Page 49 of Alluring Darkness

For a while, he just keeps me like that. Even when the orgasm has finished crashing through my body, Eli keeps me trapped against the cold closet door while he finishes studying every inch of me.

Then he at last pulls out the gun. I suck in a breath.

While still holding on to the gun, he raises his hand and then undoes the knot keeping the rope secured to the handle above my head. Then he simply releases my throat.

I don’t have a single ounce of strength left in my body, so at the loss of support, I simply crash down on my knees on the floor. My hands are still shackled behind my back, so I can’t even brace myself when I land. Instead, my body just bows forward over my knees.

For another few seconds, I just remain kneeling like that while I draw in deep breaths. The rope is still wrapped around my throat, but since it’s not attached to anything anymore, I can now inhale fully again.

My head shifts to the side as Eli taps what feels like the butt of the gun against my temple.

“Clean it off,” he orders.

After sucking in one more deep breath, I lift my head and slowly raise my gaze.

Eli is standing above me.

I look up from his black combat boots, drawing my gaze over his black pants and over the tight black t-shirt that shows off his lethal muscles. My pulse flutters erratically as I take in his dominating presence.

With the dark clothes and the scar down his face and the complete command that pulses from his powerful frame, he looks like war and death incarnate.

Kneeling naked and handcuffed at his feet, I’m acutely aware that I am still utterly at his mercy. I drop my gaze to the gun that he is holding in front of my face. The silencer is wet with the evidence of my orgasm. I know that I should be scared of what he can do to me right now. Any normal person would be. But all I can think about is how much I want him to put that gun to my head and then fuck me properly.

“Clean it off,” Eli orders again.

Since my hands are shackled behind me, there is only one way for me to do that. My core throbs again as I open my mouth and lean forward until the silencer almost hits the back of my throat. Then I close my mouth before drawing my lips back down the barrel.

A faintplopsounds as I finish the final part of the silencer and then pull my head back.

I look up at Eli again.

Wicked satisfaction shines on his face as he smirks at me.

Shifting his grip on the gun, he glances down at it before meeting my gaze again and flashing me an amused smile. “Well, would you look at that? The safetywason.”

I just narrow my eyes, staring back at him while he continues silently gloating about his victory for another few seconds.

Then a dangerous glint appears in his eyes as he abruptly flicks the safety off and presses the gun against my forehead. “But if you ever put a gun to my head again, the next time I fuck you, it won’t be. Understood?”

I think I manage to answer yes, but I’m not sure because my brain got stuck on the middle part of that sentence.

The next time I fuck you.

A thrill races down my spine.

20

ELI

Jace snaps his fingers in front of my eyes. “Bro? You with us?”

Yanking my hand up, I grab his annoying fingers and move them out of my face.

“He’s probably thinking about Raina again,” Rico teases from across the table.

“Oh come on, that was two days ago.” Jace snorts. “There really—”

His words are cut off as I twist his fingers back, making him cry out in pain. Across the table, Kaden snickers while Jace tries to unsuccessfully pull his fingers back. I twist again, making him squirm in his seat and grimace.