My face turned into an instant scowl.I didn’t ask to pay for anything.
“I could die in childbirth, Darren,” I reminded him.“You’re willing to risk that high of a price for a baby?”
His gaze instantly hardened.“You’re not going to die in childbirth, Jaden,” he replied sharply, dismissively.
“It happens all the time.To perfectly healthy women.”
“I already told you how you’re going to die.Nothing is going to change that.”
I scoffed with a laugh.He was so fucking delusional.“Then what price are you paying for this child, huh?What sacrifices are you gearing up for?”
Darren turned his gaze to sweep down my body, his eyes landing sorrowfully on my exposed, swollen pussy.
“The temporary suspension and increased fragility of my most treasured possession,” he answered, genuine disappointment in his voice.“Your growing vulnerabilities and the potential for my enemies to exploit them will be a constant source of anxiety for me, which is why you won’t be leaving the grounds until you’ve fully recovered from labor.”
The insult I was ready to hurl at him died on my lips as he resumed my torture.His tongue circled the edges of my core again, my clit devastated from the lack of attention.
“So, nothing.You’re sacrificing nothing.What a shock,” I bit out.
“And now we circle back to this attitude of yours.The one I gave you plenty of time to sort out.”
“Pregnancy hormones are a completely different level of attitude.I’m gonna need more time,” I groaned, straining painfully against my cuffs as my legs began to cramp uncomfortably.
Soft pleasure then abruptly bloomed perfectly over my clit, my body breaking out into a sweat as my focus bounced back and forth from our conversation to what Darren was doing to me.But then he withdrew again, the unbearable loss causing me to scream aloud as my pussy pulsed with the painful urgency for release.
“What you actually need is a good ass beating,” he growled, the threat not even the least bit distracting.
“Not unless you want me to miscarry.”
My voice was breathy and strained, my chest heaving up and down and creating quite a show for the demon lingering between my legs.Darren hummed quietly as he brushed his fingertips along my skin, the slight touch not enough to bring any form of relief.
“I’ve already calculated those risks, Jaden.I’ve even calculated you inducing one yourself.”
My body stiffened at the accusation, dread sinking into my overworked heart.Of course I had considered it.But it wouldn’t stop him from impregnating me again, so what was the point?
“Do you know what I would do if I merelysuspectedyou had deliberately done something to cause a miscarriage?”he asked, his voice getting darker with each word as his fingers resumed sliding between my folds, brushing against my clit.
“I would never do that,” I answered quickly, my stomach clenching from the incoming threat.
Liar.
Four of his fingers suddenly forced their way inside me, blissfully and painfully stretching me to the point of madness.
“Ah!”I cried, my hips and back arching off the medical table.
“I’d skin Camaro into a fucking rug to lay out in front of my fireplace,” he rasped over my cries, spreading his fingers to stretch my walls even more.“And I would drag you back down into that basement, kicking and screaming, where I would make all those earlier days we spent down there look like a fuckingvacationcompared to what I would do now.You would stay down there for as long as it took until I was convinced you wouldn’t try to murder our childever again.”I could feel tears burning at the corners of my eyes, ready to spill at any second as I tried to focus on the ceiling instead of the acrid hatred burning in my heart or the scorching unbearable need to come.“Look at me, Jaden,” Darren ordered, curling his fingers against my sensitive walls.Sucking in a breath, I summoned the will to drag my eyes from the ceiling to connect with the domineering and callous gaze that had me teetering on the edge of hysteria.Dread had wrapped itself tightly around my throat as I watched his beautiful dark blue eyes flicker with the promise of something cruel and insidious.“Understand, my little queen, that I’d put you right back into that submissive robotic state you were in once before andkeep you thereuntil you fulfilled your duty and bore me as many children as I want.”
I didn’t realize I had stopped breathing, didn’t notice the tears had finally broken free and were quietly spilling down my temples to gather in my hair.My body felt like stone, like my blood had calcified in my veins, and I was incapable of an inch of movement.I recognized my body’s response almost immediately.
Terror.The same terror I felt every minute of every day while I was trapped in that godforsaken basement with him.The terror that kept me locked in a perpetual state of mindless obedience just so I could survive another day.
I had recently somehow managed to endure a single night down there, surrendering to Darren’s harshest demand for my immediate freedom.But this time, I knew things would be different.I knew I wouldn’t leave that room the same person again.He would make sure of it.
And Camaro?My heart wouldn’t survive it.
“Is that what you want, Jaden?”Darren asked, his voice calm as he continued to drive my nerve endings through the fucking roof.When I didn’t answer fast enough, he retrieved his knife from his belt and dragged the tip of the blade against my clit, causing a sharp gasp to escape my lips, the sting painful yet horribly pleasurable.
“No, that is not what I w-want,” I sputtered through tears and gritted teeth.“Because onlyone of usis in the habit of murdering children, Darren.And it sure as shit isn’t me.”
