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“Only if you don’t want me to.”
“How would you do it next time? I mean, if there’s a next time?” I couldn’t say one way or the other if I’d do it again and give him consent to terrorize me. I needed to process the whole event. I swore I had aged a decade while running for my life.
“It’d just be chasing and dirty, rough fucking. I doubt I could ever trick you again.”
“Nope, probably not. But I suppose you could try.”
“We’ll see.” He carried me back to his bike and took out a change of clothes for me. “You’re the first girl who made my sick fantasy a reality. Thank you.” He helped me dress with a glint of adoration in his gray eyes. “It means a lot, baby.”
I was without words. The warmth in his tone and gentle touch stole my breath away.
“You’re it for me, Ellassandra Hill. I’m so fucking in love with you.” He wrapped me in his strong embrace. I felt safe and cherished, like our relationship had just been promoted to a higher level of intimacy, and there was no going back.
Not that I wanted to change anything or give Rocky up. Never. “I’m in love with you too.” My heart swelled as the words left my lips.
I knew Rocky was it for me, without any doubts. Our souls had merged into one entity tonight. Nothing could tear us apart.
15
Ella
Two Years Later
“What’s your safe word, baby?” He held me by the throat and brushed his lips against mine. Every time we did anything wild and naughty, he asked for my word as if I’d forgotten it after all the other times. I’d call it true love and maybe a little overly cautious, but I appreciated Rocky’s commitment to keeping me safe.
I gazed into his piercing gray eyes and watched them smolder with an electrifying blaze of desire and lust.
“Tell me.” He tightened his grip.
“Unicorn.” I shivered and bounced on my toes, anxiously waiting for his command.
After two years together, I hadn’t changed the word, even if I thought it sounded juvenile. It had become a sweet reminder of when Rocky and I had first got together—and my introduction to my man’s dark desires.
Only once had I used my safe word during our sexual escapades. I’d suddenly had to pee during edging. In hindsight, I could’ve told him I’d had to pee, but I’d screamedunicornlike an idiot.
Controlling my climaxes had been Rocky’s obsession. Sometimes all he wanted to do was bring me to the edge of a release, stop it, and start again. He liked to use everything and anything to stimulate me. It could go for hours before he let me come. Edging was the most intense sex play we’d done.
“I don’t like you leaving me.” He pressed his forehead to mine and inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with my scent. “Don’t go.”
“It’s only four days.” My heart galloped as I tugged on the zip ties secured around my wrists. “If my mom hadn’t begged, calling it our last Thanksgiving as a family, I wouldn’t go.”
“You’re fucking eighteen and out of school now. Your folks don’t control you, Ella.” He rubbed his nose on my cold cheek. “I do.”
“And they know it, baby.” I refrained from sighing. Rocky hadn’t been raised in a traditional family. Holidays meant nothing to him, but they did to me. “It’s why my mom wants this little trip. She’s not forcing me.” Nobody controlled me. Not my parents. Not my boss at the diner. And definitely not Rocky, though he liked to believe he owned me. Not owned like property, just that I was his like he was mine.
When my mom asked me to spend Thanksgiving at The Great Lodge with them, I agreed for two reasons.
One: I truly loved my mom and didn’t want to hurt her feelings.
Two: For the time being, I still lived at home and felt obligated to go. It sucked, but it wasn’t the end of the world… except for my possessive boyfriend.
At the end of the day, people did what was necessary to keep the balance in their lives. I needed my job and parents to survive until Rocky and I moved in together. I hated being at the clubhouse more than a few nights a week, so I had to stay on good terms with my folks to have a safe, clean bed to sleep in when I wasn’t with Rocky.
“Tell them no.” He lowered his face to my neck and violently sucked on it. Anytime he knew we wouldn’t see each other for more than a couple of days, he marked me to show the world I belonged to him. I didn’t mind. I loved being his.
“You know how they are. I can’t.” I squeezed my thighs and pushed my breasts against his chest as he gripped my ass and sucked harder.
“Fuck!” His arms went around me in a possessive vise. “I need to get us our own place.”
