BLAKE: Captive to the Dark (10 page)

“Sir.” Kaitlyn pushed back into my hand. The action was second nature. I stepped away and brought the loose end of the crop down to the back of her thigh. The gasp had me doing it to the other side. Small sounds echoed throughout the room while I traced the
end up toward her pussy.

“You are not to move when I touch you. At all times
, I want your ass still and your eyes lowered. One look at me and you’ll pay a very serious price. One you won’t like. I promise.”

A whisper left her lips, so quiet I couldn’t hear. The beast in me went wild. If Kaitlyn so much as did anything, I wanted to be a party to it. Missing one single response made me angry. I’d never know if her new answer would be the same or not. “Louder.” The slap against her ass made her spin around until she was almost facing me. The eyes that met mine gave me pause. There was a strength inside of her that I’d never been faced with before and it baffled my mind.

“Bring it,” she hissed. “I fucking dare you.”

My arm was around her waist, lifting her completely off of the ground before I could process it. Tightness hugged around the leather covering my fingers as I slammed two inside of her wet pussy, pounding until she was screaming. “Is this what you want?” Flesh was suddenly between my teeth as I bit into the mound of her breast. Spasms rocked her body almost instantly, but I couldn’t get past the taste of her blood. It made my eyes water, feeding me some unknown power from her life force. In slow circles, I moved my thumb over her sensitive clit while she trembled in my arms.

“Oh, kitten.” I licked the imprints of my teeth marks. “You’re so fucked now. Why couldn’t you just go back home?” My fingers slid out from her opening and I rested my head against her chest, basking in the odd sense of comfort she gave me. The hard thumping of her heart caused the pulsing of mine to increase. Pitch black surrounded me as I closed my eyes and reveled in the sound.

Both of us, prisoners to our pasts. Captives to the hell we’d gone through at the hands of others. Was it possible to overcome the creations we’d become
? Or were we lost, trapped in the secrets of our never ending nightmares? As I held on to Kaitlyn’s suspended body like my life depended upon it, the smallest spark of hope burned into my chest. Embers that were sure to give us enough illumination to fight our way through the shadows. I could only pray it was enough. One thing was for certain, if the light died and the pitch dark took us, I’d hold her hand and lead the way. All she had to do was follow. By the time the night was over with, I wasn’t so sure she’d want to.

“I’m not afraid of you, Blake. I told you I wanted everything. Show me the real you. No holding back.”

There was no way she knew what she was saying. After what she’d been through, how was that possible?

My hands dropped and I let her swing down, her body jerking as her feet connected with the floor. The predator was back, the goodness that insinuated itself…gone. I tightened my grip on the handle of the crop and dropped any form of mask I m
ay have worn. The reliance of her pain sent a hunger through me with just as much dependency as the heat my body needed to maintain survival.

Kaitlyn held her head higher while she looked at my chest. The constant tapping I began started on her legs. The higher I got, the harder I slapped. Bright red marks began to blossom. Fuck, yes. Soft sobs came from her mouth, but never once did she tell me to stop. I pushed her. Pushed myself as I watched the tears roll down her face.

“More,” I breathed out. The crop fell to the floor as I reached over and grabbed the lube. The sound of my belt being undone didn’t seem to faze her. It was enough to give me pause. I let it hang open and came to stand before her.

The lube coated my fingertips and I brought them over her back opening. Dark lashes lifted as her gaze rose to mine. “You’re amazing in your element. Such a beautiful monster.” Her tongue licked over her lips. “Can I keep you?”

The smile that came to my face only grew as I eased my finger deep into her ass, making her gasp and cry out. “Keep me? Kitten, why do you think you’re fucked? There’s no getting rid of me now. I own you. Like I said,” I began thrusting in and out at a leisurely pace, “even if you decide to go back to California, you’ll never know when I’ll be watching. Waiting to take you.”

A deep moan vibrated her welted body. The muscles around my gloved finger clenched tightly and I lowered, running my tongue over her folds. At the suction of my mouth
, she squirmed. My other hand gripped her hip tightly. “Don’t you fucking think about coming or else I’m going to flog the shit out of you.”

