A Deal in Darkness (Dark and Devilish #2)

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LEATHER AND LACE

ENZO

T he wine spirals around my glass, and its violet and crimson hues move with a fluidity that catches the imagination. The taste of blackberries and raspberries lingers at the back of my mouth and my palate's craving a new flavor.

Adriana pouts and stabs another piece of pasta, weaponizing her cutlery. It grates against the plate and she's far from happy. She's slumped over her food, hiding her body when it should be on display for me in the lingerie I demanded she put on. My insistence on standards being maintained hasn't helped her current mood, but it isn't the cause of it.

My girl is upset.

Usually, I wouldn't give a shit but yet again I'm feeling something I don't like. It's empathy and it's a damned inconvenience.

I'm riled by the infuriating, bratty girl who's affecting me in ways I can't control.

“Baby?”

She huffs and rolls her eyes.

“Communicate honestly with me or I’ll spank it out of you.”

“Why are you always so vile?”

I force a cough and she adds the title I've grown accustomed to her using.

“Is it about this morning, Adriana?” I take a mouthful of wine as she turns a pleasing shade of crimson. “You'll enjoy having my cock in your ass. I'll make it feel good. You don't...”

It's something else. I'm justifying my desires to my submissive and it's unnecessary. The girl is driving me to distraction and the urge to fix this has me breaking all my rules. Years of callous, ruthless selfishness fade into selfless desperation as I search for the reason Adriana's upset with me.

It's sickening .

“Tell me, baby. We'll talk it out.”

Her eyes narrow as she pulls herself upright. “Were you going to tell me you stalked me at university?” Her head tilts and she thinks she's scored a point. “You fucking ruined every chance I ever had with anyone else, didn't you?”

I nod, admitting an obvious truth.

“Why would you do that? Why scare off every other man while not making any attempt to woo me? I bet you hurt them, too. You're sick. I never stood a chance, did I?”

I smirk, amused that she thinks I'd consider wooing her. “Adi, there wasn't a fucking chance I was going to let some asshole get between us and I didn't woo you—as you put it—because I didn’t need to. I thought you were special, but I needed to be sure, and I made a move as soon as I was. You agreed to our deal and, for the record, I didn't engineer your lack of job offers.”

She pouts and drinks her wine, ignoring the fucking expensive vintage as she downs it like it's tap water.

“You're still fucking stalking me, aren't you?”

I tip my head and try to soften my expression, hoping she'll stop before I lose my shit.

“Is my boss one of your minions, too? Is that why she used magic or crap around me today?”

“Adi, I never sent...”

“Don't fucking lie, Lorenzo. I'm so done with being treated like an idiot. I felt her use it. It was creepy, really fucking creepy. Like that time at the river when you screwed me over.”

I know the day and the spell she's referring to. Petrificus is an unusual spell but not a difficult one and if someone's using it around Adriana, then I want to know why the fuck they're messing with my girl.

“Adriana, I didn’t send anyone to work in your office. As far as I know, Emily's human. I swear, baby, I had nothing to do with this, but it's important that I know. Do you want to hear what I say to Byron?”

She arches her eyebrow, crosses her arms and huffs.

I call the demon, taking a chance that this won't make her feel even worse.

“You're on speaker,” I snarl. “Adriana thinks her boss was using magic around her. It sounds like Petrificus, but I got fuck all read on Emily when I met her. I need you to look into her, Byron. Figure it out. Quickly.”

He growls. “I checked the employee list before she started, Enzo. It looked safe and no one flagged on any list I've access to. Do you think this is part of something bigger?”

“Maybe,” I reply before he says anything else. “Just look into it and do whatever it takes to keep her safe.”

“On it. Anything else you want to add to my growing task list?”

“Get it done, Byron. I'll consider rewarding you when it's over.”

I hang up and Adriana tosses her long blond hair.

“That doesn’t prove anything.”

I’m going to have to spank her if she doesn’t stop behaving like a goddamn brat. It’ll bring her back into line, but more importantly, it’ll give me the release I need. She’s winding me up and it won’t take much more before I snap. I’m close and it’s vexing.

Adriana huffs and returns to pushing her pasta around her plate.

“Why me?”

“Because you’re special, Adi. I’d have done anything to have you. I wanted you and now I have you, and you can have whatever you want in return.”

