Chapter 85: Like Sweet Poison In The Dark [1]
ANASTASIA
Panic filled my lungs. In a heartbeat, I tried to crawl away, but Zade grabbed my leg and pulled me back before I could reach for my switchblade at the other nightstand.
I should’ve really kept that thing closer!
"What’s the matter, kitten?" he asked as his hand coiled my neck, his entire frame pushing me from behind, like a boulder was teasing me for a crush.
"Scared?"
"I didn’t do anything to warrant your sadistic punishments! What happened with Dante was nothing but our bet!"
By the time I was done yelling at him, my chest was heaving while the fucker just laughed, that disgustingly sexy sound dialing down into deep chuckles that made my body shudder.
"Who said this was about Dante?"
I sucked in a sharp breath.
"I do admit, kitten, what you did was hilarious. I loved it. Never seen the boys like that, mostly Dante."
"T-Then why—"
"Why did you take off your anklet?"
My blood ran cold, but I didn’t utter a reply.
"Your attitude has been all over the place, lately. It’s becoming vexing."
"V-Vexing?" I stuttered. "I thought you liked it when I defied you!"
I felt his lips stretched at the side of my face.
"I do, kitten. Truly... I welcome your attitude because at the end of the day, you’d be draped on my lap or tied up as you take everything I have to offer like a fucking good girl."
A hot shiver zapped through my skin, and the pulse between my legs made my eyes widen in horror.
No! I won’t let it happen again!
I promised myself I won’t be a prisoner to my own body or to his sick twisted—!
I heard a rip, and the next thing that followed was my wrists being bound by what felt like the sheets.
I elbowed him right in the abdomen and heard a grunt, his grip on me loosening.
"I won’t let you fucking spank me!"
"You should have just said so nicely..." he rasped.
"As if that will mean a thing!"
He caught me in his arms again.
"You’re right," he spoke hotly to my ear. "It wouldn’t, because your body already knows what it wants."
"It doesn’t fucking want you! Get that through your insane, slimy head!"
I screamed when I was tossed onto the bed, the comfort of a pillow beneath my stomach made me wonder when he had the time to position it, let alone two of them!
I heard a sharp clang like he was in the middle of taking his belt off.
"W-Wait, Zade don’t..." I swallowed thickly when I felt the cool air kiss my skin. "Please, don’t—"
I was cut off by the impact of the leather against my ass, swift and almost nonexistent. It made me wonder if he had actually hit me.
I did feel pain, but it didn’t rival the hot burn that followed through, penetrating my skin like poison and making my pussy throb like I had a second heart down there.
"Too late to beg, kitten. Take your punishment."
I whimpered when another hit came, and I’m blown out of my mind. My face sank into the bed as my mind raced with what was happening right now.
Smack!
My body launched forward, but that was because I got jerky and expected a solid pain that would make me scream bloody murder.
But when another came, what fled off me wasn’t a scream but a moan. A fucking moan.
Smack!
I anticipated another hit, but it never came, and suddenly the heat behind the crack of leather against my flesh was lost.
"Do you enjoy this, little kitten?"
My heart raced too fast to control, and tremors coursed through my body.
"I can’t see you right now, so you must tell me. Does it hurt, does it burn...?"
I flinched when I felt his hand stroking my spine, before lowering, and dread gripped me when he got to the crack of my ass.
"Fuck me!" he exclaimed, and I wanted the bed to devour me whole. "My kitten is so naughty."
Smack!
I moaned, trying my hardest to keep the sound in check, but the strike of the leather, not hard nor bruising, but pressured enough to taste my skin in a way that got sensations flying like colors smeared all over me. It felt as if he was projecting some kind of sexual energy into me.
Why does it feel so fucking... good?
Smack!
That didn’t come softer and swifter.
Smack!
"Ngh!"
My wrists twisted against the binds, comfort was far gone, replaced with a need that shredded through my skin.
"Nngh!" Another sound tore from me when the strike came in more strenuously.
"Zade!" I rasped, quivering, tears running down my face and soaking the sheets.
My nails clawed against the sheets. I wanted to get away, but my body felt suspended as if held over by an invisible force.
Suddenly, I felt his weight almost crushing against me when he leaned over.
"Look at you," he purred in delight. "Being such an obedient wife and taking her punishment. I’m gonna have to reward you."
I couldn’t form words as I leaned into his warmth. I shamelessly arch my hips to feel more of him, more of that crushing weight that could swallow my body whole.
When his weight was off, I hoisted to my elbow to follow him like a moth to a fire, but my actions seized instantly when he penetrated a finger into me with ease.
A forbidden squelch wrapped the space, evidence of what my body had been reduced to in a matter of minutes.
"Hm..." he purred. "You are so wet right now, kitten. Do you know what this means?"
A tingling shiver like feathers running across my skin ensued because his voice had softened and deepened, intoxicating me further until I felt like I was held under the influence.
"You can take another."
My mouth fell wide as he gently slid another. Oh... God.
