Page 71 of Possession

“Aye. But she doesn’t know this world or its rules.”

He turns and leaves. I think about his words. I’ve never really sat down with Ava and explained this life to her. But I can’t second guess myself. I have the final word. I told her she was expected to obey without question. Upstairs Marco is sitting on a chair outside her door.

“Sir,” he stands when I approach.

“How is she?”

“She was screaming for a while but has since stopped.”

“That will be all.” I take the key and open her bedroom door. I hear the shower running. I walk to the bathroom. I stop when I hear her voice.

“I fucking hate you. I can’t stop thinking of you. I want you inside of me.”

At first, I think she is talking with someone. I’m ready to break the door down. I slowly open the door. She is under the shower head caressing herself. She couldn’t look more beautiful. I strip down ready to give her what she wants.

“Viktor,” she moans, sliding her finger inside.

I can’t take it. In the shower, I turn her to face me. I think she is going to say something, argue, or tell me to get out. But she doesn’t. Instead, she pulls me to her and crushes her lips on mine. It’s ferocious, demanding. I try to pick her up but she slaps my hands. I am going to respond when she drops to her knees. On her knees, she stares at me. She is hungry. It’s carnal. She is mercilessly putting me in her mouth. She sucks me like I am her favorite popsicle.

“Fuck Ava,” I groan. I hold myself with an arm on the wall. She has barely been on her knees and I find myself close to the edge. “I’m going to come.”

She doesn’t stop. She just continues, determined to get what she wants. Her eyes smile in gratification. I will not submit to her. In one swoop I bring her to her feet. She licks her lips making me harder. I pick her up and leave the shower. I throw her on the bed. Her eyes don’t leave mine. I go to her closet. I take two rope belts hanging by the door. I walk back out and she is staring at my every move.

“Slide up to the headboard.” She gives me a questioning look. “Now.” I walk over to one side and tie her first hand. She looks at me like it doesn’t phase her what I am doing. I walk over to the other side and do the same. “This should keep you out of trouble.” I walk to the front of her bed. “You are so fucking beautiful and infuriating. You have disobeyed me. Do you know what happens when you do?” She doesn’t speak. “Answer Ava.”

“Punish me.” Her voice is low and full of arousal.

“What am I going to do with you?”

Chapter Forty

Ava

The question isn’t lost on me.What am I going to do with you?I wonder about that myself all the time. It’s moments like these I feel confused the most. I'm pissed because he treats me like his property but I'm turned on by him wanting to control me. A surge of electricity runs through me. I don’t understand it but I crave it. How can I hate and love his desire to control me? He takes a step back. I see the lust pouring out of him as he stares.

“You look so fucking beautiful.” His voice makes my skin tingle. He walks over to my dresser. The sound of an opening drawer perks my ears since I can’t see what he is doing. “I'm going to show you my world, Baby girl.” He walks over holding a long, black silk sock. He covers my eyes. Instantly my other senses are heightened. “Take a moment to think about what you have done wrong.”

I hear his footsteps. Where the hell is he going? I hear the door to my bedroom open and close. The bedroom is so quiet I’m sure I could hear a pin drop. The air feels cold making my nipples hard. I try to pull my arms free but the restraints won’t give. There is a heat building inside of me. I crave to be touched by him. Finally, I hear the door open and footsteps again.

“Good girl, you haven’t moved.” I hear the smirk on his voice. I hear things being set on my nightstand. “Where should I start?”

“Viktor,” I start.

“Have I given you permission to speak?” His voice is deep.

“No.”

“Let’s go over the rules. You are to not speak unless spoken to. At any time if you want to stop just say stop.” I feel his breath near me. “Is that clear?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl. I will never do anything to hurt you. I am only going to give you pleasure.”

The bed dips. His body is radiating heat. I feel his lips on mine. It is sweet, even tender. He softly bites my bottom lip. He continues down to my neck. The temperature of the bedroom is increasing rapidly. My body is screaming to be touched. But the only touching I am receiving is the soft bites.

“Please,” I beg.

“If you don’t obey me, I will have to discipline you.” His tongue begins to lick down to my breasts.

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