Captive-Sated (Dark Romance Series) (9 page)

“What are you doing?” Akmal growled.

“I swear Akmal you sound more like a feral animal than a man at times.”

“
I like your assessment of me and you would do well to not get on my rabid side.”

I laughed, “Well I hope that you aren’t rabid or I’m infected.”

“I’m not satisfied with the way things are between us Leila.”

I set the computer to the side. “Ok Akmal you have my
undivided attention—what’s up?”

“My cock,” he answered facetiously.

“What aren’t you satisfied with Akmal?”

“Marry me, Leila.”

“I’m not marrying you or anyone else.”

“The hell you aren’t. You hav
e no one else in your corner that isn’t using you. I don’t want anything but that sweet little pink pussy of yours. Marry me.”

“Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free, Akmal?”

“What does that mean?”

“It’s an American saying, it means why marry a girl when she is already fucking you?”

“Is that what we’re doing—fucking?”

“I don’t know what we’re doing Akmal. This is a first for me. I’ve never been kidnapped before.”

“Marry me and let’s put the screws to that useless manager of yours. Being married will give me more power.”

“Well we both know that you love control,” I chuckled.

He set his coffee down and made his way over straddling me. He started tickling me and insisting that I marry him.

“I’m not marrying a guy that has a harem
, Akmal.”

“I’m not fucking anybody but you, so that’s a weak excuse.”

“I’m not marrying you or anyone else.”

A dark shadow cast over his face as he spoke, “
Yes you are—you just don’t know it yet.”

Something about the look on his face made my hackles rise.

“Akmal, what…….do……..you……do……..?

“I change history and I’m getting
ready to change yours.”

“
Yes, Danny you would be correct in your assumption that I am not in a hurry to return home.”

“When do you plan on touring again?” He asked with panic in his voice.

“Oh I am not quite sure. I was thinking of writing a book about my life. What do you think about that Danny? How many secrets do you think would come to the surface?

How many people could I honestly acknowledge for helping me out of the goodness of their heart? You know honestly right now I can only think of one—Akmal. That is the only person who doesn’t seem consumed with money or fame.
I need to go Danny.”

I hung up with no warning because I knew if I didn’t that I was going to say something that I shouldn’t. I was so pissed at him right now.

I had looked up to that guy like a Father figure. He had been the one who stood up for me when my own Mother used me. Sure, I knew that he was making a lot of money off of me but I thought that there was some sincerity. I had been so naïve, but who goes around anticipating being kidnapped by their own manager. I didn’t need to be too hard on myself about this scam because Danny was the one at fault, not me.

Danny had not only betrayed me, he had changed me. He had caused
me to become even more untrusting of people and their intentions.

I couldn’t help but wonder what Akmal’s motivation was for wanting to marry me. Did he love me? I knew that it was about control for him, but I also knew that it was about control for me. It was one thing to give up control in the bedroom but I wasn’t about to give up control of my life to anyone.
Maybe writing a book wasn’t such a bad idea. It would free me up to stay in the Middle East and out of the rat-race of touring for a while.

I knew that whenever I did return to the states that it was going to be a shit-storm of paparazzi.
That in itself was stressful. Here I had privacy—I had safety—I had Akmal.

I had been on the bed writing all day and I hadn’t even realized how late it was. There had been no rose and no cryptic notes about dinner
, so the time had gotten away from me.

I looked up to view Akmal leaned against the door staring intently.

“Would you quit that stalking thing that you do?”

“It’s never going to happen, my lady.”

“No cryptic notes today?” I teased.

“No, I plan on being very candid about my intentions tonight. Turn the computer off and go pee. You are going to be very busy for the next few hours.”

“Am I in trouble?”

“
Always!” Was the only reply that I got.

This could be good or bad.

I watched her as she attempted to un-hook the cuffs from the hook that held her arms up. Her whining and writhing only served to excite me. I had blindfolded her and her protests about being out of control rang out through the air.

I leaned down and hissed in her ear, “If you don’t shut the fuck up—I’ll gag you.”
A helpless little whimper was her only reply. She jumped as the door opened and the servant rolled a tray of food in.

“Akmal, I don’t want them to see me like this.”

