The Deception series boxset: FaCade, Cadence, Beneath Innocence (16 page)

Amusement colored his features. “Oh I’m not leaving you, quite the opposite. Take your clothes off, Belle. You need to know who you belong to, who owns every part of you and that you never want to leave.”

My pulse quickened with his words. There was no doubt who owned my body, it awakened and succumbed to his voice, presence, commands. The scared feeling vanished and left pure anticipation.

He moved us further into the room, it was then I noticed the huge stone fireplace with a beautiful gold framed mirror above it. My feet carried me towards it, stopping when I stubbed my toes. “Ouch!” I squeaked, looking down at what I kicked. Iron restraints were bolted to the floor. My eyes grew wide, my head spinning to lock on to Dante. His sinister smirk made my stomach drop.

“Clothes, Belle. Fucking lose them.”

Swallowing, I began to strip away the layers, the cold air nipping across my flesh and pebbling my nipples. I startled from the loud hiss and crackle of the fire Dante had switched on. The flames cast shadows over the walls, cloaking over his form and making him look even more devastatingly beautiful and dangerous.

I slipped my panties down my legs to join the pile at my feet. He kicked them aside, dropping down in front of me, guiding my foot into the iron cuff and locking it around my ankle before repeating with the other foot. I attempted to shift my feet that were now restrained with only a small gap between them but there was no give. I was bound to the spot.

My breath became heavy, my chest lifting and falling to the rhythm of my thundering heartbeat. Licking the pads of two fingers, Dante traced them up my inner thigh, the heat from the fire making his path tickle and excite. In almost a whisper of a touch, he stroked them up my slit then blew against my pussy, its delicate but precise wisp making my insides ignite. His palms splayed on my navel, skimming over my skin and up to my heavy breasts. Cupping them, he lifted slowly, his mouth opened, inhaling my scent, the bristles from his growth of stubble pricked at my sensitive flesh.

My hands reached into his thick hair, tugging to lift him to my needy nipples. I needed to feel his mouth there. He allowed me to guide him, his lips closing over one puckered bud. His urgent strokes from his tongue and sharp suck nearly made my legs give out. His teeth bit down, the harsh sting, then the smooth laps contradicting each other.

My moans echoed around us, hitting the empty air and rebounding from the walls to make a chorus of pleasure cries. His mouth sucked my nipple harder before abandoning me with a loud pop. I mourned the loss of his warm, strong body and teasing lips. A palm coming down hard on my ass made me whimper. His chuckle followed him around the room as he stalked over to the table. Lifting it effortlessly, he brought it over to me, placing it in front of me a few feet from my body.

My brow lifted with curiosity when he gestured to the table. “Lean forward, Belle. Place your hands on the table.”

Biting my lip to try and instill some calm into my raging body, I did as he asked, leaving my ass prone, the cooler air gaining access to my now exposed pussy lips. Once my hands were placed firmly on the cool surface, he began to pull the table further away, forcing my body to bend further forward with every inch he moved it. My arms outstretched fully, so much so that I would have struggled to right myself. He grinned when he saw that conclusion flitter across my face.

Walking away from me, I heard a chain rattle behind me. I tilted my head to try and steal a glimpse of what he is doing. Two huge ringed iron hoops hung from the ceiling about six feet apart with a length of dark red material looped through one, dipping in the empty space between before looping through the other. How had I not noticed them before? The chain noise was him pulling a chain attached to another ring on the wall. With each pull the material lowered.

“You need to learn that your body, your soul, your life is all mine for taking if I so wish it. But you also need to learn to trust me.” My neck hurt from craning to look at him, his hand reaching for the gaping fabric. He began walking back towards me. “You gave me your soul a long time ago, Star. You’ll learn who you belong to again. You’ll learn that this isn’t a prison, it’s your freedom. You give yourself to me completely and trust me when I say I take it!” With that he lifted the red silk over my head, resting it against my throat, the cool smooth feel caressed my skin.

He moved away again, the sound of the chain clanking once more filling the quietness. The silk lost its slackness with every toll of the chain, pulling tight against my throat, forcing me to hold my head looking straight ahead. There was a small amount of give but not much. If I was to step forward I would choke and stepping anywhere was impossible anyway. I was completely at the mercy of the table holding my weight and the silk wrap encasing my throat, my life.

My eyes found my own reflection in the mirror. I could see Dante standing behind me. I should have remembered the mirror was there but my brain was a mass of mush. I couldn’t think straight, endorphins flooding my system.

