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Hiking her body up, I wrap her legs around my waist, pinning her to the door. “You need to calm the fuck down, or you’re going back to jail.”
A flash of worry enters her gaze before it vanishes. “Who cares?” Her body ripples against me, her anger not dissipating any time soon.
Reaching up, I pin her to the door by the neck while my other hand reaches between us to release my cock. I know precisely how to settle her down.
“I fucking care, so stop being an ungrateful bitch. Do you have any idea what you being locked up would do to my father?” Her eyes widen at my words, and tears pool in their murky depths. “Exactly. Now, are you going to calm down, or do I need to fuck the aggression out of you?”
A smirk plays across my mouth as her eyes widen and her body melts into me. Pushing my erection against her mound, I drag her panties to the side, slowly rubbing against her.
“What’s it going to be?” I ask her, kissing her shoulder, across her chest, and up her neck. “You want my cock, Nicola? Need me to drive into you so hard you can’t breathe?”
My grip on her neck flexes, tightening, and this girl whimpers. Her eyes close, and she pushes into me. Fuck, she’s going to kill me in bed. Releasing her, she whines, but I ignore it. Allowing her to drop to the floor, I spin her around and rip at the zipper of her dress until it releases. The material falls to the ground, pooling at her feet. Shedding my own clothes, I flatten her to the door with my body.
“It’s my cock you need, isn’t it? All these hissy fits are because you didn’t have a daddy to make you do as your told.” The words come out of my mouth like a volcano erupting, and I can’t stop them.
Fisting her hair in my hand, I tilt her head back and to the side. Her eyes are closed, and her face is more relaxed than I’ve ever seen it. Nicola is in her mind and enjoying what I’m doing and saying to her.
But it’s not enough. “I need your consent, Nicola; tell me yes to everything I want to do to you.”
Slowly her eyelids lift, and I see a spark of defiance in them as she sneers, “Make me,” in a desperate challenge of acceptance.
She has no idea what I see in her. The uncertainty, the fear, the flashes of rage, and her desire to be tamed. A day with this girl, and I fucking see her in a way nobody else ever has.
Using my hold in her hair as my lead, I step back from her body, loving when she whimpers, and guide her over to the bed. With more force than necessary, I push her face down. She bounces softly and turns her head to the side to watch me. I see her glare, but it doesn’t fool me; her curiosity is shining through.
“Tell me,cara mia, are you still a virgin, or did those guards in detention take from you what belongs to me?” Her eyes widen in surprise at my question. As I bend over her body from behind, my arms bracket her head, and I murmur in her ear, “I’ll kill them if they did. Drain the blood from their bodies and fuck you in the aftermath.”
She licks her lips, and I get the impression she likes the idea of me killing for her. I’ll slaughter a nation to keep Nicola as mine. “No, they didn’t. Nobody has touched me.” Her gaze bores into mine. “Ever.”
The implication of that word makes my cock throb painfully. “On your knees,” I order, standing up and reaching into the bedside table for a tie. “Hands.” She does as I demand without complaint.
Tying her wrists together, I push her legs wider with my knee and take my position behind her body. “Much as I’d like to go nice and slow, you’ve pissed me off far too much tonight, and I think you want it rough. You want me to fuck you hard, so you can hate me. It won’t work, but you’ll try.”
Instead of shooting me another glare, her eyes close, and I learn more and more about her from her actions.
Slipping my hand between her legs, she’s soaked for me. More turned on by my words than she’ll ever admit, and I’m okay with that so long as it’s only my cock she takes into this sweet body of hers.
“In here, in the bedroom, you’ll call me daddy, Nicola. You understand?” She nods slowly. “Words, Nicola.”
Meeting my stare, her back arches, and she purrs, “Yes, daddy.”
My chest puffs out, and finally, this restlessness I’ve been feeling for months settles in my chest. This is it; this is her. Nicola is meant to belong to me.
* * *
Nicola
I don’t knowwhy my body reacts to Domino’s commands so easily; I’ve always bucked against doing what anyone has demanded of me. Unconcerned by the consequences of my actions, I’m not one to follow society’s rules and regulations.
After what I’ve been through, I never wanted to be tied down and dependent on anyone again. I can’t do that to myself. I’m almost always let down. Santo has been the only exception, and I wonder if that’s the reason for my quick reaction to Domino. My attraction to him certainly helps.
The way he manipulates my body into accepting what he wants to do to me, what he wants from me, should be enough to let go of the reins more. It should be indication enough that I’m safe with him. My heart wants it to be true, but my mind is playing with me. Forcing me to push Domino until he expresses his dominance.
“Look at me, Nicola,” he demands, and I do so without thought. The predatory smile on his face as he leans over my body, slicking his hand up my back as his other one holds onto the binding of my hands. “You’re fucking gorgeous splayed out like this. Giving daddy exactly what he wants.”
And what is with that? This daddy thing? Never have I thought of the word as dirty or sexy, but he makes it so. He makes me want to purr it out like a cat in heat.
“Please, Domino,” I beg, knowing that’s not the name he wants to hear but forcing it out anyways. I have to know how far I can push him.
