Chapter 13 What You Wanted
What you wanted
ZARA
My grin widens as Kade staggers, stunned by the intensity of his climax. His come tasted far too good not to swallow and when his thumb brushes my cheek, it’s hard not to gush.
I tell myself I hate him.
I tell myself I only feel this way because of the ebon chain.
I tell myself I can’t possibly be enjoying this for any other reason, and try to tell myself that I have taken no pleasure in the last few minutes.
But even I know that’s a lie too far. My head and heart won’t believe it and the dazed look from the man standing before me has me feeling many fabulous emotions I shouldn’t be experiencing at all. Not with someone like Kade. Not with a warlock.
I shake my head and try to reconcile how I feel about this man.
I hate him. Truly, I despise him. I won’t forgive him for murdering my sisters but somehow that’s paling into insignificance.
It’s as if their sacrifice means nothing now the ebon chain ties me to him, and nothing that happened before seems to matter.
He hums as his thumb keeps stroking my face and I lean into it, seeking more praise from Kade.
“Such a good slut,” he muses, his eyes sharpening as they focus on me. “Now thank me and I’ll let you have my cock again.”
My teeth clamp against each other. “That wasn’t the deal.”
“Let’s get something straight right now, kitten.
I’m not soft. I’m not kind. I’m not submissive, not in any way.
But I am a damn good fuck and you’re dripping for my cock.
I can walk away right now and make you suffer until you give me what I want, or you can spare yourself the misery by thanking me like a good girl. ”
I toss my head and his hand slaps my face. Its sting burns and my mouth falls open as I gasp, shocked he’s actually hit me.
“Last chance, kitten,” Kade growls. “It’s two little words and then I’ll fill your tight little cunt with my fucking huge cock.”
My legs shake and my core trembles. I’m getting off on this, and Kade knows it.
I know he knows it and we sigh in unison, both wondering how far I’m willing to go for the pleasure he promises.
I’m not exactly na?ve and I’ve gone to some lengths before, but this is different.
This is Kade. This is a warlock who’ll take a mile if I give him an inch, and I don’t know if I can trust him not to screw me over.
“You’re fucking with me, aren’t you?”
Kade laughs and I squirm, unsure if I’ve just made a fatal mistake.
“Of course, kitten. But I give you my word you’ll be satisfied by the time I’m finished. You don’t need to trust me to know it’s true. The blood weave will take care of your needs, at least in this instance.”
My eyes narrow and I remind myself I need to persuade him to tell me more about how this damn bond works.
He’s said it’ll pull us closer together and hurt us if we try to move apart, but I’m guessing at some point it’s satisfied our connection is secure enough to let us part.
At least for a little while. At least if we have to or we both agree on it.
“Fine,” I huff. “Thanks.”
Kade arches his eyebrow and shakes his head. Just once. Because he doesn’t need to do more. We both know I’m being insolent and now we both know he won’t tolerate that kind of behaviour.
I grind my teeth and my eyes find a really interesting rock. It’s grey and smooth, utterly dull and perfect to distract myself from what I’m about to do.
“Thank you.”
“For?” he asks.
I groan and stare harder at the rock, wondering why it hasn’t exploded or shattered into a thousand pieces under the intensity of my gaze.
My weight shifts as the heat between my legs becomes an inferno and my clit is so damn sore that it takes almost all my willpower not to relieve the ache myself.
“Feeding me your cock.”
Kade exhales and only now he’s releasing it do I see his tension. I let my eyes wander back to him, following the lines that make up his muscular frame. I follow his torso down until I find his hand still gripping his cock, awestruck, as he pumps it slowly.
“You’re still hard.”
“It’s a talent,” he says in a tone of pure cockiness. “Tell me how you want this, Zara. Tell me everything, all the dirty fucking details so I can fuck you the way you want me to. The way you’ve always wanted someone to fuck you.”
Heat burns through my face and Kade delights in my predicament. His hand slides to the back of my head again and he yanks my hair, craning my neck until the angle hurts and then makes it even harsher.
“Tell me, kitten. I want to know the dirtiest, sluttiest filth that runs through that little mind of yours.”
My chest tightens and a nasty pressure starts to build inside me.
