24. Reign
CHAPTER 24
Reign
H er trembling body was held in my embrace. But she wouldn’t be finding solace or comfort in my arms tonight. Not until after I had my fill of her cunt. I breathed in the scent of her as my hands trailed down her body, exploring her like uncharted lands. I cupped her between her thighs and found her hot and soaking through her panties. Her dress made for easy access. I’d tear it from her body regardless.
“I’ll give you five minutes.” I kissed her below her ear, marveling at the smell of her arousal. “You’re going to run. I’m going to chase you,” I dictated to her. “And when I find you,” dragging my tongue up the side of her throat, “And I will find you; I’ll take your body to unimaginable heights of ecstasy.”
Every muscle screamed at me not to release her. To tighten my grip until our bodies refused to separate. She trembled, and I reluctantly loosened my grip on her. She swiftly darted through the darkness, wasting no time. Guess I should’ve told her that the five minutes started five minutes ago.
Oh well.
I stalked after her as her little legs covered a surprising amount of distance. “One day,” I spoke out loud as she whipped her head back around to see me just on her heels, leisurely walking. “You’ll be yearning for me. Unable to resist the cravings for me.”
She huffed as she turned a sharp corner through the pitch blackness of the building. The shadows of Hawking Hall swallowed her as she rounded another corner. The darkness of night reached new depths. I stilled, silencing my breathing. My heart thumped in my ears, drowning out all other sounds. I held my breath, willing for it to slow.
I’d have her soon enough.
Silence hung heavy in the air, like a weighted blanket, filling the space around me. The sound of the old building settling around me faded in the background as I zeroed in on the sounds only my vixen could make.
A whispered breath. A hushed sob. The soft snick of a door closing.
She was in the stairwell.
I bolted. Faster than I ever pushed my body to go before, I busted the door open to the staircase. Her blood curdling scream cut through the silence like a piercing melody. I could listen to her sing those sobs all night. A flash of movement caught my eye. Anna was running upwards.
“Now, now, little vixen,” I teased, laughing. The sound haunting even to me. “That’s the worst thing you could do.” I kept up speed, demanding my body to move aggressively faster as the soft tendrils of her hair slipped through my fingertips. The curly tresses tangled around her face as her wide-eyed gaze zeroed in on me.
Sealing her fate.
Sealing her to me.
Forever intertwined in a passionate bond, and I'd ensure it never broke.
I snatched her up by her neck and slammed her against the door to the stairwell. I eased the blow of her skull against the door with my hand, ensuring she didn't hit the fixture, cushioning her against me.
“Gotcha,” I snarled as I claimed her mouth with a crushing intensity.
I pulled away to look at her beautiful fear stricken face.
“Reign, please,” her little voice was a lullaby to my dark soul. Fuck I loved the sound of it. I loved her. My obsession with her would never be reined in. Forever a wild and untamable sensation that would drive me to the edge of insanity.
I’d be taking her with me.
I kissed her lips with the gentleness of holding precious china. “I’ll take care of you.” She softened like butter in my arms as I peered down at the little woman that I'd soon have screaming under me. “But only after I take what’s mine.”