Leaning in, she covers the bite with her mouth. Eyes closing in ecstasy, she hums a little as she pulls back to chew the meat, curry and rice dish.
I made a vegetable medley to go along with the dish. I knew that making her favorite dish would lure her into eating. Obstinate as ever, she proves to be more of a challenge than I anticipated.
We are silent as she allows me to feed her. When more than half the plate is finished. She sinks into my chest like she’s succumbing to defeat.
Her head lolls a little. I watch her eyes flutter as satiation settles over her.
“Harming what’s mine will have me punishing you more than necessary.” Keeping my voice calm, I let my words fall between us.
“Oh, so only you get to do whatever to me?” Turning her head lazily, she meets my stare. Disappointment fills her gaze, and I’m not sure who it’s for — her or me.
“Yeah. Only me. Never forget it.” I allow the cruelty of my intention to fill my features.
“You are mine to punish. To pleasure when I choose. To fuck into the very ground.” Gripping her locs, I bring her mouth to mine.
My dick flexes when she opens so pretty for me.
I ravage her mouth. Taking everything that is mine, I spear my tongue into her. She seems to melt into the kiss.
A piercing sting has me pulling back. My hand tightens. “Damn, brat.” I swear tasting blood on my tongue. Gripping her head, I tug her face back to see the cold satisfaction spreading across her lovely features.
Dragging her back, I spear my burning tongue into her mouth. She sucks on her damage melting into me with a little moan.
Blood surges into my dick.
“We’re done here.” I mutter, watching disparate emotions battle in her gaze.
I don’t miss the want I see within rivaling mine.
Rising, I give her a little shove. “Remember what I said about what punishment awaits if you continue to defy me.”
Slowing her momentum enough to right herself, she turns to face me. Crossing her arms in a way that clearly emphasizes the curves but shields her areolas, a nasty little smirk spreads across her face. Eyes alight with mischief and a challenge clearly signaling that though she’s the prisoner, I’m just as much her captive assuring me I won’t like her next words.
“Like I said, a pussy coward.” Tossing her locs over her shoulder, she faces me like one of the fierce warrior goddesses just coming into their power she likes to read about.
Not dignifying her words with an answer, I simply walk her ass down. I have to give her credit. She doesn’t budge — at least not right away. It isn’t until she realizes I’m not stopping that shetakes a step back, then another and another until her legs hit the bed.
Taking a position in the center of the bed, she picks up the forgotten iPad that must have been digging into her back when I played with her.
Leaning over her, I cage her in, forcing the device flush against the breasts she hid from me moments ago.
“I know this is your way of begging for my dick. That little reverse psychology bullshit is going to end up with every last one of your holes spit open and dripping from me before you’re ready, ti dezòd. Keep fucking with me.” Shoving between her legs, I let her feel just how unafraid of her pussy I am.
“Hadrián,” she whimpers, need spilling between the anger and disappointment she’s grappling with, feels like a slow stroke against my dick.
“I told you not to say my fucking name.” Still, I nuzzle the softness of her neck. Her heat beckons. One unzip of my fly and I can bury myself to the hilt inside of her softness.
Shifting I make the decision just as my phone buzzes.
“Yeah? Hold one second.” Rising, I ignore the question in Saban’s eyes and I move toward the forgotten tray.
Picking it up, I enter the code and then lean in for the retina scan.
“The MC is demanding a meeting, “ comes Rocco’s announcement, which bodes nothing good.
chapter twelve
THE RECKONING