Desperation laced her moan while I added another finger. I knew it was hurting her, but somewhere within
, she had to have been experiencing pleasure. The juices were flowing from her pussy and I couldn’t get enough.

“Sir.” Kaitlyn wiggled some more and I bit into her inner thigh. The scream pushed me over the edge and I stood, pulling at the buckles of the cuffs. Kaitlyn fell into my body, immediately wrapping her arms around my neck and crushing her mouth to mine. The Dom in me was ready to throw her back and punish her for kissing me without my permission. The man in me melted at the passion she displayed. I rarely kissed women. Couldn’t. It was too intimate. Yet,
just like at the hospital, I was alive under the caress of her tongue. The numbness was nonexistent, replaced with an odd impatience that hit right to the core of who I was.

The bed was suddenly under her and I was tearing my clothes off impatiently. Heated skin met mine as I went back to devouring her mouth. Fuck, she was so hot from what I’d done with the crop. My hand
stopped short of cupping her face and I pulled back, looking down at the other glove I’d used to bring her pleasure. The leather separating our connection was suddenly intolerable. How? Why?

Kaitlyn was the biggest mind
-fuck of my life. Never had I questioned so much shit. My teeth tore at the material and I tossed them to the side. “This isn’t over, kitten. It doesn’t get all lovey-dovey now that you’re out of those cuffs. If anything, it’s about to get a lot worse.”

I swear
, I could see her eyes actually sparkling under the dim lighting. No words were spoken, but she didn’t have to. Her anticipation was obvious.

Nails embedded in my back and I could feel the blood trickle down from underneath them. A growl filled the room and it took
me a moment to realize it had come from me. My hand locked around her neck. “Yes,” I whispered. “Mark me, baby, but be prepared for your actions to be replicated. Only give what you can take.” The top part of my body rose and I moved my other hand down to rub against the outside of her pussy. Kaitlyn’s face was getting redder by the second and I tightened more, letting her feeling the build. “You’re so fucking ready for me. But not yet.” I let go and reached down, pulling my belt loose. Her head lifted voluntarily, stunning me, but I didn’t stop. I put the belt exactly where I needed it—craved to see it—around her neck.

“You’re making me so happy.” I slid the leather through the buckle and pulled securely. “This is where things are going to get intense. Hold on, Kaitlyn. You’re about to go for one hell of ride. One that might end up with a
California destination.”

She shook her head, tightening the belt with her movement. “You’re not going to give me a reason to go back. You wouldn’t,” she said, breathlessly.

“Don’t kid yourself.” I pulled the length of leather and had her head rising so she could be closer to my face. “If I’m ever going to see if this will work, I can’t tiptoe around you. You deserve to see the ugly truth for yourself. Like you said, no holding back.”

“We’ve been so
concerned about you, but that should go for both of us.”

I smiled, not missing her warning
. I wasn’t worried in the least. “No more talking. Just let me taste that pretty little mouth of yours again. And obey when I tell you to do something.” I twisted the length of the leather around my hand until it was wrapped up to her neck. “Your blood is calling me, kitten. I want to see you run red.”

“You first.” Pain raced down my chest from the swipe of her nails. Blood dotted the skin and I stared at it in disbelief. My vision went in and out as the hot rush of rage practically blacked me out. At her lifting and licking over the wounds, lust quickly won over. Again, she managed to freeze up my brain.

“Mmm,” she moaned.

As if she hadn’t done enough, her teeth sunk in deep. I clenched my
jaw and gripped to her hair until she broke loose, screaming.

“Did I give you permission to do that?” My other hand jerked at the belt. Her hands came up, clawing at the leather. “Only when I say, dammit. You’re lucky you’re even alive right now. Do you know how close I was to
seriously hurting you?”

Coughs wracked her body as I loosened the hold. Before she could catch her breath
, I threw down my weight, taking her mouth like I owned it. And, I did. Owned every inch, down to the blood that gave her life. When I wanted something from her, I’d take what was mine by right.

