sit down for a solid day. That’s exactly what he wanted. A reminder. A statement.
A warning.
I closed my eyes briefly, trying to ignore the agony even as it continued to yank on every muscle. All the while, I remained excited, like this was some kind of game. Only I knew better. I didn’t mean anything to him other than an annoyance, or a frail woman he hoped he could keep from being tormented by gruff assholes. While I appreciated the concept, disciplining me wasn’t necessary.
Exhaling, he took his time caressing my bruised skin like that would help ease the pain or the fury in my mind. “I think you’ve learned your lesson, at least I hope so.” He pulled me to a standing position, turning me around to face him.
I realized I must look frightful, my entire body shaking and my hair disheveled. The ugly embarrassment refused to go away, my face likely beet red from the fact my panties remained around my knees. When he eased a strand of hair from my mouth, the electricity that shot directly into my pussy was off the chain. I suddenly couldn’t breathe from the combustion building between us. His touch seared my skin, his eyes riddled with hunger.
The man wanted to devour me.
Cocking his head, he narrowed his eyes as he studied me, trailing his finger across my jaw, a growl erupting from his throat.
When he cupped both sides of my face, crowding closer then lowering his head, I couldn’t hold back a moan. Then his lips crushed mine. As his rugged scent of the forest and exotic spices filled my senses, I could no longer breathe, the fragrance immediately lighting me on fire. But as he thrust his tongue past my lips, I realized that I had to be out of my mind.
No longer stunned, I pummeled my fists against his chest, trying to break free. The man was so damn strong, holding me in place as if I weighed nothing, my actions causing no kind of reaction. I wiggled, continuing to fight him as he dominated my tongue, exploring my mouth as if I belonged to him.
When I felt his hand sliding down my side to my legs, I stiffened, goosebumps popping along every inch of skin. The second he ripped the panties away from my body, jerking me with the force, was another moment of awakening.
He was igniting the fire deep within, yet what little was left of my rational mind told me everything about this was wrong. With one additional hard shove against his chest, I managed to break the connection.
He seemed surprised when I was able to take several strides toward the door. Then my body was snapped backwards. “You’re not going anywhere.” His accent much heavier, the deep baritone sent a wave of shivers skittering down the length of my body.
When he shoved me against the wall, giving me the same demanding look as before, I was beginning to lose my energy to fight him. Whoever he really was, it was obvious he wasn’t going to let me go.
“In fact, you belong to me.”
The words were even more debilitating than his previous actions. However, as I witnessed the man removing a gun from under the back of his shirt, I had to fight to keep from screaming. Was he going to kill me? His glare remaining hard edged, he broke his hold long enough to place the gun on the floor, far enough away that I would be unable to snag it.
I whimpered as he captured my mouth again, grinding his hips against mine. The feel of his bulge crushed against my tummy was dazzling and horrible, amazing and disgusting. The various thoughts and sensations kept me on edge, confused as hell. Why would my body betray me when my mind screamed that this was all wrong?
He kicked my legs apart, sliding his hand between them, brushing his fingers along the inside of my thigh.
I moaned into the kiss, clawing his arms as my heart pounded. Lightheaded, the hard hammering of my heart echoed in my ears. The second he swirled the tip of his finger around my clit, I was thrown into another world, quivering to the point I could no longer feel my legs. With every shot of raw current jolting through my body, I was shoved into a vacuum where time and space meant nothing.
There was no way out of his hold, no chance that someone was coming to rescue me.
He was the