“Except a choice.”

I smile. “Choice is overrated. It’s an illusion. You don’t have a choice within my presence, but outside of it, you can have anything and everything you want, baby.”

Her mouth twitches, and she finds her center. My girl’s temper is cooling and although she’s hurt, she’s swayed by the promise of what I can offer. Adriana likes the idea of having options, and I think I can let her have some choice within what I’ll tolerate.

“You can have a choice tonight.”

Adriana’s eyes flick up to mine and those innocent, pale blue irises flood with hope and excitement. This could be a fun game for us to play—one that gives us both a thrill and makes her a more compliant submissive.

“I can?” Her voice trembles, wondering what the catch is.

“If you want it, baby. We can add in choices if that turns you on.”

She blushes and her lips part. Adriana loves the idea and I enjoy watching a submissive caught in a predicament. It’s a different kind of agony to pain, but it fuels my desire just as much.

“What do you want, Enzo?” She swallows. “In return?”

“Nothing,” I reply. “We’re going to do something new tonight and you can pick between two things, sweet girl. Daddy’s either going to fuck that tight little ass of yours or he’s going to tie you up and flog you.”

She crosses her legs and shifts her weight as she shrieks.

Adriana couldn’t be less subtle if she tried.

I can smell her wetness dripping from that sexy little cunt of hers and my girl is turned the fuck on. Her head turns away and then she darts her eyes back to mine, shocked and excited in equal measure. Terrified but thrilled.

She wants this.

She wants me.

And I’ve never felt so goddamn euphoric.

“I…”

“You wanted choice, baby girl. Don’t disappoint Daddy now.”

Adriana blushes and tilts her head, trying to look innocent and adorable. She is and she does indeed look cute as hell, but it won’t get her out of this. My girl asked for something and now she has to learn to deal with the consequences of her decision, and it’s fucking glorious to watch her agonize over which option to choose.

My dick’s turned to stone and it’s practically soaking my trousers with precum.

Adriana's beautiful blue eyes plead for mercy and find none. I stare back, unmoved and delighting in her tension, until her lip quivers.

“Choose, baby. I'll have fun whichever one you pick.”

She twirls her hair around her finger, playing the adorable and lost girl. “Does it hurt?”

I shake my head. “Neither hurts, but you need to be more specific if you want answers.”

“This isn't fair, Enzo.”

“Daddy,” I remind her. “Don't make me correct you again. I know this isn't fair. It's what makes this so much fucking fun.”

Adriana whimpers and uncrosses her legs, instantly crossing them the other way. Her fingers grip her thighs and the scent of her wet cunt gets stronger.

I might be depraved, but she's not as timid as she seems, and her tastes are far from pure. She's held back by fear—and while I relish it, right now it's becoming an obstruction I could do without.

“I'll only hurt you in ways you enjoy, Adi. A little pain makes the pleasure more intense. I won’t flog you so hard you bleed.”

She pales and I realize that I probably went a little far.

No matter, she’ll adapt and learn to like it. Or not.

“Adi, I can make you come from a whip alone, and I won’t dish out more than you can handle. I won’t fuck your ass so hard that you never want me to do it again. I'm not against forcing you, but I'd prefer it if you were willing. I prefer it when you enjoy yourself.”

She nods and the color returns. I curl my fingers and then pat my lap. Adriana exhales with relief and damn near leaps into my lap. I smirk as she fidgets, finally figuring out that it's my erection that's making it difficult for her to get comfortable.

“Last chance to choose, baby, or I'll choose for you and punish you for disobedience.”

She shrieks and I yank her back into my lap, laughing wildly at her expense. My girl looks over my shoulder one last time and then meets my gaze.

“Whips.” Adriana swallows. “Please, Daddy.”

I grab her clit and rub my fingers against it, eliciting a low moan.

“Good girl. Go upstairs and kneel at the end of my bed. I'll join you soon.”

She drops off my lap and hurries away, nervous and excited and fucking stunning. Her ass looks incredible in the thong and it's a shame I won't be exploring it tonight. My cock jerks at the thought of christening it with my come, but I've made a deal with Adriana and I won't go back on it.

Not unless she asks.

I pour myself another glass and enjoy its full-body flavor. Adriana will be a bundle of nerves by the time I join her, and I doubt she'll be in the correct position. Usually, I'd discipline my submissive for such a fundamental error. But with Adriana, it only makes me want her more.

