Page 175 of Fractured Devotion
“And now?” I murmur, my voice softer, like smoke seeping through a crack.
“Now I’m already lost,” he admits, his voice breaking.
I lean down again, pressing my mouth to his, slow and claiming, tasting the confession on his lips.
He kisses me back like a man drowning.
When I pull back, I look into his eyes and speak with certainty. “You’re going to give me every name, every file, and everything you’ve ever buried.”
He nods, barely.
“And you’re going to do it willingly.”
He gives another nod, his breath shaking.
“Because if you don’t,” I say, my voice sinking to a dangerous whisper, “I will end you in ways even you can’t imagine.”
His eyes darken, not with fear. But with surrender.
“Yes, Celeste,” he says.
And this time, I know he means it.
Because I have him exactly where I want him.
The chains may hold his body.
But now, I hold everything else.
His secrets.
His loyalty.
His heart.
And I intend to use every part of it.
I don’t release him. Not yet.
Instead, I lift myself off him, dragging out every inch with deliberate cruelty. He groans at the loss, his body twitching in overstimulated shock.
I watch him carefully, admiring the way he looks beneath me—sweat-soaked, spent, utterly wrecked, and still bound.
I slide off the bed, moving with languid precision, unhurried as I step away to retrieve a knife from the nearby table. The room still smells of sex and sweat, thick with the evidence of what we just did.
His eyes widen when he sees the glint of the blade.
“Celeste,” he rasps, his voice hoarse.
“Relax,” I murmur, approaching slowly, the knife held loosely in my fingers.
I climb back onto the bed, straddling him again, the bare skin of my thigh rubbing against his trembling body. His cock is still sensitive, twitching with every subtle brush of my body.
I press the cool blade to his collarbone, dragging it down his chest and tracing over the lines I marked with my nails earlier.
He shudders violently but doesn’t flinch away, watching me with dark, blown pupils, his breathing ragged.
“You’re going to remember exactly how it felt to lose every shred of power you thought you had.”