His clothes joined mine on the floor and I took a few moments to soak in the glorious body he boasted. His impressive chest was strong and wide, defined abs rippled down to the indentations of his V, like an arrow pointing me to the hard smooth velvet of his cock. I could feel my excitement dampen my pussy lips. The heat from the fire licked over my face and chest.

His hands came down on my ass, slightly spreading the cheeks, the wet head of his cock nudging at my entry before plunging straight into my core. The silk gripped me in its hold as my body jolted forwards, my eyes watering from the restriction, my breathing labored.

His firm grip on my ass pulled me down onto him with his every thrust forward, hitting the sweet bundle of nerves deep inside and pushing me to the brink of strangulation. “Feel how close to the edge of life and death you are, Belle. Your lungs beg for air yet your pussy screams for my cock. You’re where you’re supposed to be, with me inside you.”

His hips powered forwards, the heat inside me clawing from the pit of my stomach and expanding throughout my entire being. I felt his hand slip between my legs to pinch and slap at my clit. I exploded in a torrent of pleasure ripples, gasping to fill my body with the air it desperately sought. The lack of oxygen left me lightheaded and in a state of semi-consciousness. I felt like I was floating, flying.

“Dante!” I choked out as my pussy closed in around his hard cock, soaking him in my climax. His arm wrapped around my waist to assist my weak legs, holding my body from falling.

“Feel me, baby. Feel how I own you in every sense of the word.”

SHE WAS STUNNING IN HER euphoria. She had always been driven by her sexual cravings, her body ruling her mind throughout her life. It was why we worked, because she fed my needs and I hers.

I missed her but it was like learning about the girl I fell in love with all those years ago all over again. There was a time when I’m inside her, buried in all the flawlessness, that I wish I could erase my memories and let us both start from scratch, fall in love again but I would never allow that.

After bringing her down from her high, releasing her from the confines, she passed out in my arms, sexually sated and weak.

Making my way to my office, my steps faltered when I saw Malik in there. His eyes were transfixed on the monitor to which the silk room was displayed through the camera hidden in the mirror.

“Malik!” I barked, making him jump.

“Shit, you scared me.”

Clearly, the prick!

“What the fuck are you doing in here, watching that room?”

He shifted, stalling to answer. I beat down the impending urge to choke him until he answered. “It’s my job to monitor the house cameras.” He shrugged.

I pinned him with a deadly glare before stalking towards him. Leaning over the desk, I inhaled deeply. “She’s mine and your interest isn’t going unnoticed. I warn you now. Lose it!”

His eyes widened. Standing, he held his hand up. “Lose what?” he fumbled to say.

I prodded my finger in his chest. “Any temptation to watch us, to butt your nose in to business not concerning you. I won’t warn you again. You forget your place. Now get the fuck out my office.”

Dropping his eyes to the floor, he dragged himself from my office. The cunt needed to find a woman to get off on. I snatched up my cell and dialed Hunter’s number. He could come to dinner, bring a few dinner guests, one to milk Malik’s cock for him. It would be good for Star to see that my friends knew where she belonged and that she should accept her place with me instead of acting like a brat.

HIS EYES SIMMERED AS THEY roamed over me. I gulped at the intense lust he radiated. Looking down on myself, trying to see me as he saw me, I smiled and ran my palms over the deep red silk. It occurred to me when I had seen the dress laid out on the bed for me to wear that it matched the red silk in the basement he had taken me in earlier. To say that my body had not only succumbed to him but had come to life under him was an understatement.

My memories wouldn’t allow me to compare him to past lovers but I knew the connection we had sexually was powerful, both of us feeding each other as we consumed what the other gave.

He stalked across the room towards me, making me bring my gaze back to him. His expression was stern and it made me shiver. His finger gently tipped my chin back so my eyes were secured under his own stare. “Red suits you. However, it makes me want to spoil your perfection. Incites in me the need to break you.”

My eyes widened. “Do you want me to change?”

He smirked at me, his hand now sliding down the front of me, his finger dipping into the cleavage my underwear produced. “I want to tear you out of it and fuck you until you drown in your own climax.”

I nodded slowly, my heart galloping as my womb squealed in delight, demanding that he perform his declaration. I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat and licked at my dry lips. “Perhaps I should keep it on then.”

His own eyes widened at my bold tease. “Patience heightens the pleasure, Belle. I promise to make the wait worthwhile.” I had no doubt he would keep his promise.

He took a step back and held out his hand. Slipping my fingers through his, he curled his own around mine and led me from the room.