Wetness slid on the underside of my cock and I rubbed the length against her. Fuck, she was on fire. All I wanted was to do was bask in that heat forever. My kiss deepened
, trying to steal every ounce of air she held. I didn’t want to stop until she couldn’t breathe any more than she’d been able to when I was choking her.

Only when fire burned my own lungs did I contemplate stopping. Breaking my mouth from hers was pure torture, but there w
ere things I needed to know. Hearing the truth was going to be hard, but it’d be worse for Kaitlyn, and I hated ruining the moment. “I’m going to ask you a question and you’re going to be brutally honest. I’ll know if you’re lying. If you do, your ass will be on the jet back to California faster than you can blink.”

Kaitlyn’s heavy lids lifted and she breathed deeply.

“How many times and how many people raped you since you were taken? Truthfully.” The doctors had kicked me out as they went through the screening of questions, but I knew she probably didn’t want me to hear anyway. I’d paced like a mad man for an hour outside of the door. When they finally left, she’d been passed out. Since, I’d been too afraid to ask, fearing it would make her even more closed off, but our time was up.

Kaitlyn’s mouth opened and then shut. “I was never raped. My kidnapper had different plans for me. Look at me. I was his
own personal cutting board.”

The anger on her face combined with something altogether…proud, surfaced. I knew she was telling the truth. It was just hard to believe.

“Birth control?”

“The shot.” She licked her lips. “You’re not going to wear protection?”

My head shook back and forth. “Nope. I’m clean. Plus, I haven’t been with anyone in a long time. You have nothing to worry about from me.” That hot heat that called to me encircled my finger and I slid into her. Yeah, she was too tight. There was no way someone had been in her pussy. “How long has it been for you?” Another one of my fingers entered as I began to thrust at a steady pace.

“Too fucking long.” Her eyes closed while her hips rotated. The sight was so erotic, the belt only add
ing to my twisted fantasies. While I kept the pace slow, I let her move at her own will. The scene was too hot to disrupt. “Sir.” Faster, she pushed down. “The thought of your cum in me is getting me so close. I’ve never let anyone do that before.”

“Never?” My thumb swirled over her clit
, causing her to cry out.

“No. Not once.” Those little whimpers that kept slipping through were going to be the death of me. I’d fucking kill to be able to listen to her make them. Hell, I’d murder at the drop of the dime concerning her. And do it with pleasure. I already had.

I removed my fingers and nudged the tip of my cock over her opening. Her pussy stretched to fit around my thickness and I pulled back, watching the act over and over.

“Shit, that is an amazing sight. You’re so tight around me, kitten. I can see your pussy hugging my cock like it doesn’t want me to leave.
It never will. This,” my fingers rubbed down her folds, around my cock, “this is mine. Only mine.” The top of my body moved more over her. Kaitlyn screamed as I surged even deeper. The pain from how snug she enveloped me was unbelievable. Her wetness helped, but I could still feel resistance. “Tell me whose pussy this is.”

The arching of her back was followed by a push downward.

“You don’t get any more cock until you tell me whose pussy this is.”

“If this pussy is yours, than your cock belongs to me. Only me,” she stressed.

I slammed into Kaitlyn and pushed my hand over her nose and mouth. “Your God damn stubbornness is beginning to wear thin. Didn’t we already go over this?” There was no mercy for the brutality that I pounded her with. Repeatedly, she tried to turn her head to catch the smallest amounts of air, but I kept her on edge, making her fight for it. Feeding from the pure survival mode she was being forced into. That was the Kaitlyn that attracted me. The one who made me fall in the first place. This is where we’d reunite.

“That’s it. You want to breathe, take it. Fight. I want you to. Show me the strength I know you keep within.”

Nails dug into my wrist and hand as she turned wild at my permission. Blood ran from the scratches, going all the way up to my forearms. It didn’t take much to pin her hands above her head with one of mine. The other took hold of the belt and pulled up, arching her back so I could thrust deeper. My eyes were soaking in every detail on her face, from the parted lips to the half-lidded, blue eyes that stared at me. The flush on her cheeks was glowing. She looked every bit as airbrushed as she did on the cover of those magazines.