She's so damn na?ve that corrupting her is a pleasure and her missteps remind me how inexperienced she is. I finish my wine and use a meager amount of magic to clear up. When I get to the bedroom door, I hear Adriana's breathing, ragged and frantic, seeking release.

As expected, she's woefully out of position, knees spread, collapsed chest, arms strewn over the mattress as it takes her weight. Tonight will be a night I won't forget in a long time and I roll my sleeves up before twirling my wrist and summoning the ropes I'll use to bind her.

“Such a good girl for Daddy.”

I twist her hair in my hand and pull her up, putting her in the correct position. The one that pleases me and makes her ass and tits look fucking stunning.

“This is kneeling, baby girl. Remember this position.”

Adriana whimpers and I stroke her hair, letting her calm for a moment.

“Close your eyes.”

My voice is harsh and demands obedience, and Adriana complies without hesitation. I lift her onto the bed and the shadows I command descend, twisting themselves around the ropes.

I’m careful with the knots I tie, ensuring her wrists are bound securely but not too tightly before I lift the ropes into the air and let the shadows pull them above the bed. Adriana gasps as her arms reach up and out, and I trail a finger down her spine.

My girl shudders at my touch, and I hear her pussy clench in anticipation. She’s already primed and when I tie the ropes around her knees and ankles, she moans, taking pleasure from my touch and the hemp holding her in place.

She’s tied to my bed, kneeling with legs apart and arms held high. Ropes fix her legs in place and she can’t drop her weight, forced to bear it on her knees.

“Ready, baby?” I tease.

“Yes,” she trembles. “I’m ready, Daddy.”

I open my hand and a flogger appears. It’s hardly the most vicious whip I own, but it’s an excellent introduction. The lashes will sting more than bite and I can always change it up if this is too easy.

The leather tickles her back and she writhes, testing the rope and realizing there’s no escape. Her fingers wrap around it and she pulls down hard, trying to find a little give. There’s none and her eyes shoot open as the thrill and fear overcome her.

Her hips move as I flick the leather onto her back, touching her as lightly as a feather. She’s sensitive because she’s nervous, and too much of it will dampen her enjoyment.

I pull the flogger back, flick my wrist and smirk as the leather strikes her ass. She gasps and her eyes widen as she clenches her butt and bucks. I flick my wrist and the flogger follows, its leather landing again. Adriana moans as I increase the force a little and I land another quick lash on her other butt.

Adriana’s head tips back in pleasure and my dick jerks in response.

My girl can take more and I’m more than willing to give her just as much as she can handle.

Her ass is turning pink and I stroke her back with the leather, letting the straps catch her with a short, sharp strike every so often. She responds beautifully, moaning or shrieking, and I quicken the pace, landing a series of quick lashes on her ass.

I flick my wrist back to heighten the sting and Adriana screams, caught by surprise. Her ass turns red and I strike again, whipping harder as I rachet up the pain. Every strike sends a bolt of pleasure through my dick and I’m fucking loving the experience of watching Adriana suffer.

“Daddy, that hurts.”

“You’re warmed up, baby girl. Time for Daddy to have some fun.”

Her legs shake and her hands pull against the rope.

I pull my arm back and deliver a lash that has some sting in it. Her back flushes red and Adriana screams, experiencing proper stinging pain.

“You said this wouldn’t hurt, Daddy.”

I laugh low and land another two hard lashes, relishing the crack of the flogger as the leather flies through the air. A different snap rings out as it lands on her skin, each met with a clenching of Adriana’s ass and a scream of pain. It only heightens my pleasure and I’m desperate for more, chasing a high I fucking love.

“I said I’d only hurt you in ways you enjoy, baby girl.”

I move closer and run my fingers through her folds. Adriana’s fucking dripping and I pinch her clit, eliciting another scream. I thrust two fingers inside her, knuckles deep, and they’re glistening with her arousal when I bring them to my mouth.

“So damn sweet, baby.”

I make damn sure Adriana can hear me tasting her and turn the flogger around. I run the handle over her, letting her grind against it before plunging it inside her.

“Daddy,” she breathes.

“Tell me you love this, baby.”

She moans and I apply a little more pressure inside her. “I love this, Daddy. It’s so fucking dirty and I love it.”