It’s unnatural and I try to push back against it, but it keeps growing.
The force won’t stop massing and it’s burning through my core as it crushes my will, obliterating almost all my thoughts.
The only things that remain are this feeling and the desperate need to tell him what he wants.
It’s a compulsion, an urge I can’t resist. I’m holding it back but that won’t be enough and I know I’ll cave.
Worse, I know it isn’t coming from him. Kade isn’t doing anything and this isn’t his magic at work.
The ebon chain has decided I need to take this step and only now do I begin to understand its nature and just how impossible it is to resist.
“I…”
“You feel it, don’t you?” Kade snarls, delighted I’m caught in this predicament.
“You’re desperate to tell me but frightened of admitting you’re just like me.
You’re going to suffer either way, Zara.
You’ll be in agony until you confess and then I’m going to do whatever filthy things you’ve been praying someone has the balls to do to you.
And I’m going to make damn sure it’s degrading and disgusting and you’ll love every fucking second of it. ”
“The tree…” I mumble as the dam breaks and I screw my eyes shut. “With something to tie me to it.”
“And?” he asks as his grip makes the burn across my scalp impossible to ignore.
My mouth moves, but words won’t come out.
The breath from my lungs burns as my throat turns dry and the damn chain pulls me toward him, demanding I tell him what I’m holding back.
It’s the thing I’ve always held back, and I’ve rarely admitted this to myself, let alone to another soul.
My lips tremble and I hear his breathing turn ragged as we both dance on the edge of a kind of madness, both hoping I’ll find a way to end this insanity.
“I want it to hurt.” I swallow. “I prefer it when it hurts.”
“Good girl,” Kade purrs, and the softness in his voice is surprising. “Let’s make that happen, shall we, kitten?”
His grip loosens as I nod and open my eyes.
Kade’s cock is right in front of me, still hard and still far too big to be anything other than intimidating.
I blink and he yanks my hair, dragging me behind him as he barely gives me time to find my footing.
The pain is excruciating and it sets my senses alight, heightening my awareness and making everything else more potent.
Kade hurls me against a large oak tree and his hand wraps around my throat, lifting me onto tiptoes. His hand rubs at my trousers and there’s no softness in his touch, nor any hesitation. I groan as I fight for air and my body burns as my arousal catches fire.
I’m so damn turned on it’s hard to think straight and my vision narrows, finding only his face.
He’s staring at me with an intensity that’s hard to resist, and I watch the darkness in his eyes deepen as it seeps into the world around us.
The shadows coil and twist around my wrists, pulling them up and back, binding them with ease.
His head dips and his teeth grate down my skin, biting as he plays with my neck.
Pleasure jolts to my clit and I buck against him, his fingers still pressing against my clit with a harshness that heightens my desire.
Kade’s not being gentle and I don’t want him to be, and I know this is only the beginning of how rough this will get.
Not just tonight.
The blood weave will keep pulling us back together and strengthen our connection.
It’ll become as impossible to ignore as the sensations racing through me, and I’ll crave it and him.
We’ll do more and more, pushing the limits until we know each other in a way I’ve never dared to let anyone know me.
Kade will know my head and my heart, he’ll know the songs my marrow and my blood sing, and I’ll know him.
His hands grab and paw me, manhandling me with a fury that I’ve longed for as his shadows tighten and pull me into position.
I’m bound and held firm, unable to move unless the darkness from him allows it.
The shadows dip between my legs and press my thighs apart, forcing my knees to lift as they hold me in place.
I’m panting and hot, too damn hot.
I’d be utterly exposed if I was naked, arms held away from me and my knees bent up and out. Kade would see all of me and have absolute control, and I let my eyes close for a fraction longer than I should as relief sweeps over me.
“Let’s get you properly dressed.”
The softness has gone. The warmth too. All that remains in Kade’s voice is a cruel harshness that chills me to the bone. His words are a threat he’s going to make good on it.
I whimper and he laughs against my ear, sending more shudders of fear through me.
They’re sending me higher and my arousal’s beyond insane, and my whimpers grow more feverish as I don’t know how to handle this.
I’ve never wanted anything more and his aggression has me hot and bothered and desperate to be fucked.