As I walk through my front door, a heavy body slams into me from behind, grabbing me in a hold with a meaty hand over my mouth.Whoever it is, they’re fucking strong. Thrashing and bucking, I try to free myself but can’t get out of their iron grip. There’s a small pin prick and then a sting in my neck.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Kozlov looks after his pets,” a familiar voice says. Those are the last words I hear before I pass out.
CHAPTER 7 - SEB
Myheadisagroggy mess as I return to consciousness.
I open my eyes but I only see darkness. It only takes a moment to figure out why. There’s a rough material scratching against my face and cutting into my cheeks.
Shit, have I been abducted?
Panic consumes me until that panic turns to anger when my abductor decides to make himself known.
“I know you're awake, beautiful. Don't be shy. You can scream if you want or beg for your life.” He chuckles like this is the social norm, abducting someone off the street. “You're not going to talk to me, baby? After all the trouble it took to bring you home?”
That gets a reaction.
“Home! What do you mean home? Did you have me abducted? What the fuck is wrong with you Dima? Why … wait, why am I tied up and why the hell am I naked Dima? Where am I, you crazy fucker?”
“Calm down, beautiful. I'm not going to hurt you, well not in a way you won't like.You're currently lying on my bed in my home, and I must say, it's my most favorite sight.”
I remain quiet. I think I'm going into shock.
“I don't know why you're surprised by this; I told you I wasn't letting you go and that you're mine. You gave me the green light last night and I took it.”
I'm so confused, trying to quickly run through everything that happened last night.
“What green light, exactly? When I pushed you away and ran off?”
“When you kissed me, baby,” he says. “You confirmed that you wanted me too, and on top of that delightful display of jealousy, I’d say you want me as bad as I want you. Tied to me forever.”
“Tied to you? Do you hear yourself? Since when is a kiss consent to being abducted?” I say in a shaky voice. As the hysterical tone disappears, there’s a light touch of his fingers on my lower leg. It's feather-light, brushing over my skin that inspires a wave of goosebumps, prickling over my body. Oh God, now my cock is responding. Please, please not now, I repeat mentally, hoping the dick Gods hear me.“What are you doing?”
“It’s okay, beautiful, just enjoy and give yourself to me.”
What the fuck is happening to me? How the hell did I get here? I'm a flurry of emotions and I have no idea which one to cling to. I never in a million years thought that he would abduct me. I’m beyond angry, but also, why is it so fucking hot? It’s like some messed up foreplay. I'm such a freak.
“Ungghh.” I can’t help the groan from my panting lips as he presses kisses along my calf and trails them slowly up to my inner thigh, his beard scratching my skin in the best of ways. With my arms and legs tied to a bed and being blindfolded, every touch, every murmur of his smooth voice, is more intense.
Shit, are we even alone? He wouldn't have others watch, would he? Stupid question, really. I didn't expect him to drug and grab me from my own apartment either.
“Please…stop…just fucking stop and let me go. Please…oh fuck.” A sharp bite stings on my thigh followed by a gentle lick. I need a release but refuse to let the fucker have it.
“I told you not to run, beautiful. You left me with no choice. You are mine to do with as I please. The sooner you give in the better.” That husky voice rattles through my body, leaving my flesh covered in shivers and my stomach full of lust and desire, which I am determined to fight. My heart beats so fucking fast, I’m surprised it hasn’t torn out of my chest.
I can’t believe this is happening. This arrogant prick has been flirting with me for a month now and after a moment of weakness last night—jealousy-fueled weakness—I’d kissed him, then ran. Me, a straight guy kissed this fucker, and now karma is literally biting me on the leg.
Think he wants to bite my ass too.God, I want that.
“Now, be the good little whore I know you want to be for me and open that pretty mouth. You don't want my fingers going into this ass dry, do you?” His dark chuckle is sarcastic as if him about to rape me is some fucking joke.
Maybe that’s extreme since a part of me wants this, but he doesn’t know that.
“Fuck you, you piece of shit. Let me go…I promise I’ll keep quiet, but please I…ouch! What the fuck?” The fucker slapped my balls. Christ it burns and they’ve shrunk into my body.
I’ll ignore how that burst of Hell’s fire has, for some reason, made my dick hard, but I want to scream. I can’t want this.I love women. I'm an honest and hard-working guy who has never been in trouble in his life. So why the hell am I the one in this position? Abducted, tied up, and at the mercy of a psycho hottie.
The mattress dips next to me, groaning at his body weight, and in a flash, I’m brought back to reality, followed by deafening silence, which is all the more heightened under the stark darkness of this blindfold.
