Chapter 43 Don't trust me
Lila POV
His gaze shot up to mine. “Let go, lila. Please me, and let go.”
For a few seconds we stared at each other, something unspoken passing between us as if an invisible line of trust was being drawn.
With a slight nod of my head, I forced my body to relax. The sound of the sharp scissors cutting through the fabric resonated around us, every slice, every crunch causing my insides to coil tighter and tighter.
His eyes never left mine, and I found comfort in the darkness of his gaze. We might be enemies, but somehow whenever we were this close, it felt like we were the same the same creatures craving the forbidden.
And then the scissors nicked my skin just as it reached the end of the fabric between my breasts.
I gasped as the slash burned my flesh, but the way his eyes grew darker, the intensity stronger I knew he had done it on purpose and I loved it.
I glanced down, a tiny drop of blood pooling between my breasts, and the most sordid part of my being loved the sight, loved the pain…loved how twisted all of this was.
Without saying a word he reached up and wiped the drop of crimson away with his thumb. It burned, but not as strongly as the fire in my core.
After the ecstasy I experienced with him earlier, my body already craved it again, wanting, needing, demanding to be taken back to that edge of decadent wickedness.
The black nightgown fell in tatters around my feet leaving me completely naked in front of him.
A wild, untamed look crossed his face as his gaze swept over my nakedness, and it fed the hunger inside me.
It’s like he was capable of touching me with his gaze, caressing me with his stare that screamed uncontrollable desire.
“This is so fucked up,” I whispered.
“Isn’t it?” He leaned down and sucked a nipple between his lips, his tongue swirling against the tip.
I gasped, my eyes rolling back in my head before my nipple popped out of his mouth as he straightened. “That’s what makes all of this so goddamn good.”
“What? The fact that you want to kill me the one minute, then fuck me the next?”
“That’s what’s turning you on, isn’t it? The fact that you feel unsafe with me, that you don’t know what to expect? You think you fear the unknown, lila, when in fact you relish it.”
“That’s what you”
He drowned my words with his mouth, kissing me hard as his tongue pushed past my lips.
With every sweep of his tongue he assaulted my mouth like he craved the taste of me.
God knows I hankered for his, unable to get enough of the flavor that was so uniquely twisted and forbidden…so him.
Every second his mouth remained on mine I drifted deeper and deeper into his corrupted world of dissolute seduction and sinful temptation.
Funny how my mind no longer even bothered fighting it, but rather chose to accept it since it has lost each and every battle with my body so far. It was liberating really, not having the urge to fight it anymore just allowing my body to bask in the power this man seemed to yield over me.
Whether I died next year, next week, or tomorrow right now I didn’t care because my mind, my soul, my body was all about him, all about him owning me in this moment.
A soft groan rumbled in the back of his throat as he peeled his lips from mine. My subtle moan followed suit.
Taking my chin in his hand he pinned his gaze on mine. “Now shut that pretty little mouth of yours, and let me have you the way I want you.”
He crouched down, and reached for some of the chains he had dropped on the floor.
“Put your hands behind your back.”
I obeyed, slowly slipping back into the role of his pet, and him my master. Amazing how it came so easily now, so naturally for me to obey. Was one fuck all it took for him to tame me?
The steel chains were cold against my heated skin, and my breathing became more labored the tighter he wrapped the chains around my wrists.
“Does it hurt?”
I tugged a little, moving my wrists. “No.”
He jerked it tighter, the cold steel pushing hard against my skin. I flinched.
“How about now?”
I nodded. “Yes.”
“Good.”
He stepped forward, and I swear to God every move he made had the power to send shivers throughout my body.
It’s like I was completely tuned in to him, feeling his presence in every corner of every bone in my body.
The air around me was filled with nothing but him, like he possessed all my senses, making it impossible for me not to be aware of him.
From his other back pocket he pulled out a blindfold. “Do you trust me yet, little mouse?”
“How can I trust a man who wants to kill me?”
He paused, and for the briefest of moments I saw a flash of guilt pass through his dark eyes as he stared at me. But it was gone just as quickly as it came.
He placed a hand on my chest, his thumb brushing against my throat. “Not tonight. Tonight I’m once again the man who can give you what you need, the man who will make your body come alive.”
And then everything went black, the blindfold secured over my eyes. Not being able to see was exhilarating yet frightening at the same time, my body instantly going on full alert.
There was a sound of more chains before I felt something soft, like velvet wrap around my neck. It was a collar, and I swallowed hard when I heard the click as it locked.
There was a cold chain hanging down my front, thinner, more delicate than the chains wrapped around my wrists.
“What are you doing?” I whispered into the darkness, my heart beating faster with every second that passed.
“Hush, little mouse. Ignorance is bliss, remember?”
I didn’t dare counter with my comeback of ‘knowledge is power.’ The last time it came back to bite me in the ass, and I had a feeling the outcome would be the same now.
“Spread your legs.” His voice was demanding, just like his grip around my ankle.
I spread my legs.
“Wider.”
I moved a little more.
“I said wider.” And then he pushed against my leg, widening it even more. Cold air assaulted me between my legs, making me hyper aware of how aroused I was. With legs spread open, it’s like my body started to prime itself to be filled, anticipating a release.
There were more soft velvet cuffs that met my skin, this time wrapping and locking around my ankles.
My chest was rising and falling, my insides about to explode with feelings that were alien to me, but every part of me relished it, loved it…craved it.