Chapter 17
Seventeen
E lias
“What do you find acceptable?” Avra asked against my mouth.
I bit her lips, making sure to score the sensitive skin hard enough to sting. “It means there is no going back. You are bound to me, Avra.”
She grunted as her hips hit the edge of the counter. She parted her legs enough to fit the hard ridge of my cock against her aching clit and then ground her pelvis to give her the friction she craved.
“Does this mean you’re just as tied to me?”
I couldn’t hide my growl. “Isn’t it fucking obvious?”
Was this woman listening to a word I said ?
“Please don’t make me regret trusting you,” she said as she grabbed my hands and stared up at me with a whirlwind of emotions in her eyes, revealing the vulnerable woman she tried so desperately to hide behind the cold, always-in-control mask.
Bringing her closer to me, I dropped my forehead to hers. “You’re mine, Avra. I don’t break my word.”
She sighed and nodded as if accepting the truth of my statement. Then, in the next second, she threaded her fingers into my hair and fused her mouth to mine.
That was all I needed to surrender to the torrent of lust surging forward. I gripped Avra’s dress at the shoulders and shoved it down, forcing her to break her hold on me as I divested her of the cumbersome fabric.
She tore at my clothes with the same desperate need to touch. Our mouths and hands worked with a chaotic urgency to get the other naked. There was no finesse, no gentleness, only a primal lust taking over. Once we were naked, she scored her fingers over my chest, deep and unrelenting, drawing tiny dots of blood.
Her eyes heated, and her pupils dilated, turning her irises into thin rings of green. She kneaded the muscles of my arms, leaned forward, licked the crimson beads along my skin, and then looked up at me with a smirk.
“You’ll pay for making me bleed,” I warned.
“I have no doubt.” She slid her palms around my neck and pressed her body to mine. “You’re the one who wants to make me a blood queen. ”
Holding her tight, I asked, “Am I part of the menu, Avra?”
“Only when you’re naked.”
I couldn’t help but growl as I swept her into my arms and carried her into the family room instead of placing her on the soft cushions of the plush couches. I set her on the edge of the armrest.
“You love playing with fire, don’t you?”
“I—it’s how we play,” she whimpered, arching up against me and tugging me to her with her legs at my waist. “Fuck me.”
“Not until you admit you’re mine.”
“In me, now.” A crease formed between her brows, and she tried to reach between us, aiming for my cock, but I grabbed her wrist and pinned it to the base of her back.
“Tell me what I want to hear.” I lowered to my knees, leaving her perched on the couch and making it harder for her to achieve her goal.
Goosebumps prickled her skin. “You don’t play fair.”
“No, if I wasn’t playing fair, I’d do this.” I plunged two fingers deep into her, scissoring them as I pumped in and out of her while making sure to rub her in the spots to drive her crazy.
“You asshole,” she cried out and bucked, only staying on the armrest because I held her in place. “Eli. This isn’t right.”
“Of course it isn’t.” I circled her clit with my thumb, and her pussy quivered with tiny spasms. “If you want to come, say it.”
She gritted her teeth and squeezed her eyes tight, not saying anything. She was fucking beautiful, so lost in her torment—her face flushed and tinged with sweat.
“From that first dinner, you knew. That’s why you fought me so hard.”
“Shut up, Eli. You don’t know anything.” She shook her head, and then she cried out as I withdrew from her body, leaving her empty. “No, please, don’t do this.”
I fisted my cock at the base as it screamed at me to slam into her. Fucking bastard wanted to screw her senseless until she accepted reality. But that wasn’t the way to get her compliance.
She slid from the sofa, reaching for me, except I moved to face her and tumbled her onto her back with my body caging hers.
She gasped in shallow breaths as a crease formed between her brows and a calculating gleam passed through her emerald eyes.
I smirked and said, “Don’t even try it. You’re strong, but you can’t take me on. Plus, you want my cock in you. You’re desperate for it. So punching me defeats the purpose of your goal.”
“You’re just as desperate.” She moved to grab hold of my straining dick, but I captured her hands and pinned them to the sides of her head.
Then using my knees, I forced her thighs apart and positioned the head of my erection between the lips of her dripping sex and to the opening of her pussy.
It took all my will not to plunge deep inside her. She was so fucking wet, and warm, and inviting .
I ran my fingers over her cheek and down her throat while holding her gaze. “Give me what I want, and I will do everything possible to ensure your plan succeeds.”
Her lips trembled, and I leaned down to bite them.
“Do we have a deal, Avra?”
I glided my palm lower, along the side of her body to cup her breast, and pinched her puckered nipples. She moaned and then whimpered at the pleasure-filled sting of it.
“I’ve only had my sisters?—”
“Now you have me,” I said, cutting her off.
She nodded. “Yes.”
That one word sent a surge of adrenaline into me, and I allowed my cock to push in farther but not enough for any form of actual penetration.
“Yes, what? I want you to say it. This way, there is no mistaking what we are discussing.”
She lifted her pelvis a fraction. “I’m yours. You have a deal.”
“You’re fucking right it’s a deal.” I drove into her with one hard thrust, seating myself to the hilt.
“Eli,” she called my name and arched up against me.
Releasing her hands, I threaded my fingers into her hair, angling her head to take her mouth. Our tongues dueled and tasted as I pistoned in and out of her.
I fucked her like a man possessed.
Out of nowhere, her cunt clamped down on me as she rocked into orgasm. She scored my back, tearing my flesh with her nails.
The woman and her fucking need to draw blood .
She pulsed around me, flexing and contracting.
Her moans and mewls rang out like a symphony, and I knew I’d never tire of hearing her lost in need this way.
We’d suffer the aftermath of fucking on the carpet, but I couldn’t give a shit, and she seemed to care just as little. Her hips rose with the rhythm of my thrusts as I hammered into her.
“Harder. I need it harder,” Avra demanded. “I’m nearly there again.”
The sounds of undisguised, wet, untamed sex rang out around us.
And I thought of my men or the staff hearing us for the smallest moment. But the thought evaporated as Avra’s pussy quivered around me, making my pace falter.
My body buzzed from the intensity of being inside her, and my muscles shook from holding back my release. I rolled my pelvis, making sure to hit her in that spot she loved so fucking much.
“Oh, Christ,” she whimpered. “Do it again, please.”
I couldn’t help but smile at the possessiveness I felt for her. She only ever begged for me.
Her muscles clenched, and my balls drew up, telling me I wouldn’t last much longer.
“You,” I gritted out and thrust deep. “Are.” My fingers bit into her hips as I speared into her harder and harder. “Mine.”
“Yes,” she cried out, her back bowing as she plummeted into another orgasm.
She gripped me so tight I could barely move, and there was no longer any hope of holding back. I came hard, spurting hot streams of cum deep inside her and letting her milk every drop from me.
This was my wife, my whore, my partner in destruction.
She was my family.
If anyone touched a hair on her head, death would be the easiest thing they endured.