I threw the blanket over her, saying nothing. I waited until she had left before I spoke. “You would be shocked to know the things that my servants have witnessed.” My fingers trailed over her body as I spoke. “They have seen me at my best and my worst. I have already informed you that customs in my country are very different than what you are use to. You have yet to experience the things that I have planned for you. I have pleasure and pain planned for you my lady. I ran my finger lightly over her clit as I said pleasure and pinched down when I said pain. She cried out trying to move away but there was nowhere to go.

I lowered my head between her legs taking in the scent of her arousal. It’s all about blending things together lady. I ran my tongue slowly up and down her slit until her whole body began to quiver and then stopped.

“Why do you do this, Akmal?”

“It pleases me to play your body—to control your senses is very arousing to me.”

I grabbed an ice cube dripping the water onto a nipple and alternating with the heat of my tongue. I wanted to eat this woman alive who had dropped into my life from the very portholes of the heavens. She intrigued me in ways that I had never before experienced and the thought of losing her was unthinkable. I pushed it from my mind—tonight was ours.

“You have gone from kink, to obsession, to love, and back to obsession my lady.
I can’t imagine my life without you—I can’t remember my life before—you are everything to me.”

Lady

Though I couldn’t see his face, there was no mistaking the urgency in his voice as he made love to me. I would awaken to him whispering in my ear and telling me that without me there was no life.

I can’t remember a time that Akmal had ever sounded so urgent. I knew that it was due to his feeling of being out o
f control. I imagined that this was the first time that Akmal had been in love—we all know that love is something that we cannot control no matter how much we have mastered controlling other areas of our lives.

I had gotten use to Akmal picking out my clothes for dinner. It was
kind of like a game that I enjoyed now, the roses that were left—as if leading me to an ultimate cryptic message was kind of fun now. What I didn’t understand was that Akmal did everything with a purpose in mind—everything—and tonight was no different.

Akmal laid his clothe napkin to the side and ran his tongue over his teeth
. He stood taking me by my hand and leading me towards the dungeon. The sliding of the heavy duty lock into the hasp sent chills up my spine. He still hadn’t said anything as he began to undress me.

I stood nude as he led me to what I knew to be a St Andrews cross.

“I need to have you at my mercy beautiful lady. You have yet to be totally helpless to any man and being your first is so very delightful to me.”

It felt as if I were in a trance as I watched him secure my wrists and ankles, but whe
n he ran a strap across my neck I realized just how helpless that I was. A single tear rolled down my face as I spoke, “I’m scared.”

He ran his tongue up my cheek capturing the tear.

“You have no need to be afraid my lady. I will never allow harm to come to you. You are mine and I will protect you with my life.”

I watched as he undressed and pulled the tie from his hair—giving him that wild look that I loved.

He dropped to his knees and cupped my ass as he began running his tongue up and down my slit. I began trying to move and gain more contact but I was exactly where he wanted me—powerless.

Akmal

I purposely toyed with her alternating contact and pressure on her sensitive clit. She began to try and move to gain more contact and my cock hardened when I knew that she realized just how much of a predicament that she was
in.

Over and over I brought her to the point of climaxing until she was crying out to me, begging me for release.

I got up and made my way to my pants and came back over to her. I grabbed a handful of her hair pulling her into my face as far as the restraints would allow.

“You have something that belongs to
me. Are you a thief? Answer me!”

“No, no I have never taken anything from you.”

“You have taken my heart you little thief. You consume my thoughts. Intrusively and with no mercy you captivate my every moment. I can’t even escape you in my sleep. What are you going to give me in return? I jerked at her hair and viciously growled, “Answer me thief!”

“I don’t know what to say,” she sobbed.

I crashed my lips down on her mouth. There was nothing romantic about it—only animalistic.

“Seeing you in distress makes my cock hard.”

I unhooked her and carried her to the bed pulling her down by her ankles. I grabbed her arm and raised her in a seated position. I watched her eyes as I placed a five carat canary yellow diamond on her ring finger.

“You better not take it off!” I took one finger and poked it into her chest
pushing her back into her laying position on the bed. I jerked her ankles placing her legs over my shoulders. Pushing into her took me where I needed to be—home. I slowly made love to her as I ran my finger over her clit just to watch her cum—I loved watching my Leila cum.

I took her back to
my bed that night and though she said nothing, watching her play with the diamond on her finger and look at it at every angle of the light—told me all that I needed to know—Leila was mine…