Chapter Nine #2
“I know what your brother has done to me. He’s tied me to a bed. He’s locked me in a cage. But he’s also comforted me. He’s saved my life. I know he’s not an evil man. But he’s not a good man either. And now I’m worried about you. About this situation. What it means exactly.”
“I never asked you to worry. I don’t need your help. I’m right where I want to be.” Katya sounds sure of herself, leaving no room to objection. If Katya is telling the truth, then I can’t help her.
But that doesn’t mean I’m ok with any of this.
“I want you to leave now,” she says. “I’m tired. I need to rest.”
“It doesn’t bother you that I’ll be walking around this house while you’re kept in this room?”
For the first time since finding her, Katya hesitates. “Just go. Please. I never asked you to be here.”
If I stay in here and badger Sofiya, I won’t be any better than Dimitri. She deserves to make her own choices so, with no other option, I walk out of the room and shut the door behind me.
But before I can close the bookcase, I can sense someone behind me. Whirling around, I come face to face with Dimitri.
And he looks angry.
“What are you doing?” he asks.
There’s no point in lying. “Talking to Katya. I found her. What is going on here, Dimitri?”
“I told you to not ask questions about my sister and yet you went and did this anyway?”
“Just tell me. Why is she kept in this room?”
“My sister is fragile. She needs protection. She doesn’t want to be out in the real world. She would prefer to be in there so I give that to her.”
“Then why wouldn’t you just tell me that?”
“Because it’s none of your concern.”
I straighten my shoulders but it doesn’t help me stand up taller. Dimitri still towers over me. “I am your wife now. Don’t you think some of it is my concern?”
“This” – he points to Katya’s bedroom door – “is how I protect her. She became traumatized after our father killed our mother. She couldn’t handle it.
The only thing that calmed her down was being inside her room but even that wasn’t enough.
It was too large. Too much space. So I designed that room for her.
It calms her. It keeps her happy. That is why she is in there. ”
“People think you keep her locked away in a dungeon.”
“I don’t care what other people think,” he grumbles. “Katya is my sister. It’s my duty to protect her and that’s how I do it. I don’t tell people about it because I don’t want anyone thinking she’s a freak. I don’t want anyone judging her for it. So I take the blame. And I’m fine with it.”
“You could have told me this, Dimitri! I would have understood.”
He grabs my arms, not rough but not gentle either, and pulls me in closer to him.
I can’t deny that my body still responds to his touch after everything.
“I didn’t tell you because it wasn’t your concern.
I knew if you found out about Katya, you’d be worried for her.
And I don’t want you to be. I want your mind on me. Not on her.”
“How do I know you’re not just playing mind games with her to keep her in there?”
“She’s not a prisoner. She can leave the room if she wants to.”
“But that’s the thing, Dimitri, she doesn’t want to!”
“Don’t raise your voice at me,” he growls.
“And stop telling me what to do!” I shout, pushing his chest and shoving myself away from him.
“You want me to be yours and yet you lie to me. You should have just told me about Katya. I would have understood. And then I wouldn’t have worried.
But you’re playing mind games with me. You’re making me dependent on you and I’m not sure I like it. ”
“I found you inside my cage. You willingly put yourself there. I didn’t make you do that.”
I try not to flinch but I can’t help myself. “That’s because of you. Because of how you’re making me feel.”
“And how am I making you feel?” His tone is softer. More seductive. More… dangerous.
“Like I can’t even think straight. Like you’re always on my mind. Burrowing yourself inside of me. I want you and yet, I feel like I shouldn’t.”
“I’m your husband. It’s all right to want me.”
“But you’re not a good man.”
“I never claimed to be.”
“I know. But I don’t like you keeping things from me. You should have just been honest with me about Katya. Then I would have understood. I would have accepted it.”
“Now I have explained it to you. And do you accept it? Will you leave Katya alone or are you going to meddle?”
I glance at Katya’s door. “I…”
“It’s an easy answer, Sofiya. She doesn’t want to be let out of that room. She doesn’t need you to save her. So don’t try. I know my sister. I know what she needs and what she needs is to be kept safe. An enclosed space like that keeps her safe.”
“Shouldn’t she be in therapy then? It’s not healthy to stay cooped up in a bedroom all day.”
A dark glint enters his eyes. “My sister doesn’t need therapy. What she needs is me. And I am helping her. She wants to stay in there. Now leave it alone, Sofiya.”
“Or what?” It’s the wrong question to ask. “Or you’ll spank me again?”
Dimitri towers over me. “I have other methods I can use to get you in line.”
I can’t deny that I’m a little afraid and yet… there’s still that element of excitement inside of my body. It tingles being near Dimitri. My body needs him while my mind is at war with him.
In one quick movement, he picks me up and carries me over to the bed. He sets me onto it like a gentle lover would do but I know my husband is anything but.
Before I can even react, Dimitri flips me onto my back, shoves my skirt up and rips my panties down.
