Page 45 of Broken Surrender
“No, but why did we train my ass, then?”
“Because I wanted to.”
An arrogant grin covered my face. Lena clenched her teeth, but then a smile flitted over her lips too. I continued: “I enjoy knowing that other men want to break you too. That they desire you in a way that I’ve seen, over and over again, watching you quake with powerlessness.” I came closer, holding a hand behind her head, and she leaned into my touch, surrendering herself. “But when it comes to pleasure or pain, no one will ever be able to make you come like I can. Whether it’s by blackmail, force, or your own desire to obey me—I own you, Lena.”
Her lips hung open in arousal. “You do, sir,” she whispered. I grabbed my dick through my pants;fuck,she was hot.
Using her hair as my grip, I forced her over the bed, pressing her head into the comforter. She immediately spread her legs and I hiked up the dress, the satin fabric bunching around her waist. I pulled out my dick, shoving it inside of her pussy. She moaned, tossing her head back, and I fucked her hard, ramming into her cervix, making every pulse of my hips count. She would remember who I was, even when this was over. No one would ever fuck her like I did. And every time a man entered her, she’d think of me. She arched her back, her cry of arousal mixed with desperation. Her lips quivered. Desire surged through me. I pulled out, removing a dildo from the side table, then penetrated her pussy with the toy while I pressed my wet dick inside of her ass. She was filled up, moaning, wiggling against me, and I moved my cock and the toy out of sync, letting her experience just how used up she was.
“Is this what you wanted, puppet?” I whispered in her ear. “To be offered like a slut to everyone who came by. To be used up. To show them what a whore you are. You want to be used by everyone, but I own your body, don’t I, puppet?Iam the only one who can make you come.”
“Desmond,” she said, her voice breathless.
“I own you, Lena. Everything about you is mine. When you surrendered yourself to my demands, you gave up everything you thought you wanted. And now, you only want me. To please me. To honor me. To respect me. And in the end, I’ll give you the world. Do you understand that?” I held her by the neck, forcing myself inside of her, shoving the dildo deep in her pussy. “I ownyou,Milena.”
She shuddered out a cry at her real name, her body convulsing with heat. As soon as I saw her twitch like that, I was done for. I pulled out, my come dripping on her back. I rubbed it in as I pulsed, admiring her soft skin.
As our breathing mellowed, she was careful about the mess, lying on her stomach, trying not to get anything dirty. But I flipped her over, making her face me. I didn’t care about dirty sheets. I wanted to see her. And I wanted her to relax.
“The only reason I agreed to offer you was because I didn’t give a shit about you.”
Her eyes flicked back and forth between mine, reading my unspoken words. I cared now, a lot more than I wanted to admit. And that meant not putting her in an offering where she might get truly hurt, or killed.
“What if it jeopardizes your entry into the Marked Blooms Syndicate?” she asked, her words cautious.
I narrowed my eyes, daring her to question me again. “Trust me, Milena. I will figure it out.”
Though it would be much easier with the Marked Blooms Syndicate’s assistance, I wasn’t going to bow down if I was rejected as a member. There would always be another way to murder the last target. But when it came to the only two people I cared about, I wasn’t going to sacrifice them to some screwed-up ritual.
Soon, Lena fell asleep, but I stared at the ceiling, thinking of everything that I needed to do, if that was my final decision. If I didn’t have the Marked Blooms Syndicate’s help, then I would have to move on. Get close in a different way. Take it when they were least expecting it.
And part of that had to do with setting the plan in motion. Destroying it from the inside.
I texted my lawyer:Got the signature and the documents notarized,I lied.
It would only be a matter of time. Soon, every last one of them would be dead.
CHAPTER 15
Lena
In the morning, Desmond returned to the master bathroom wrapped in a towel. My jaw gaped. His toned arms and legs. His rippled torso. His dark hair and eyes. But something was off. Usually, he acknowledged me, soaking me in, but now he stared off into space.
“What’s up?” I asked. “You look like you’re upset.”
He wrinkled his brow. “Why would I be?”
I let out a breath. Maybe I was overreacting, reading things that weren’t there. It was hard for me to keep that in check sometimes.
“Nothing,” I said. I flipped over on the bed. “Let’s eat breakfast in that movie lounge. Your sister can join us.”
He groaned, pretending to be annoyed. But after I showered and dressed, quickly running next door for my clothes, he knocked on her bedroom door and we sat in the lounge, eating pancakes and scrambled eggs. Corinne talked the entire time, mostly about how muchZombies Versus Sharks 2sucked, while I argued why I liked it. And at one point, Desmond even defended it too. I had no idea that he had been watching from afar.
Afterward, Corinne went back to her bedroom, and I followed Desmond to his office. As silly as it was, I wanted to do something for Corinne. If she had been hiding for five years, there must have been something I could do for her that Desmond couldn’t.
“What does Corinne want?” I asked. “Like,reallywants. More than anything.”
Desmond scratched his chin. “She’s been talking about going to Hawaii since she was a kid. I always thought that I’d buy her a beach.”
