And there were two huge cabinets. Lucifer went to one, throwing open the doors. “As you can see, we have a fine collection of whips, floggers, canes, and paddles. The other cabinet holds restraints and gags should you feel you need them. Although if you’re anything like me, you enjoy the sounds made from providing intense pain.”
Very slowly Hunter slipped his fingers around my neck, holding me against him. Allowing me to know he was in full control. Or to warn Lucifer to stay the hell away.
“I’m certain I can find something to suit my needs. Now, if you’ll leave us alone.” His voice was demanding, dangerous.
And another trickle of something like arousal shifted through me.
“Yes, of course.” Lucifer turned, studying Hunter for several seconds. He barely bothered to glance in my direction, but I sensed he was searching for something.
After the door was closed, I realized I was holding my breath. I managed to pull away only to be dragged back again, facing him as I’d been required before. That’s when I could see the mirror on the other wall. The monsters would be enjoying a show, tossing back drinks and stroking their weenie-sized cocks.
“Let’s get this very clear, Star. You will obey me. As of now, you belong to me. Are we clear?”
When I didn’t answer because I wasn’t certain what to say, he wrapped his hand around my throat. There was no pressure, no attempt to steal my breath. Just a firm, demanding hold that captured my attention.
“If I ask you a question, you will answer me. Otherwise, you’ll remain silent. Do you understand me?” With him being turned away from the watchful mirror, he was able to shift his expression by lifting his eyebrows over the edge of the mask. The look in his eyes was entirely different. The darkness remained, but something even more soulful was just at the surface.
“Yes.”
“Yes?”
“Yes, sir.” My voice was so small in comparison to what it had been only moments before. “Who are you?” I whispered.
He lowered his head and placed a finger across his lips, even lifting his eyes toward one corner of the room. Hunter was trying to tell me they weren’t only watching. They were listening.
Our lips were close, so close that before I knew what was happening, I’d leaned into him. He shifted his hand so he was cupping my face, his breathing as labored as mine.
A series of stars floated in front of my eyes from being so lightheaded. Or maybe his aftershave was the reason. When I involuntarily licked my bottom lip, I could swear I heard a slight growl. It was as if we were locked together in a strange dance that neither one of us wanted yet the act required.
“You’re very beautiful.” His voice was low and husky, suffocating in a way that I couldn’t fathom. His words sounded sincere and something none of the others would say because they didn’t need to. This close, I was also able to catch something in his eyes that floored me.
Empathy.
Concern.
Anger.
But the rage was meant for someone else.
Also a haunted quality that didn’t make any sense with his dangerous, powerful persona. My heart pounded harder, the dull but intense throb between my legs creating another wave of heat.
Seconds ticked by and I wasn’t paying any attention that I’d rubbed the flat of my hand down his chest, marveling in the feel of his chiseled abdomen. He was much taller than I’d thought, at least six foot four and all muscle. Even with the mask covering half his face, I could clearly tell he was extremely handsome.
Suddenly, the air disappeared from my lungs and I was no longer being held captive in a room with a man I didn’t know. I was swept away into a quiet cabin where there was no one else but the two of us. The visionary elements were bold and colorful, my imagination working overtime.
As he pressed his body against mine, the feel of his hard cock pushed between my open legs once again tickled the sense of desire. Blinking, I tried to pull myself away, instead clamping both hands around his shirt.
“You’ll do very well.” The quiet hum of his voice pulled me into a haze, the fog thick enough that focusing was impossible.
Every action he took was unexpected, which added to the confusion I couldn’t get a handle on. He’d just paid two million dollars for me. There was no reason he needed to purchase anyone. He could easily grab the attention of any female in any bar in any corner of the world. Unless he was looking for something other than a quick fix of sadistic sex.
Even now, nothing made any sense.
Especially when he captured my mouth. I was frozen, completely incapable of moving a single inch. Only my thudding heart allowed me to realize I was still breathing. The strange sense of hunger continued furrowing into my stomach. When he swept his tongue inside, I found myself on my toes in my heels.
He rolled one hand over my shoulder, taking his time as he crawled his fingers down the length of my back. As he bunched a handful of my dress in his fist, he was forced to capture a moan even as his tongue explored the darkest crevices of my mouth.
Everything about him was dominating and I allowed myself to be swept away. Until a series of vile thoughts broke through the surface, spilling into the moment and reacting in my mind.
