“You will eat,” I tell her, my lips close enough to hers to feel her resulting gasp. “And you will learn how to take me.” I don’t elaborate on what that means, just flare my tail again, which has her arching backward toward the table. “I don’t want to injure you, pet. Not permanently, anyway.”
“What about rules?” she manages to ask, her tone breathless. “We haven’t?—”
“I’ll tell you the rules while you eat.”
“That’s not?—”
“It’s not a negotiation, Viviana.” I stroke that place she clearly likes and almost smile when her eyes roll into the back of her head. Thatisan amusing little spot. Helpful, too. “You’ve been stalking me for years. Yet you still chose to come here. That’s basically consent.”
Her eyes widen. “You knew?”
“Of course I knew,” I say, releasing her so I can reach around her to the table. “Why do you think I let you visit?” I pause then, my gaze leaving her mouth to focus on her eyes. “Or did you think you were clever enough to sneak up on me?”
Her brow puckers, the expression one I’m not sure I care for. But before I can comment on it, she says, “It’s not about being clever. I just didn’t expect someone in your standing to notice.”
I stare at her. “Protecting my existence is how I survive, pet. Of course Inoticed.”
“So you wanted me here?”
“Obviously,” I mutter, instantly bored by the trajectory of this conversation.
I renew my efforts to remove the lids from the food items on the table behind her, needing her to eat. Sustenance creates energy, and she’s going to need her strength if she’s going to survive me tonight.
“No, I mean, you plan?—”
I swirl my tail inside her, done with the inane babbling. “The only sounds I want to hear from you are moans,” I tell her, cutting off whatever she intended to say. Because I just don’t care.
She obliges me with a throaty growl instead, one that has my cock throbbing in response.
“That is also acceptable,” I inform her, my voice lower than before. “Now open your mouth so I can feed you.”
Her eyes widen in response, yet her lips remain closed.
“Hmm, such a disobedient pet.” It should irritate me. But instead, I’m enthralled. Because she’s making this interesting.
No, she’s making it…difficult.
Not easy.
Not straightforward.
Butfun.
I bring a fork up to her lips, the item on the end some sort of vegetable. She glances at it and jolts as I continue playing between her legs.
“Eat, Viviana,” I demand.
She clenches her jaw, her gaze narrowing.
My eyebrow lifts. “Defying me, pet?”
Her hands are still on my shoulders, her nails seeming to dig even more into the fabric of my coat. “I can’t eat like this.”
I very nearly shoved the food into her mouth while she spoke. Hearing her words makes me wish that I had.
Alas, I was too busy watching her lips move to consider it fully.
“I will be most displeased if you break before I’m done using you, Ms. Dalca. Therefore, you’re going to need to learn how to properly multitask.” I remove my arm from her back so I can grab her chin again. “Now stop testing my patience and let me feed you.”
