Chapter 26

I sharply looked back at my so-called ‘gift’, not liking where this was heading.

“You are mine to keep and do as I wish, and I have requested that you serve me, only me, and stay here in this room. But should Rina urgently need you, then you may only leave with my permission.” He looked extremely satisfied with himself, like the cat that got the mouse. “Don’t worry though, it shouldn’t be for too long.”

Hope started to rise, but it was premature and very short-lived, fizzling out quickly when he next spoke.

“I have an order placed for a special cage for you, but it will take a couple of days. I mean, I can’t keep you tied up like an animal all the time, can I?”

Reid skulked over to me and swept my hair delicately from my shoulder so that it swung down my back in tangled waves. My pulse quickened as my heart began to beat nervously faster, and my ribs ached as though they were in the way. Sweat began to bead on my forehead whilst the rest of my body became clammy.

He brought his face close enough to me that I felt his hot breath fanning my neck and collar, a soothing warm feeling from the near contact started right where my mating mark should be and spread down to my core. It felt like a fire was ravishing me and he was the only thing that could extinguish it.

The scent of my arousal perfumed the air, begging him to relieve me. His hand smoothly appeared at my waist and slowly travelled lower, tickling every single one of my nerve endings and springing them into overdrive. My head lulled back, and my eyes shut. I was barely able to hold in my desperate moans as he reached the slit in my dress and brought his hand back up, running it along the bare skin and bunching my dress around my waist.

Reid reached the waistband of my flimsy lace thongs and toyed with it for a few seconds, rubbing his thumb delicately back and forth, the sparks of the mate bond temporarily soothing the scorching skin there. I could feel myself growing wetter with every breath that we both took in sync, and my desperation grew with each new throb in my pussy.

My inexperience was long forgotten with each new feeling that my mate was springing to life in me. He gently guided me to move forward until my chest was forced against the wall, forcing my breasts up and together, and to push out of my low-cut dress.

My mate slowly and expertly pulled my undies down my legs, urging me to step out of them one foot at a time. When he stood up straight, I heard him deeply inhale behind me. I opened my eyes and turned to look at him. His wolf was there watching me through his eyes aswell as Reid, smirking with my thong still held to his face as he scented the arousal dripping from them.

“You smell fucking amazing, mate.” His voice came out hoarse, the heightened sexual tension obvious and I watched as he pocketed the sparse black material, making me long even more to be touched and finally satisfied.

Reid pushed my face round so that I was once again facing the wall and my eyes eagerly closed. I was ignorant to everything in my desperation, even as something cold slid around my throat. But it was too late when I finally clicked that something was different, wrong.

I tried to turn but Reid forced me harder into the wall using the weight of his delicious body, pinning my face with one hand, and using the other to fiddle with something.

“This is to keep you here, away from anyone that dares to think that they can look at what is mine, and to stop you from thinking that you can try to leave me. But, if you do try, just remember that there is nowhere that you can go that I won’t find you.”

I went to turn to face Reid as he stepped away, looking very satisfied with himself.

“Why? I thought that you were accepting me. I wouldn’t run if you did.” Tears sprang into my eyes at the twisted pain, my arousal from before instantly doused as though ice water was thrown on me by just his words alone.

“Well, just so you know, I am not accepting you and I am not rejecting you. To put it simple, I don't want you but no-one else is having you either. You are staying here to serve me.”

And with that, he turned away and walked out of the room, slamming the door and locking it from the outside.

I stood there, unsure of what to do next.

I walked to one of the mystery doors, trying my luck for the bathroom and getting it on the first try. And fuck me sideways with a pole, it was huge. The whole room was tiled in the same grey marble rectangles from top to bottom, the floors included. An ordinary looking toilet sat parallel to the door, the walk-in shower was basically an open tiled area on my right with multiple heads protruding from the walls and ceiling, and the bath was more like a hotub that could fit at least four fully grown adults.

I started shuffling to the toilet, curious to see if I at least had enough length in the chain so that I could save some of my dignity, to which it did. I rushed to relieve myself for the first time in almost twenty-four hours. As I urinated continuously, I looked at the shower, suddenly craving that wonderful fresh feeling.

Once I got up from the loo, I went over and started playing with the knobs for the shower. Two of the heads burst with water, a heavy stream flowing from both like they were calling to me seductively. I stripped from my grotty dress and plunged under the water that was holding the perfect temperature, making me heave out a complacent sigh.

I raised my face to the shower heads, eyes closed and enjoying the mental image of the dirt and grime flowing from my tired body. The heat eased all the aches that I had been feeling before, and I felt relief at finally being more like myself.

I used Reid’s shampoo and body wash, the smell permeating the air with the heat. My anxiety peaked momentarily, until I reminded myself that it was not him that was here, that it was just his toiletries that I was using.

I turned the shower off and grabbed a nearby towel. As I was drying the water drops off, I realised that I had nothing to put on. I looked back at my ruined dress piled on the cold floor, upset that such a perfect piece was destroyed. Pissed off, I grabbed it and tried to stuff it into the tiny bathroom bin, but I gave up with most of it still hanging out and me huffing and puffing in frustration.

Going back into the bedroom, I thought that I would try my luck and risk getting something of Reid’s to wear; I needed to try and cover up somehow, so, I opened the door to his closet. There were rows upon rows of neatly hung clothes, ranging from casual t-shirts to formal suits and shirts. Shelves of tightly folded trousers were to the side of the rails, and rows of shelves of varying shoes in the middle.  I grabbed the nearest hanging casual t-shirt and put it on quickly before anyone entered and caught me nosing.

I spotted some blankets folded randomly on a high shelf, so I swiped one and darted back to the bedroom. Reid was not accepting the mate bond so I did not think that he would allow me to sleep on the bed with him. I threw the blanket down on the floor, not completely unfolded and lay down atop in the foetal position. I decided to try and get some sleep or at least rest my aching muscles whilst I could - who knows how long Reid would be gone until he came back to do goddess-knows what next.

The instant I relaxed, I realised my eyes felt thick and heavy with exhaustion, and it did not take me long to doze off into a surprisingly peaceful sleep hugging my knees to my chest.