That aching throb hits me right between the legs again.
Dimitri doesn’t hesitate to spank me. The sting is almost welcomed at this point.
Strangely, it helps calm me. Dimitri is in control while I feel so out of control.
Each slap to my backside is firm, letting me know who I belong to. Who I shouldn’t question.
I can’t stop myself from letting out moans of pain. It really does hurt. And yet, some of my moans come out sounding like I’m enjoying this when I know that I’m not. At least, I don’t think I am.
Dimitri doesn’t stop spanking me until I can’t take it anymore and I beg him. Beg him to spare me.
“Please,” I cry out. “Please, stop. I’ll be good. I won’t worry about Katya. I didn’t understand the situation.”
“No, you didn’t. You should have just trusted me to handle it. I’ll let you know when you need to know something. Otherwise, don’t let it bother you.”
He makes it sound so easy but I know it’s not. Because Katya is on the other side of that wall. I doubt she can hear us. I could barely hear the music she was playing even when my ear was pressed right up against the wall. Otherwise, I didn’t even know she was there.
“Can she hear us?” I ask.
“No. Now, don’t let Katya bother you. Focus on me. Your husband. Nothing else matters.”
He brings his palm between my legs and I can’t stop myself from grinding my hips down and pressing myself against his hand. He rubs my clit for a moment before pulling his hand away.
“I need to taste you,” he growls. “I’ve waited long enough.”
I gasp as Dimitri flips me onto my back and spreads my legs wide. I can’t even process what’s happening before he puts his mouth between my legs. His eyes catch mine as he runs his tongue along my folds.
A loud moan escapes me and a strong blush covers my face. I know Katya can’t hear us but Ann might be able to. Then again, Dimitri is my husband and there’s nothing wrong with what we’re doing. Yet, why does it feel so taboo?
He lets out a growl as he licks down to my entrance.
“Dimitri,” I gasp, grabbing the back of his head. This feels too good. I might die from the pleasure of it all.
Without warning, he places his tongue inside of me. The sensation is a strange one but it turns me on more. He is claiming me with his mouth and I’m powerless to stop it.
He curls his tongue inside of me before moving it back up to my nub. Dimitri knows exactly how to flick and lick and pleasure me with it. My hips roll up towards his face. I feel shameless. Right now, all I care about is Dimitri taking the pain from me and filling me with pleasure.
I grab the back of his head tighter, practically pushing his face against me. I need this. I need more, more, more.
“Dimitri,” I moan as my hips buck up.
“That’s it. Say my name. Scream it for me as I fuck you with my mouth.” His tongue increases the speed on my nub. Licking, and rubbing it, and flicking it. I can’t take any more.
His hands grab my thighs, spreading my legs wider. The sight of his strong hands on my legs makes a flood of arousal hit me. I’ve never been this wild. This turned on in my entire life.
What is Dimitri doing to me? How does he have this kind of power over me? I can’t handle it.
He places his hands under my thighs and pulls my waist closer to him, allowing him to press his face harder against me. My hips buck and roll up while my head turns back and forth. The pleasure is too much. Dimitri is too much. Everything that is happening is too much.
“Come for me,” he growls against my skin. “I know you need it. Come for me. Now.”
His command is just what I need to send me over the edge.
I cry out as my body shudders and trembles. Dimitri continues to pleasure me with his mouth the entire time.
It’s not until my body goes still that he kisses up my body and places his lips to mine. I can taste myself on him.
The kiss is deep and passionate and everything I could want. I let myself sink into him, getting lost in the moment, forgetting how crazy he makes me feel. How wild. How desperate.
Once he pulls back, he smiles down at me. But it’s not a nice smile. It’s a smile that says ‘I own you now.’
He slips my dress off me and makes quick work of my bra. Dimitri sits up on his knees and stares down at me. I’m completely naked.
“You are a vision,” he murmurs, placing his hand between my breasts. Another flare of arousal hits me. That’s the sort of power he has over me.
I press my legs together to help with the arousal.
“Are you wet for me all over again?” He parts my legs and inspects me. His finger swipes against my inner thigh. “You are wet. You can’t get enough of me, can you, baby?”
“No.” It’s somehow both a moan and a whine. What is Dimitri doing to me?
“Well, that’s all you’re going to get for today. You were a bad girl. Going places you didn’t belong. Your punishment isn’t over yet.”
My chest squeezes in panic. “What do you mean?”
“Get on the floor. On your knees but keep your body up.” He gets off the bed, allowing me space to do the same.
Slowly, I lower myself onto my knees.
“Put your hands behind your back.”
I do as he says.
Dimitri looks me over like he could eat me all over again. “Good. Just like that.” He goes into the closet and comes back with silk ties, which he uses to tie my hands behind my back. In this position, my back arches, show casing my breasts even more.
“There,” he says, standing over me. “You’re going to stay like that for the rest of the day.”