Page 19 of The Labyrinth

I shook my head, swinging around to put my feet on the floor. “I won’t come back, because you’re coming with me. There’s no reason for me to come here again.”

“I…what?” Rissa’s mouth dropped open in a perfect “o” and I so badly wanted to shove my cock inside, and fill that hole to the brim.Later. Later, I would do just that.

I put my shoes back on, trying to act nonchalant all the while my heart threatened to escape my chest. I met her bright gaze, commanding her with every word I spoke. “I’m bringing you back to my house, where you’ll be my personal pet. When I want to fuck you, you’ll let me fuck you. When I tell you to do something, you’ll do it. If I tell you to not do something, you’ll never look in that direction again. Understood?”

“I…um…yes.” A crease furrowed in Rissa’s forehead. If only she knew what she was agreeing to.

“Good. In exchange you have my word that no one else will lay a hand on you.”Over my dead body…I walked past Rissa, turning at the entrance to the cell. “Are you ready?”

I wasn’t sure what I was asking for. Was she ready to leave? To live a lifetime as my pet? To be fucked, broken, shattered into a million pieces? There were many questions inside that one, and I didn’t know which one I was looking for an answer to. But all the same, Rissa nodded, never once flinching away from my direct gaze.

I had to turn away so she wouldn’t see the unbidden smile cross my face. There were a thousand and one things I wanted to do to Rissa, and she had inadvertently just agreed to all of them.

Chapter9

Rissa

Iwas mad at Ten, but I couldn’t bring myself to be as furious as I knew I should be. Did I want him? Yes, absolutely. Even though I knew I shouldn’t. But I didn’t want it to be like that. Although now that it was over, I couldn’t bring myself to be upset about any of it except for the fact Ten hadn’t listened to me when I said “no.”

Because even he knew I meantyes.

But his cock…I had never felt anything like it. I felt every ridge, every barb, and they stung and hurt in the most delicious ways.

But the way he fucked you…Like he possessed me, body and soul. Like he knew exactly what I wanted and wasn’t afraid of giving it to me. Like he wanted to break every bone in my body and stitch me back together in the space of minutes.

I wanted him again. I didn’t want him to touch me.I needed his cock like I couldn’t believe.He was despicable, and I’d rather stay in the camps than go home with him. I couldn’t differentiate between truth and lies. All I knew was that Ten’s life and mine were inextricably tangled together, and I wasn’t sure Iwantedto understand. Maybe it was safer to just accept it for what it was. Ten had just assaulted me in a way I thoroughly enjoyed. He was taking me back to his house, likely to be a sex slave. And for the first time in my life, I preferred the devil I didn’t know to the one I did.

“Are you coming?”

I snapped my head up, lost in the wheel of thoughts spinning around in my brain. “Huh?”

A shirtless Ten stopped ahead of me in the hallway.He really did cut a fine figure without his shirt on…His abs rippled across the planes of his stomach, and a thick black tattoo wound its way across his chest, snaking up his neck and down his shoulder. I kind of wanted to explore it further, to ask him what the designs meant. But it didn’t seem like the wisest choice. Especially now, as he shook his head at me.

“I asked if you were coming. You’re slow. I’d rather get out of here without too many questions. You dragging your feet isnotaiding the situation.”

I rolled my eyes. “What doesn’taid the situationis the fact you’re two feet taller than I am, and basically running down the hall. Do you really expect me to be able to keep up with you?”

“Don’t talk back to me, Rissa,” he warned. “That’ll only end in one way.”

“Mmph…” I muttered, starting to walk again. “It’s not like it’s the first time I’ve given you attitude.”

Ten stayed still, and when I walked into his solid body, he stuck his knuckle under my chin, and forced me to look up at him. I stared into the deep dark pools of his eyes, wondering what emotions he hid behind those shadows. Every time I thought I had figured a piece of him out, he did something to make my head spin in a completely different direction. Like saving me from Grey, then immediately claiming me as his own. Telling me I was going home with him to do exactly what he asked, when he asked, but offering me his shirt. I couldn’t get a solid read on him. He was a mystery, and I found myself desperate to know more.

“This isn’t the first time you’ve given me sass, no. But it’s the first time you’ve done so while you’ve beenmine. I expect certain things from my toys, deliciae. Respect is one of them. So youwillrespect me, and you willnotspeak back to me. Are we understood?”

I tugged at his fingers on my chin, trying to pull away.

Ten’s gaze narrowed and his grip tightened. “I said, are we understood?”

“Yes,” I spat out.

He smiled. I couldn’t tell if the twist of his dark lips was happy or satisfied or something different altogether. “Yes, what?”

“Yes, I understood you?” I huffed. What the fuck was he looking for from me?

“You’re forgetting your place, deliciae,” he whispered, stroking my chin with his finger. The fingers that had just been inside me, twisting and pulsing, pushing me toward release. “Yes, Masteris the response you’re looking for.”

My eyes widened. “You can’t be serious.”

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