Chapter 24 #2
He nods, then pops the whole thing into his mouth without lifting his gaze from me.
My grin turns to a scowl. But before I can strangle him, his lips press against mine.
I sigh. Chocolate overwhelms my senses, along with the rich taste of him. I moan into his mouth, lapping it up needily. After this, chocolate on its own will never satisfy me again.
When the chocolate eventually melts, he pulls away. But then he stops.
Glancing down, his lips twitch. “If you want more, you need to let me go, my darling.”
My hand is gripping the dark fabric of his shirt.
Face hot, I release him.
He chuckles and reaches behind me for another. Before he can bring it to his lips, I catch his wrist. His brows quirk questioningly. “Is the chocolate not to your liking?”
“It is,” I blurt. “But there’s something else… I—” I pause. I know he wants me, I can see the outline of his thick length straining beneath his belt. If I offer myself, he’s bound to accept no matter the price.
There’s a reason I didn’t hesitate to join him for dinner.
“I-I know you want to fuck me again,” I say. He sucks in a breath. “And I’ll let you, if you give me what I want.”
His lips curve into a smile. “You’re a demanding pet… but what is it that you want?” His fingers stroke from my collar, down between my breasts. “Tell me, sweetheart,” he purrs.
I shudder. “I want you to let me go to Elheart’s palace so I can bring your sister home.”
His fingers pause against my belly button.
“I know I can do it, Tauren. It’s been a week now and you still haven’t found her. Let me try.”
The anger in his gaze melts all my desire away. “You thought that you could give me sex in exchange for letting you risk your life in that swine’s palace?”
“I just thought—”
“You just thought what?” he snarls. “That a fuck could ever come close to what he could put you through? That man is a pig.”
“I’m sure it wouldn’t be that bad...”
“You are my wife, Dahlia.” His fists dig into the table.
“If I wanted a fuck that badly, I’d bend you over this table and give your needy cunt what it’s been begging for all week.
But I won’t. Because I love you and you deserve better than me forcing myself upon you.
But Elheart will not spare you that same consideration, I guarantee you that. ”
My lower lip trembles. “I’m not some fragile flower.”
“Aren’t you?” he scoffs. “Then tell me, Princess, what would you do if you were in Elheart’s dining room right now and he had you like this?
” He looms over me, his fists either side of my hips.
“Would you be able to stop him if he decided he wanted you? Would you stand any chance at all?” He presses a searing kiss against my neck, forceful enough to push me back against the table.
“Tauren.” I push against him, but he won’t stop. His kisses turn to bites. I gasp as he sucks the skin on my neck, my shoulders, my breasts.
“Stop me,” he growls, leaving another bruise on my skin. “Show me that you could stop him.”
“P-please.” I squirm beneath him, but it’s pointless. When his hips press against my bare entrance, I gasp, “Tauren!”
“You’re weak, Dahlia.” I try to swing at him, but he pins my fists to the table. “So fucking weak that it makes me sick to think what he’d do to you.”
“Then teach me how to be strong! I can learn.”
He laughs, grinding his hips into mine until I see stars. “No amount of training could protect you against a lord. He’ll have you searched for weapons upon arrival and he’ll have guards.”
“What about magic?” My voice wobbles. “Can’t you put a protective enchantment on me or something?”
“Demon magic will not work behind a completed salt barrier, and my soldiers have found no openings. There’s nothing I can do to help.
” He reaches below his belt, and I feel his cock nudge my entrance.
A desperate moan shudders through me. “Last chance to try and stop me, love, or I’m taking you against this table. ”
“Don’t you dare,” I cry.
“That wouldn’t stop Elheart.” The darkness in his gaze is enough to make my eyes water. When a tear escapes, Tauren tenses and he releases my trapped wrists.
I scramble back on the table, putting as much distance between us as I can.
After he clothes himself, he drags a hand through his hair. “Dahlia—”
“It’s fine, I understand.” I sniff. “I just wanted to help, but you’re right. It was stupid of me to offer.”
“You’re not stupid.”
“Just weak then.” I scowl, suddenly very aware of my bare skin.
Tauren averts his gaze. “It is not your fault.”
Tired of this conversation, I slip off the table and head towards the door.
“Where are you going?” His warning tone does nothing to cool the arousal still burning in my core.
“I’m going to bed.”
“Dahlia,” he snarls. I open the door, but a hand slams it shut. Twisting me around, he traps me against the door. “You will not leave when I am talking to you.”
“I want to go to bed.” I hug my exposed chest. “Let me go.”
His hungry gaze trails down my figure. “You wish to sleep?” I tense as his hand captures my rear. “Are you certain?”
“Yes.” I don’t look at him. I can’t trust myself not to give in if I do.
Tauren growls softly. “Very well.” I’m thrown over his shoulder like I weigh nothing at all.
“Stop it! Put me down!” I slap my palms against his back, but the bastard ignores me, marching through his chambers with ease.
Eventually, we arrive in his bedroom and he places me against the bed, somehow gently despite my kicking and screaming. He leaves my side for less than a minute before returning with something that makes my insides churn.
“What are you doing?” I protest. A thick black rope trails from his hands, which he uses to bind mine to the headboard.
“You told me you wished to sleep,” he explains. “If you stayed up all night touching yourself, you would not be sleeping.”
I almost kick him, but after last night’s whipping I know better.
Once my wrists are secured, he removes the collar from my neck and tucks me between his bedsheets.
Before leaving, he lowers his lips to my ear.
“If you grind your needy cunt on these sheets I will know. Your arousal is like chocolate to me, human.” He uses his magic to make the heavy curtains close before he walks away, leaving me alone in the dark.