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She follows my instruction without question and as I plunder her mouth with my own pleasure in mind, I hold on tightly to her hair, pounding into her with no regard for her comfort. It turns me on. Domination, power and having a woman at my mercy. Iwanther at my mercy and not contemplating a life without me in it.
With every thrust, I seal her fate. She is chained to me until I say otherwise. A perfect angel to ruin at my pleasure and she will thank me.
As I cum hard, she struggles to deal with it, and I love knowing she is kneeling at my feet. It’s what I love. Domination. I have never wanted love. It’s a wasted emotion that achieves nothing. This is what powers my soul and as I pull out, I stare down at her flushed cheeks with a sense of pride that she has never known another man.
She is all mine, and she always will be.
* * *
While I clean up,I instruct her to lie on the bed and wait for me. I take my time knowing we have several hours of pleasure to enjoy before we reach our destination. Grasping the bottle of champagne from the ice bucket, I pop the cork and head back into the bedroom, noting how still she lies as if afraid to move.
I take the bottle to the bed and, pulling her head up with one hand, I place the bottle to her lips and say huskily, “Drink it.”
“I…” She shakes her head and I growl, “I said drink it.”
Her mouth closes around the bottle and as I tip the sparking liquid into it, she gags but attempts to swallow.
“Try again. Control your movements.” I say huskily and she nods, trying desperately to master the art of drinking from a bottle.
After a while, she achieves what I wanted and I take a long drag myself and say, “It’s all about control. It’s more pleasant when you take your time and allow yourself to adjust to it. It’s the same with oral sex. Do it at a pace that suits you. Get used to it, accommodate it, and it will be a more pleasurable experience.”
She nods, her eyes wide with interest, and I love how desperate she is to be educated. I push her gently back on the bed and whisper, “Open your legs.”
Her face flames, but she does as I say, and I pour the champagne on her breasts, watching it spill and roll down her body.
She groans and I grasp the bottle and hold it to her pussy and her eyes widen as I whisper, “Trust me, Bella.”
As I insert the bottle, she cries out as the cool liquid spills inside her and as she bites her lip, she bears down on the bottle.
“Does that feel good, Bella?” I whisper against her neck, and she groans. “So good, Killian. So fucking good.”
It makes me chuckle softly and then, as I remove the bottle, I replace it with my tongue and lap up the liquid that mixes with her scent.
“What about now?” I say as I pull away and her eyes roll back in her head as she groans, “So good.”
I part her slick walls and suck on her clit, causing her to come so hard she screams my name.
As she lies beneath me, completely at my mercy, I experience a rush of power that never gets old. The difference with her is she’s so innocent. Touched only by my hand and she will be my wife. There will never be another man anywhere near my beauty, and any talk of leaving me will not be tolerated. It’s like a drug to me and as my cock hardens, I decide to add to the chances of planting my seed inside her, chaining her to me forever, whether she likes it or not.
With one feral groan, I thrust inside and, gripping her hands in mine, I hold them above her head and push in hard, deep and rough. She cries out as I show her who she’s dealing with, and I love the way she stares me straight in the eye and I note the excitement in her expression.
I have met my match in Purity. I knew that the minute she wrote me the note and walked away. This time tomorrow we will be husband and wife and I will have a lifetime to play with her.
I cum hard inside her and love how her own orgasm rocks mine and as we come down from our high, I hold her in my arms and cling on tightly. I don’t know why, but I like holding her. It’s unusual for me because I never hold a woman after sex. I send them on their way and carry on with business. Even when I’ve fucked women on my plane, it was never with the intention of them getting comfortable. They were sent back to their seat while I enjoyed my own space. Not Purity. I need her with me, which surprises me.
As we lie with her head on my chest, I stare at the ceiling and stroke her back, loving the intimacy of having someone to hold. I drop a light kiss on the top of her head and feel a surge of affection for her. At least that’s what I think it is because it can’t be anything else.
CHAPTER26
PURITY
For some reason, I am happy. Something is telling me I shouldn’t be. This is not what I wanted when I came to Chicago. I came here for independence. To break free from imprisonment and allowing others to rule my life. I just swapped one owner for another, and yet there are no men like Killian Vieri in Heaven. If there are, I’ve never met them. He is so sexy. Just one look is all it takes to bring me under his spell. He speaks to my soul and yet the words he uses aren’t necessarily ones I want to hear. He wants to own me. To control me and to keep me. I should have said no. Should have.
The trouble is, I want to be here more than I don’t. This life is intoxicating, that’s for sure. The material wealth he enjoys is captivating, tempting, and too much to comprehend. However, it’s not his wealth I love. I’ve never had any, so why do I need it now? I suppose what attracts me the most is having someone on my side for once.
He saved me.
He sent his men to rescue me and has given me everything.