I pull the flogger out, thrusting it in and out of Adriana’s cunt and letting her take some pleasure from it. She’s still soaking wet and the heat of her flogging has cooled.

“Ready, baby?”

Adriana trembles and I don’t wait for her to respond. I pull the flogger out of her sexy little pussy, spin, and bring the leather down on her ass. She groans and I don’t stop, lashing her again and again. I strike her ass and her upper back, her thighs, and anywhere I can. She cries as I lash harder, refusing to back down despite her pleas for pause.

The crack as leather lands on her skin is perfect and her head jerks back every damn time. Adriana’s skin is slick with sweat and her back arches as I strike from side to side. The arch of her back increases as her legs collapse beneath her. Adriana’s reaching her limit and I don’t give a fuck. My cock needs release and her pain is my pleasure, and I’m getting off on her screams and thrashes.

I bring the flogger down even harder, and she screams louder.

“A little longer, baby.”

She shakes and I whip her ass, lavishing it with the attention it deserves. It’s crimson, but it’s so damn pretty and a few more strikes turn it a beautiful shade of red.

I twist the flogger and let its straps land between Adriana’s legs. She shrieks and tries to jump as pain explodes through her cunt and clit.

“You’re so fucking hot like this,” I whisper, wrapping my hand around her throat. “I should fuck you like this, baby.”

She moans and nods her head.

“Would you like Daddy’s cock to make your pussy feel good?”

“Please.”

Her voice isn’t even a rasp and my cock so fucking hard it hurts.

“Tell Daddy how much of a slut you are and I might let my cock make it feel better.”

Adriana blinks and her mouth falls open. My girl’s spent after she’s taken a harder flogging than I intended, and she’s going to learn to take more from me. Tonight, and every other night.

“I’m such a slut for Daddy,” Adriana slurs. “A big fucking slut for Daddy’s cock.”

I smirk and my dick throbs, delighted she’s admitted how much she needs a damn good fucking.

The shadows gently lower the ropes holding Adriana’s arms and she sinks onto the mattress, bending at the waist. She sighs and rubs her head against the bed as I undo my trousers, kneeling behind her and delivering a single hard spank to wake her up.

I run the tip of my dick against Adriana’s clit and she bucks, trying to offer me an easier angle. Adriana doesn’t need to and I grab her hip, thrusting into her in one hard, fast movement. My cock slides home and her heat wraps around me, pulling me deeper into her.

Adriana doesn’t need time to adjust and I ram my cock into her pussy, moaning as it grips me, clinging to me with every fucking thrust. Her breathing turns frantic and I spank her ass, bringing her back from the brink of orgasm with a burst of pain.

“Fuck, Daddy.”

“Sluts don’t come without permission.”

I’m enjoying every single thrust. My cock’s in heaven and the wait was worth it. It’ll always be worth it. Adriana’s pussy is so damn perfect and when it tightens again, I know she’s close to climax.

“Please, Daddy.”

“Give me something first, baby.”

“I need to come.”

My pace quickens and Adriana cries out, trying to hold on to whatever reserves of sanity she has left.

“I’ll trust you to…”

I take her weight as her legs give way.

“You can play with my ass.”

I ignore Adriana as frantic moans roll off her chest.

“I’ll let you fuck my ass, Daddy.”

“Come for me, slut.”

I fuck her hard and fast, and she comes on my cock. Her pussy squeezes so damn tight it almost hurts and her breathing turns erratic as pleasure overwhelms my girl. I’m generous enough to drag her climax out and when the peak of her high starts to fade, I let mine build, chasing my orgasm with a relentless determination.

My cock explodes inside her and my balls pump my come into her cunt. I roar as euphoria washes through me, tightening my core and flooding me with ecstasy. I hold my dick inside her, release the binds from around her thighs and we collapse onto the bed, spent and panting.

“Good. Fucking. Girl.”

I pull her onto my chest and stroke her back, holding her as she mews in my arms. Adriana’s spent and she falls asleep in seconds, clinging to me after she loses consciousness. I wrap my arms around her, entirely content and sated. Unusually content.

Adriana’s given me something few have managed. I’m at peace and there’s not a fucking chance I’m ever letting her go. Whoever’s after her will have to pry her from my cold, dead hands before I give her up and I’ll raise Hell before I let that happen.