For a quick second, fire flashed through her eyes before deflating.
She nodded. “I will. Just please uncuff me.”
I smirked and stepped toward the bed. The closer I got, the stronger the smell coming from her grew. Ignoring it, I brushed her hair out her face. She subtly moved away from my touch. Cutting my eyes into slits, I grabbed her hair and curled it in my fingers. She groaned and shot daggers through me with her honey-colored orbs.
“I like my toys with a little fight to them, you know.” Her lips pressed together tightly. “Fine, I see you still refuse to listen. Looks like the hard way it is.”
Releasing her head, I went into my back pocket and pulled my knife out. Flicking it out, I watched fear move through her eyes. Leering down at her, I ran the blade over her cheek, tracing her jawline.
“I wonder how you would look bleeding for me?” I questioned.
I ran my blade down her neck, causing her to inhale a sharp breath. “Would you like to bleed for me?”
Stubbornly, she stayed quiet.
Grabbing the collar of her shirt, I ran my blade through it, slicing it down the middle. She was braless underneath, giving me a full display of her round breasts. Her chest rose and fell slowly and her stomach quivered. I brushed my blade over her nipple causing it to harden. Her breathing quickened.
I imagined her with my markings over her. “Stop,” she pleaded weakly with an attempt to pull at the cuffs. I knew her body had to be weak from the lack of food and the position she had been trapped in.
“Why should I? I have you at my mercy to do as I please.” She hissed when I nicked under her areola with my blade.
I grinned.
Blood trickled and I leaned down, catching it with my tongue. The metallic taste hit my tongue, sending a rush throughme. She moaned softly and shifted under me. Every atom inside me lit and gushed with desire.
“You’re disgusting,” she strained out.
Her eyes communicated the opposite of her words. When I peeked up at her, desire swirled around her irises. Her cheeks flushed a deeper pink. I locked my teeth around the knife wound and she cried out. Her skin tasted salty on my tongue. Her body trembled under me. She arched into my bite, almost as if she wanted more.
Pulling up, I eyed the imprint of my teeth, now embedded in her skin, bright red and already bruising.
I stepped back from the bed and swiped my tongue over my lips. Closing my knife, I stuck it in my pocket and this time pulled a key out.
Azeira was breathing heavily as I unlocked her cuffs. “Now go clean yourself up, you stink.” She winced, finally lowering her arms. Her muscles were sore and strained from being held up for so long. She slowly lowered her arms and rubbed her raw skin.
I turned to leave.
Lillian was due to bring her something to eat and clothes. It was time for the next phase of my plan. A plan Azeira would play akeypart in.
The sack was yanked off his head and water was thrown on him, causing him to sputter. His eyes shot open and bounced around wildly.
“Nice of you to join us, Jeremy.” He darted his attention to me. His head shook side to side vigorously.
“Now, I thought I made myself clear the last time we talked. I expected my payment in full. Do you have it?”
“Kairus, please. Please. I have some of it, but if you give me a few more weeks, I can get it all!” he begged through chattering teeth.
“Tsk, tsk.” I walked to him and cocked my fist back, slamming it into his cheek. He grunted and his head fell forward.
“Do you think I’m a fucking joke?” I growled. “Maybe I should carve that pretty little girl of yours up and scatter her body around the city and make it like a scavenger hunt for you to find.”
He lifted his head, blood dripped from his mouth. “Please, my daughter. No.” He coughed.
“Oh, maybe I should sell her and make my money back that way. I bet she would go for a pretty penny.”
“No.”
Again, I punched him. “I’m tired of playing games with you.” I stepped back. “Bring her in.”
