“Yes, Arya?”
Chewing on my lower lip, I shrug.
“I’m listening,” he says. “Tell me anything you want.”
“Nothing. Forget it.”
“Hmm.” The icy blue of his eyes makes me shiver. “You know what a safeword is and how to use it?”
My breath hitches in my throat. “Yes.”
“What’s your safeword?”
I shake my head.
“Don’t have one? Then Red it is, because tonight you need one.”
“I—look, I…” I rub my jaw with the heel of my hand while watching him. Something wild and unbidden twists through my body. I like this side of him so much.God help me.“I guess I owe you something for sending my mother to bed and bringing me back to GU. But not much. I would’ve gotten myself out of there eventually.”
The Viking grabs me, tosses me over his shoulder, and carries me to bed.
When he drops me on the mattress, he joins me, using his weight and strength to keep me from escaping. There is still a lot of unspent agitation inside me, and when I realize he’s going to let me fight, I don’t hold back. Anytime I get a hand free, I shove him with it.
He slaps and pinches my ass in retaliation for the blows I land. Finally, when I’m breathless and losing steam, he flips me over onto my stomach and uses my bra to bind my wrists.
I try to free my hands, but the tight knots don’t give. Also, I don’t want to escape, so I give up quickly. Several hard swats on my ass warm me up through my pants. Then he yanks them and my undies down to my ankles.
“You’d better cut it out,” I warn.
The Viking just spanks me several more times until I squirm and roll onto my side to escape. With panting breaths, I look at him through my wild hair.
“That’s enough,” I say. “Untie me.”
His finger strokes my piercing. He watches the nipple bead from the caress.
“Here’s what’s going to happen.” His gruff voice causes my pussy to cream in anticipation. “I’m going to do whatever I want. And you only have one way out.”
Things low and deep in my body clench. “Untie me.”
“No.” He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls my head back. The kiss is blatantly rough, and the wild part of me eats it up.
Erik draws back, breathless himself, and opens a nightstand drawer. Extracting a black bottle, he draws in a long breath. When he stands it up, I read the label. In an edgy urban font are the words,Back Door.Above them, there’s a black-and-white image of a naked ass.
Oh, my God.I suck in a startled breath. “No.”
The Viking tosses some pillows into a stack and then glances at my naked, and now shivering, body.
“It won’t work,” I say quickly. “The one other time someone tried to make me, I couldn’t. And he was nowhere near as big as you. I screamed so much he couldn’t take it. He had to stop.”
His expression doesn’t change in the least. Instead, he grabs me by the hips and drags me to him. Then he lifts me and drops me facedown, so the pillow stack is under my hips.
Turning my head so I can see his face, I say, “Viking—”
“Want me to be gentle? Be sweet when you beg.”
My eyes narrow into slits. “You need me to cooperate. Now I’m pissed, so I won’t even try.”
The corner of his mouth twitches into a dark smile. “If you fight, the only person who’ll suffer is you.” His long finger traces the edge of my jaw. Then he reaches over and grabs the bottle. He squeezes a huge amount of lubricant into his hand and rubs it over his monster cock until it’s glistening. Next, he massages it between my ass cheeks.
