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Rubbing my hands over her tender flesh and sore muscles, I bend over until I am pressed against her back. My mouth travels down her cheek, stopping to kiss her neck, and I whisper in her ear, “I intend to come like I wanted to this morning. Buried deep in your cunt, with you screaming out my name as I stare into those gorgeous fucking eyes of yours.
Pulling from her, I turn her onto her back before driving my cock back into her. Her emerald eyes bore into me as I continue to fuck her cunt. She slides further over the desk away from me with each demanding thrust, until I’m forced to grab her hips and drag her back to me.
Her already tight cunt quivers around my cock, and I fight against my release until I make her come again. Her back arches from the desk and squeezes around me so tightly that I couldn’t hold back any longer if I tried.
“Mine,” I growl, burying myself inside her as I come.
CHAPTER
THIRTEEN
ABIGAIL
Tucking himself back into his pants, Grant retakes his seat in his chair before pulling my naked body onto his lap. His arm wraps around my waist, his thumb rubbing over my hip as his other hand tucks my hair behind my ear and places my head on his shoulder.
“See how well I’ll reward you.” He continues to stroke my hair. “When you’re an obedient little pet.”
You’re just playing along, Abby.
“Yes, Sir,” I force out the words.
Feeding into his twisted delusions for your own safety.
“Thank you.” I swallow hard, fighting back the urge to vomit as I thank him for the pleasure of being violated. But the bile rising in my throat is also due in part to the small sliver of me that found enjoyment in the moment. Not the unwanted pleasure from orgasms he forced upon me, but actual gratification in the way he seeks to own me.
Fuck, Abby…
“Let’s get you cleaned up, kitten.” Grant slips his arms under my legs and stands. Carrying me down the hall, he doesn’t take me back to my room. Instead, he takes me to his.
The moment he steps through the door of the massive suite, my eyes are immediately drawn to the corner. In it sits a large, ornate, iron bird cage—only it is massive. Way too big for any bird I have ever seen.
But the perfect size for a person…
“Is that where you’re going to keep me?” I feel the tears pooling in the corners of my eyes.
“For now.” He looks into my eyes as he responds, and the coldness in them chills me to the bone.
Leading me into the bathroom, he turns the knob to draw a bath and pours in some bubbles. As the large tub slowly fills, he strips from his clothes. Once he is undressed, he turns me to unfasten the collar around my neck. Placing it gently on the counter, he takes my hand as he steps into the tub.
“Get in.” He lightly tugs at my hand, and I step into the hot bath water with him. Gently pulling me down with him, he situates me between his thighs so that my back is pressed against his chest.
Grabbing a large natural sponge, he dips it into the water and drags it tenderly over my chest. His touch is completely devoid of being sexual. Instead, it’s sensual and intimate. No one has ever touched me like this.
Get it together, Abby.
“How long?” I barely muster the question.
“How long for what, kitten?” he whispers against my ear as he slides the soft sponge over my stomach.
“The cage.” My lower lip trembles as I speak. “How long will you keep me in the cage?”
“I’m a patient man, Abigail. However long it takes.”
“It takes?” I repeat his final words to him.
“For you to concede that you belong to me.” He rubs the sponge up my neck, forcing my head to tip back onto his shoulder, “Some women take days. Others take months.”
Others…
