Chapter 29
29
CALEB
W atching people never used to be my thing. I mean, we watched terrorist groups overseas, but that wasn’t just watching one person. I also found it ridiculously boring; I preferred the action. Watching Kelli, though, I really liked that. She had this conflicting mix of fear and grit that I found intoxicating.
I wanted her fear. Her tears. I wanted to taste them as I tasted her. I wanted it as much as I wanted to see that fire come out again. Her body was small, but toned to perfection. Her long legs exposed, muscles flexing with every movement. She put up a hell of a fight in the bathroom, and I know she will again when I take her as my own. I could feel the blood coursing through my veins at the thought of her thrashing beneath me.
That never used to be my thing either. Ashley was docile, sweet down to her core. It never made sense to me why she was serving, but she said she felt it was where she could do the most good. Some good it did for her.
Yet, here I was watching Kelli through the hidden camera in the vent. Hard as a steel pipe thinking about going back in there and finally discovering what is beneath those little jean shorts. She ate most of the sandwich I gave her, acting sweet and scared. I saw her shoulders set after her mini meltdown, determination written all over her face. This was going to be so damn fun.
I changed the setting on my computers to make sure the camera was recording, not just watching. What a show we would put on for Brian. I still haven’t figured out how to see his reaction when I send the video, but I will find a way to break through their security systems eventually.
Finally, everything was falling into place for me. Ashley’s photo on my desk stared back at me, so I put it facedown. She didn’t have to see this part. She was all about the ‘sisterhood’ or whatever bullshit she believed in. This was all for her, though. I watched as Kelli paced the room some more. I wanted her on edge. Restless. Then, I would strike.
Twenty minutes later she had a sheen of sweat on her face, her pacing not having stopped. I made my way back up the stairs to her room. Part of me was surprised she hadn’t tried the strength of the door yet. With two padlocks outside, she wasn’t getting through anyway, and maybe she knew that. Unlocking them both, I carefully stepped into the room, closing the door behind me. She was standing at the other side of the room, watching my every move.
“You look a little flushed, Kelli. Is something wrong?”
Her laugh was humorless, a little deranged. “You tell me, Caleb. You kidnapped me, locked me in this room, and told me you are going to try to fuck me then kill me. Do you see anything wrong with that?”
“Going to. Not try. I’m going to fuck you, Kelli. Brian needs to feel the level of pain I do. He won’t be around to watch you die, but he can watch this.” Adrenaline was flowing through me, my blood all rushing to my throbbing dick. I could see it written all over her, she was going to fight to the bitter end. It would make submission that much sweeter.
Her fists opened and closed, begging for the fight. Part of me wanted to walk back out, make her wait longer. The fear of the unknown drowning her. But, I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to have her, needed to have this. Four years of pain would be erased with this. It had to be.
Striding across the room to her, I watched her body clam up. She stood stock still as I traced a finger down the side of her face, down her neck. “It won’t be so bad, baby,” I whisper in her ear. “I’m a good lover, I won’t even make it hurt that bad.” I felt her body slowly relax against me. Maybe I was wrong and she really wanted this. It took away the thrill of the chase, but I still would have the thrill of sinking into her, taking something that wasn’t mine.
My finger began moving back up her neck as I wrapped my hand around her throat, squeezing tight as her eyes went wide. “You’re mine now, baby.”
Two things happened at once. Her knee rammed into my dick, as her arms came around, fisted hands slamming onto my forearm. My arm dropped as I doubled over in pain. “You bitch!” I spat out, trying not to hurl.
She tried to run around me toward the door, but I hooked her leg, tripping her before she got too far. Her face hit the ground hard, blood already dripping out of her nose. Pushing past the pain, I jumped onto her, pinning her down. The smile on my face felt feral. “There you are, baby, I knew that fire would come out.”
“I’m not your baby,” She growled at me, blood dripping down her cheeks and into her mouth now.
Rolling my hips down onto her, I leaned down to lick up a trail of blood. Kelli’s hips bucked, pushing me forward and as I tried to catch myself, she got her thighs around me, flipping me over. We grappled on the ground, both fighting for control. Hits landed from both of us. I could tell the guys had trained her. Kelli’s heel of her hand connected with my nose, the crunch audible. Blood began to pour from it as my eyes watered. My retaliation hit didn’t make solid contact as Kelli got up and ran out the bedroom door. Spitting out a mouthful of blood, I wiped under my nose, stalking after her. There was nothing out here for her, no help she could find before I caught up to her. Hello, little mouse, I am here to hunt.