Page 35 of Alluring Darkness
“Asshole,” I reply, but he of course can’t hear it through the gag.
“When I remove this gag, the first words out of your mouth had better be a satisfactory explanation detailing where you have been these past three days. Followed by a groveling apology.”
Since I can’t speak, I just raise my eyebrows expectantly, silently telling him to get on with it. Something flickers in his eyes. But in the end, he just climbs onto the bed.
The mattress dips underneath me as he swings a leg over my body so that he’s straddling my hips. I raise my head as he leans forward and reaches for the gag. His fingers deftly undo the clasp behind my head.
I draw in a deep breath as he at last pulls the thick rubber cock out of my mouth and tosses the gag onto the nightstand. He straightens but remains straddling my hips while I work my jaw to relieve the ache in it.
When I don’t say anything, he arches a dark brow at me. “Well?”
“I was finishing things up at my other school.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means that I dropped out three weeks into my second year without even telling them. So I had to go back there and formally withdraw from the program and clear out my dorm room and everything.”
“And you thought you could just do that without informing me?”
“Why the hell would I inform you about that? God, you’re so—”
“That’s right, I am your God now.” He leans forward and wraps his hand around my throat. “And you do not leave this academy without my permission. Is that clear?”
My pussy aches at the unflinching command in his voice and the power pulsing from his entire being, but instead of succumbing to the heat searing through my veins, I laugh up into his face. “In your dreams, pretty boy.”
His fingers tighten around my throat, and he rakes his gaze up and down my body. “Big words for someone who is tied up and helpless underneath me right now.”
The throbbing in my clit intensifies.
Eli narrows his eyes, studying me with a penetrating gaze that seems to burn all the way through me. Amusement, and what looks like satisfaction, blows across his features.
“Are you turned on by this, princess?”
Clamping my jaw shut, I just stare back at him.
He releases my throat and instead leans back. I try desperately to close my legs as he moves his hand towards my pussy, but the ropes around my ankles keep my legs spread wide open.
Heat rushes into my cheeks as he brushes his knuckles over my pussy, because I know that my panties are wet.
A glittering smile spreads across Eli’s lips as he locks eyes with me again. “So, being completely at my mercy makes you wet, huh?”
I shoot a pointed look down at the massive bulge in his pants. “Shouldn’t you be more worried about the fact that having me tied up in your bed against my will turnsyouon?”
“Oh, I’ve never tried to deny that I crave, and demand, complete control over others. In bed, and all other areas of life.”
I open my mouth to retort, but Eli draws his fingers along my entrance before I can, and a moan slips past my lips instead. He lets out a dark chuckle. I yank against the ropes while Eli adjusts his position so that he is kneeling between my spread legs instead.
He slowly drags hungry eyes over my body. “Look at you, just begging to be punished.”
A thrill races down my spine, and my clit throbs with dark desire.
Deep down, I know that I shouldn’t find this so fucking hot. That being turned on by threats and violence is wrong. But the part of me that cares about right and wrong is long gone.
The thought of my control being taken away from me, the knowledge that Eli can do whatever he wants to me right now and there is absolutely nothing that I can do to stop him, turns me on so fucking much that my body thrums with need.
As if he can read all of those forbidden feelings on my face, Eli smirks like a bloody satisfied panther. I start to retort, but I never find out what I was planning to say, because right then, he pushes aside the fabric of my panties and brushes his fingers against my bare pussy.
Lightning shoots up my spine, and I try to arch up from the bed, but the ropes keep me firmly trapped against the mattress.