.
I wasn’t certain why I had the phrase on my mind. Perhaps because the taste of her sweet pussy lingered in my mouth. Ripe cherries. Succulent peaches. I couldn’t make up my mind which flavor was stronger.
And I wanted more.
Much more.
I could consume every inch of her, exploring every curve and long line. I could feast on her for hours then drive my cock deep inside. Then I’d claim her mouth, forcing her to take every inch before erupting deep in her throat.
Then I’d take her ass.
I rolled my hand around the steering wheel, the filthy images rolling through my mind increasingly suffocating, the darkness enshrouding the sadistic beast clawing at the surface. She did that to me. Her.
The beautiful, fragile bird that I could easily crush between my fingers. I would need to learn to be careful with her, avoiding total destruction before I had a chance to enjoy every inch. A smile crossed my face as I drank in her natural perfume, and the way the late afternoon sun danced across her porcelain skin made it difficult to keep my eye on the road.
I’d planned what could be considered a romantic event for the evening, breaking down her defenses so she’d learn to be compliant.
If that was possible.
Women.
I’d been warned several times about how a woman could change a man. My father was a prime example, at least from what he’d told me. Supposedly, he’d been a true savage before my mother had come into his life. Jade had already affected me in ways I’d yet to define or understand. I’d expected to tolerate her and nothing more, enjoying punishing her when necessary. What I hadn’t anticipated was enjoying spending time with her. That was a true weakness.
I’d broken through the first layer of tempered steel she’d placed around herself, which had been another surprise. But I’d seen the light in her eyes as she’d wiped dripping ice cream from my chin, then recoiling as soon as she’d done so, disgusted with herself. I’d become aroused almost instantly, my cock still aching as I thought about how many times I’d take her tonight.
I’d tested her inside the jewelry store, not anticipating she’d enjoy the brief interlude as much as she had. When she’d held her head high as the store clerk stared at us with a reddened face, I’d been proud of her.
That made me a very sick man.
There was still terror in Jade’s eyes, which I would expect, and she was questioning every aspect of what I was doing. She’d also noticed my reaction when she’d told me how her father had convinced her to testify. The red flags were increasing. I had to learn his true identity and soon or the decision I made with her could come back to bite me. But for the rest of the evening, I intended on enjoying my latest possession.
What disturbed me the most had nothing to do with whether her father had played some instrumental role in my discovery all those years ago. The concern churning its way through my mind was because I found myself liking her. Her verve. Her defensiveness. Even her caustic mouth was something I wasn’t used to, except from my sister.
If everything she’d told me was true, her father had purposely kept his real identity secret from her. Why? Who had he been? A bigger question loomed in my mind.
Was he still alive?
They were questions that needed answers, but I wasn’t certain Jade could provide them.
Jade also couldn’t care less who I was or what I could do. That took the kind of guts that wasn’t trained. It was innate, a telling of her heritage. I still had no idea how long I planned on keeping her. She deserved to know her child.
What I couldn’t do was trust her. She was a consummate actress along with her other skills. She would attempt to sway me after pretending she was falling for me. How good she was would determine when she began to slowly change from being rebellious to compliant. I wanted to use her.
Fuck her.
