Page 47 of Code of Captivity

Liar, you starved a child and treated her worse than an animal.

The rage in his voice reverberated. It was so potent that I hit pause. All that emotion he kept pent up, but this was on my behalf. I put the phone on his pillow to crawl on top of him and lay on his chest, my legs falling on either side of him. His hands ran down my hair and spine to rest where my tattoo was. A reminder of who I was because the collar he placed around my neck wasn't enough for him.

“This is where I was tonight, Bunny, and I needed to shower to get their stench off me before I came to you,” he said so tenderly that I gripped his shoulder as the inevitable tears began.

“I’m sorry—” I began to say, but he cut me off.

“Shhh. You know I will enjoy punishing you for it. You can apologise then,” he said, stroking my bunny tail.

I sniffed and wiped my tears away before resting my head on his shoulder.

“Thank you, Master,” I choked out.

I didn't need to ask if they were dead. His vow to be my only monster was enough for me. He wanted it all, like an obsessive wolf stalking his rabbit prey, watching and waiting to devour me in every possible manner. Yet, I didn't feel like his victim.

“You were always destined to be mine, Bunny,” he murmured against my hair. “And I will kill anyone to keep every single part of you. Even your ghosts.”

This was deadly and a toxic level of possessiveness, but it was mine to own.

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The following morning, I woke up to find I’d slid off him to one side, but my leg rested over his, and his arm was around my waist. It was over. My Aunt and Uncle were dead. I would never see their faces again. My eyes moved to Adrik, studying him in the faint early morning light peeking through the curtains. I couldn't believe the man I thought would destroy me could help heal me. It seemed like a paradox.

I inhaled his fresh, clean scent and decided to get ahead of my upcoming punishment. With a smile, I reached for his cock. It was soft but so very hot. I carefully lifted it to massage his dangling balls, leaning down to cup them before sneaking my other hand to rub his cock. As soon as he began to stiffen, I was between his legs like a heat-seeking missile.

This cruel, brutal monster of a man was mine. He might give me all the pain my body craved, but I knew he would never hurt my heart. It took me years to trust Rurik, but with Adrik, he tried to ruin me, and I felt safe with him.

I held the base of his hardening cock and began to lick him, not a gentle flick of a tongue but hard like him. His single grunt made my pussy contract. I gathered more spit in my mouth before licking him up and down. His balls sat on my palm, and I used my nails to scrape his inner thighs before I wrapped my lips around his cock while massaging his balls. The covers flew off, and his fist gripped my hair, and my dark eyes met his sleepy blue ones.

“This could be regarded as an assault,” he said with a smirk.

I narrowed my eyes at him pushing my mouth down his dick, squeezing his balls before I rubbed my finger against the rough skin between his ass and balls. His smirk vanished, and that dark, monstrous look appeared in its stead. His rage boner always gave me a good time.

“It’s like that. Is it Bunny? If you want to choke on my dick, let’s do it properly,” he snarled, fully awake and incensed, yanking me off his dick by my hair.

He jumped off the bed, still holding my hair, and pulled my head toward him. Within seconds, he had my head dangling off the bed and my legs spread wide apart.

“Naughty fucking Bunny,” he growled and slapped my pussy with each word. “Open!”

I almost closed my legs at the burning, sharp pain. After he pushed my cock into my open mouth, he swatted my pussy another five times. I almost bit down on him for the last two. The beautiful burn between my legs began to glow and spread to my insides.

Blood was rushing to my head, and as I recovered from the intense slapping, my eyes caught sight of his balls. I reached between his legs to fondle them. His groan was everything to me as I remembered what he did to my Uncle and Aunt. No one heard my screams in the shed, and when I was in the house, my Uncle would bring a cloth to stuff into my mouth. One day, I would listen to the entire audio Adrik recorded, but not yet.

I blinked when he pulled his dick out of my mouth. He began to rub it all over my face, chin and forehead, dragging his balls around as if they were an afterthought. I managed to suck one into my mouth, earning another slap—I sucked harder. He pulled me up the bed a little before tapping my chin with his dick.

“Open up, my thirsty fuck Bunny.”

His words were low and husky, but his expression said this would hurt.

I smiled before opening wide.

Chapter 31

Adrik

I should have been thinking about the strategy around the crooked politician but I couldn't get this morning out of my head. Ania was the ultimate headfuck, and I fucking loved it. The game was always afoot, not quite a cat and mouse but the wolf and rabbit. The taste of a red-slapped pussy was unlike any other, and my Bunny was exceptional at riding my face and beard. God, when she—

“Pakhan, are you daydreaming?”

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