Page 120 of The Darkest Ones


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“I need to make us some food. Take your shower, and put the nightgown on. No panties or I’ll be very unhappy.”

As soon as he’d pulled the door shut, her fingers slipped between her legs to finish. The door opened again, his gaze causing her to shrink back like a violet. “And no touching yourself. You only masturbate for an audience from now on.” He stared her down until she took her fingers from her clit. Then he left her.

For an audience? Did he mean him or him and the guys? Robert hadn’t seemed shocked when Luke had touched her in the barn, and he’d known about Trish’s brand. The threat on screen about showing the video to the guys that had gotten the woman all hot and bothered hadn’t just been dirty talk. No wonder no one wanted to help Veronica. They wanted a piece of the action.

When she got to the kitchen, Luke was sitting at the table, his legs sprawled out, looking relaxed and expectant. Behind him, the sandwiches sat on the counter wrapped in aluminum foil and paper towels to keep the heat in longer. The soup simmered on the back burner, bowls and spoons already on the counter. Iced tea was poured and on the table with a couple of lemon wedges from the lemon tree in the greenhouse.

There was a darkly erotic glint in Luke’s eyes. “How hungry are you, princess? What are you willing to do to be allowed to eat?”

She didn’t know if he’d really let her go to bed hungry if she didn’t do whatever he wanted. She’d always had the suspicion his punishments would be more direct and terrifying.

Veronica looked at the floor tiles, unable to maintain eye contact for long.

“Answer me, princess.”

“I-I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Come to me on your hands and knees.”

There must have been resistance on her face because he said, “Don’t think, just do it.”

She crouched to the ground and crawled over to him. She was painfully aware of what had happened in the barn each time she moved, the ache radiating through her hip. Inexplicably, the reminder that she belonged to him made her hotter. Crazy or not, it was hard to be near him and be anything but aroused for long. He was too beautiful in that rugged way. She stopped when she was between his legs. He unzipped his pants and his cock sprang free. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips.

“How many men have you sucked?”

The question took her off guard. “I... um...” If she told him the truth, she’d sound like a virgin. None of the men she’d been with had inspired the activity. In her fantasies it had seemed hot and exciting—helpless in an erotic way. In reality it was too demeaning. She’d never been able to be the Cosmo girl who could successfully pretend she liked or wanted a cock in her mouth.

“How many?”

“I don’t do that.”

“Well, you seem excited enough about doing it now.”

She blushed and was thankful he wouldn’t be able to see it for her sunburn.

“How many men have you fucked?”

It had been awhile, but in college... She did the math in her head.

“And I want the real number. Not the number women give men to appear more virginal. I’ll know if you’re lying.”

“Thirty-four.”

He smirked and spread his legs a little farther. “I knew you were a slut. Well, don’t just stare at it.”

Veronica inched forward and ran her tongue over the shaft. His hand tangled in her hair and he pulled hard, jerking her face up.

“I know you can do better. Pretend it’s the only thing you’re getting for dinner. And no teeth.”

She may not have ever sucked a cock, but she’d seen it done. It wasn’t a great mystery—she’d just never felt compelled to pretend she liked it. But Luke didn’t care if she liked it or not. He was going to get off in her mouth either way. That thought sent an electrical zap through her stomach as she took him into her mouth.

His hand moved to the back of her neck and he pulled her in closer, going deeper. When her gag reflex activated, she instinctively relaxed her throat to let more of him in.

“That’s good, princess. Surprisingly good, actually.”

When he came, he held her in place so she could do nothing but swallow the thick, hot liquid. Then the kitchen door opened. She jerked away, and some of his cum slid down her chin and neck.

“Stay down,” he ordered as he zipped up, pointing at her as if she were a disobedient dog.

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