Her eyes widened in shock and her lips trembled. “Y-Yes.”
“Yes, what?” he prompted.
“Yes, Silas,” she whispered.
“Get undressed and go get on the bed. Make sure you’re comfortable and that your legs are spread wide so I immediately see what is mine and only mine.”
Her eyes widened further and she opened her mouth but then closed it promptly and bit into her bottom lip as if stanching the floodof questions and her protest. He smiled to himself, ensuring it didn’t show on his face or in his eyes. He had to make sure she got his message loud and clear.
He uncurled his hand from her neck, unable to resist caressing the soft skin just below her ears. Then he dropped his hand away and gestured toward the bed.
“Go,” he ordered.
She hurried to do his bidding and he watched in avid fascination as she shed his shirt, leaving her in just the lacy scrap of her panties. She pulled them down her legs and let them fall to the floor, and he nodded his approval that she hadn’t tried to bend down, hurting herself in the process.
When she got on the bed and after a few cautious movements settled into a comfortable position, she shyly parted her thighs, splaying them open to bare the glistening pink flesh of her pussy.
“Wider,” he said huskily.
Once more she complied with his command. Satisfied that she was positioned as he’d directed and that she was going nowhere, he ducked into his closet, stripping away his clothing and then rummaging for what he needed. When he walked back into her sight, her cheeks darkened and her eyes went cloudy with arousal and desire.
He made no effort to hide the soft wrist cuffs from her view as he closed in on her, suddenly looming over her slight body. Her nipples were erect and turgid, begging for his touch, his mouth, his tongue.
Slowly and with great care, he lifted her arms over her head and then secured her wrists together with the cuffs. She gasped softly when she realized she was utterly vulnerable to whatever he wanted to do with her.
Once she was exactly as he wanted her, he walked around to the other side of the bed, where her legs were splayed wide, and then he crawled onto the bed between her thighs and leaned forward, planting his hands down on either side of her head.
“Now, we’re going to have a conversation all about the honesty you’re so fond of. I’m going to ask you questions and all I require is a simple yes or no. Nothing more. You with me, princess?”
“Y-Yes, Silas.”
His eyes gleamed with satisfaction. He leaned down, adjusting his body lower down hers, and sucked one taut nipple into his mouth and kept suckling until she was gasping and writhing beneath him.
“Do you want to be with me?” he asked in a silky voice.
Frantic need registered in her eyes when his mouth let go of her nipple and he stared expectantly, waiting for her answer.
“Yes,” she breathed.
He let out a growl of appreciation and levered his mouth to the sensitive skin of her neck, nuzzling and sucking, leaving his mark on her fair skin. He worked his way down her body, pressing gentle kisses to her bandaged wound before moving even lower between her thighs, and he nipped the inside of one hard enough to elicit a moan as she began to thrash beneath him again.
“Be still,” he said harshly, issuing a light slap to her clit that caused her body to go rigid, but she became still once more. “That’s better,” he praised. “I don’t want you hurting yourself, my beautiful girl. Now tell me, is this your home?”
“Yesss,” she said in a long, harsh hiss.
He delved between the succulent lips of her pussy and lapped greedily at her entrance, pushing his tongue inward as more sounds of sweet agony rose from her.
“Am I your home, Hayley?”
“Yes!” she said desperately.
Once again, he feasted on her, sucking and lapping at her like a man starved. She began trembling, her legs quivering uncontrollably as she hovered precariously close to her climax. She let out a wail of protest when he lifted his head abruptly, and he saw the harsh lines of needengraved on her face and knew she was right there. One more touch was all she needed.
He continued to survey her calmly, soaking up the sight of her below him, hands cuffed over her head, willing and submissive to his every desire. Captive to whatever he chose to do to her.
“Promise me you’ll never try to take what is mine, what I own, from me again,” he said in a biting voice full of dominance and absolute possessiveness.
“I promise!” she said in a strangled voice. “Please, Silas,” she begged. “Finish it. I need this... you... so much.”
