Page 35 of Her Dark Promise

I looked over his injuries and found that he had a rather nasty cut along his arm—no, multiple cuts around his body. Indents in his skin where my nails dug into him. Dried blood on the back of his head where he hit it on the ground. All of these injuries were just from the fight? He was in worse condition than I thought.

I scoffed, the fool. I tried to warn him to wait until he got his strength back before he tried to fight me head-on.

I nudged him with my foot, ready to play, but it didn’t work. I allowed him to sleep for an entire day which was more than enough time. At this point, I was being generous. I knew he wasn’t dead because I could see the faint movement of his chest rising and falling.

I took a step back and continued to ogle him.

I couldn’t help but rove my eyes further down until they stopped on the appendage beneath his trousers. I could see its outline through them and had to bite my bottom lip to keep from moaning. My thoughts grew darker by the second.

I was a mess, a filthy mess. I’d just tortured him, and now wanted to undress him to get a better look. Could I handle another plaything? He was stronger–willed than Callum. He’d be a problem.

I’d have to break him.

“What to do with you first?” I pondered.

I hadn’t thought further than making the choice that he had to stay. I couldn’t give him the same allowances as the others. He wasn’t necessarily my prisoner, but he wasn’t exactly free to choose to leave.

Such a conundrum.

I kneeled on the ground and slapped his cheek hard enough to sting.

I chuckled as he was startled awake. “So, have you given up then?”

He narrowed his eyes. “I gave my word that if you won then you could do whatever you want with me. I am nothing without my word.”

He shuffled around, and reached for something near him when he thought that his words had distracted me enough.

“So, that isn’t a weapon clenched in your left hand just waiting for me to let my guard down?” I asked while pointing to the hand closest to the window.

He tightened his hold. “I can’t be too careful around you. I don’t trust you.”

“Neither do I. Lucky for you, you don’t have to trust me as you are my new pet, and I quote, ‘you can do whatever you want with me.’ And believe me, the possibilities are running rampant through my mind.” I lowered my voice as I took a step toward him. “Let’s test it.”

“Test what?”

“If you can do what you’re told, like a good boy. Take off your clothes.” I licked my lips and found him following the movement.

He did as he was told and lifted up his shirt until it was no longer tucked in. He grabbed the hem and pulled it up and over his head, dropping it to the floor. I looked down at his trousers, and I could see him begin to snarl, but he did as he was told.

I rubbed my legs together and could feel my breath shortening. I wondered if he felt the same way. I turned around and exaggerated my hips as I walked to my chair. I looked over my shoulder enough to see that he was breathing rather heavily, looking me up and down. With a smile, I sat down.

“On your hands and knees.” We stared at each other, but he still didn’t move. “If you won’t listen to simple instructions then—”

Without another word, he got on his hands and knees without taking his eyes away from mine.

“Crawl to me.” He gritted his teeth together so dramatically that it was a wonder that he didn’t chip a tooth.

He crawled. One hand and foot in front of the other. His hips swayed as he moved, muscles shifting under his weight. He crawled until he was directly in front of me. I reached down next to the chair where I had set a collar down and fastened it around his neck, which was connected to a leather rope. His eyes widened, and he tried to back away from me when I grabbed the leash and pulled him back to me until our mouths were almost touching.

“Bark.”

He growled. “Fuck you.” I leaned forward and bit his lip hard. He hissed. “Do your worst, girl,” wincing from the pain as blood appeared.

I licked my lips and swallowed his metallic blood.

“Girl? You clearly don’t know who you’re talking to.”

“Enlighten me, because I think that I am looking at someone completely out of their mind.”

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