Panic rose inside her like a sharp blade, and she renewed her thrashing as he pushed one of her wrists into a leather cuff lined with fleece. “No. Let me go, you bastard.”
Shane ignored her demands and protests as he fastened the cuff before subduing her enough to secure her other wrist. Mia tugged at the restraints forcefully, determined to escape. “Untie me. I’m not into this kinky shit.”
Shane’s lips twitched. “Relax, honey. There’s no ‘red room of pain’ anywhere in the house.” He licked his lips. “We could add one if it pleases you, though.”
She glared at him, still tugging at the cuffs. Though lined, they still cut into her flesh as she struggled. “Fuck you.”
He sighed. “I had planned to spend most of the night doing just that, honey, but plans have changed.”
She narrowed her eyes, not trusting him. “Why?”
“You’re a virgin.” He laughed darkly. “Or you were. I’m sure that tight little pussy is still tender, so I’m going to be sweet and pamper it for the rest of the night.” His expression darkened. “Not that you’ve done anything to earn consideration or tenderness. You’ve been a fucking bitch the whole time.”
“Being kidnapped makes me completely forget my manners.”
He grinned. “I like your sharp tongue, baby, and I can’t wait to see what other talents it possesses besides witty retorts.”
She froze, nausea churning in her stomach at the thought. She hadn’t had a man’s penis in her mouth for four years, and she liked it that way. “Stay away from me.”
“Do I need to gag you, baby? You can scream all you want, but I’m getting tired of the impotent threats. Can you behave or do I need to shove a gag into your mouth?” He lifted his penis and wiggled it slightly in her direction. “Or maybe something else to keep you quiet?”
Mia snapped her mouth closed with an audible click.
He nodded in satisfaction. “That’s better. You keep quiet like that and be a good girl. You do that, and you’ll be rewarded.”
“I don’t want anything from you,” she said softly, afraid to speak too forcefully lest risk the threatened gag or forced oral sex. She ruthlessly squashed the voice in the back of her mind whispering that he could give her something that would be very rewarding.
He lifted a shoulder. “We’ll see.” His intent became clear when he slid down her body to pull her legs apart. Mia whimpered and tried to kick free, but he pressed her thighs to the bed with what seemed like no effort at all. When he lowered his head, she braced herself for the worst thing he’d done to her that night.
3
He kept her legs pinned to the bed with his upper body and one arm, but with his other hand dipped inside her folds to stroke and explore, breaching her barriers as an advanced guard for his invading mouth. The pleasure assaulted her, making her squeeze her thighs to try to block his touch.
She wanted to beg him to stop, but she wouldn’t give him the pleasure of hearing it.
Mia turned her head as the bed shifted, squeezing her eyes shut. When he breathed against her mound, she couldn’t stop her breath from quickening. Clenching her hands into fists, she held herself taut as two of his fingers parted her lips, and his tongue touched her folds a moment later.
She jumped at the shock of the contact. It was more intense than she had expected, and the gentle way he licked her had her fighting twice as hard not to relax. If she loosened her resisting muscles, she might end up having an orgasm, and that shame would be unbearable.
Shane seemed to be in no hurry as he explored her. Each slow, careful stroke made her tremble. Mia dug her nails into her palms and used all her anger to keep her muscles locked. The taste of copper filled her mouth when she bit down on her tongue to keep from moaning as he circled her clitoris, focusing on the bundle of nerves that sent sharp sparks of electricity through her with every touch.
It felt so good that it was horrible. Mia didn’t know how she could hold out against him. Her first experience with a man tasting her was proving to be a lot harder to fight than she had expected. She couldn’t keep her stomach from tightening and her thighs from twitching when he sucked gently on the sensitive nub.
He concentrated solely on pleasing her with his mouth, apparently keeping with his intention to “pamper” her after he stole her virginity. Knowing the kind of man touching her didn’t keep the touch from feeling good. Hating him with every scrap of her being, she glared at his head between her thighs. Mia had to bite her tongue again at the unexpected way the sight aroused her.
Her muscles were relaxing, and Mia knew she was losing the battle to keep from coming. Shane seemed to sense it too, because he started to lick her faster. The heat in her belly moved lower, and she was almost on the edge of surrendering when she froze. His finger pressed lightly against her anus, and the violation was like ice-water.
Mia panicked. She started thrashing and kicking him, adrenaline and his distraction aiding her in freeing her trapped legs from his body. His grunt and cursing didn’t dissuade her, and she couldn’t make herself stop fighting him as he leaned over her, trying to pin her legs to the bed with his body. “No. Get off me. You’re not doing that to me. Never again.”
He loomed so close, his face was suddenly all she could see. Mia gasped when he squeezed her throat with one of his hands. She could still breathe, but the reduction of oxygen helped bring clarity for some reason. Stilling beneath him, she looked at him with wide, fearful eyes, awaiting his reaction. Blood poured from his nose, and she got a dark thrill of savage delight to know she had injured him. She was sure to pay for it, of course.
Her juices still gleamed on his face, making her stomach turn, and she looked away from the sight of his blood mingling with proof of her arousal. “Just kill me,” she rasped.
His grip tightened reflexively before loosening. “That wouldn’t please either of us, Mia.”
To her surprise, he reached up to undo her hands.
“You need some rest.” He rolled off the bed and stood.
