4. Chapter Four
Chapter Four
Dante
Iled Sienna right where I wanted her.
My large hedge maze dominates the entire backyard. The only way out is to go through it. Fortunately, I know the way out. Sienna doesn’t.
My heart rate increases as my blood lights on fire. This is the pure thrill of the hunt. The chase. The thing I love most when I torture my prisoners. It draws things out. Sienna is my prisoner. The woman I am destined to hate. Gabriel cannot control me and I will make sure he knows that.
I take my time walking through the maze. I’ll catch up to Sienna eventually. She’s naked, bare footed, and doesn’t know the way out. It’s almost too easy I feel bad for her. But I never claimed to fight fair.
I can hear her desperate breathing as she looks for a way out. Soon, she’ll get tired and I’ll catch her.
The low whistle leaves me. I wonder if it scares her. It probably does. Which is exactly why I do it again. I keep whistling as I move through the maze, getting closer and closer to my prey.
I make it to the middle and look around. The maze branches off into four different directions. Only one leads to the outside. If Sienna took the other three, she’ll eventually make her way back into the middle. I sit on the bench that’s right in the center and wait.
If she doesn’t return soon, then I’ll know she chose the right path. Maybe then I’ll let her go. If she’s smart enough to find the exit, then she deserves to leave. I’ll be generous.
Or maybe I won’t be. I’m not known for my generosity.
I wait and wait and wait.
That’s when I hear her breathing and then she runs right into the center. Her eyes widen when she sees me and the scream that erupts from her mouth makes me smile.
“Got you,” I say. Sienna darts off in another direction but I grab her around the waist before she can get far.
“You promised not to touch me,” she cries.
“I did, didn’t I? Well, I also told you that you’re mine and you’re not going anywhere.” I pick her up easily in my arms and carry her back inside. Sienna tries fighting it but she’s no match for me.
I bring her to one of the many guest rooms I have and throw her onto the bed. Before she can get far, I flip her onto her stomach and bring my palm straight to her bare ass. She screams and I laugh. I only spank her once more before I step back. The sight of her red ass makes my cock hard.
“Why did you do that?” she asks.
“Because you weren’t supposed to run.”
“You told me I could go!” Her scream is so loud, it startles me. But I don’t show it. If anyone knew that things can get to me, then my reputation would disappear. I make people afraid of me because they see me like stone. Never flinching.
“I know I did,” I respond as I lean over her body and whisper into her ear. “But catching you is a lot more fun than letting you go, don’t you think?”
She sniffles. It’s then I realize she’s crying. “I hate you.”
“How much?”
“What?”
“How much do you hate me?”
She glances over her shoulder at me. With her stomach still pressed into the bed, she’s in an incredibly vulnerable position. She should count herself lucky that I’m in a good mood today. “I hate you. Does it matter how much?”
“On a scale of one to ten.”
“Is ten the most?”
I shrug. “Sure.”
“Then ten,” she says it like it’s obvious. Her attitude makes me laugh. I like seeing it. It only makes Sienna cuter.
I back away from her and she breathes in deeply. I affect her, I realize. Not surprising. I typically tend to affect those around me.
“You should be punished for running,” I say.
“But instead, I want to show you what you’ve been missing all these years as you waited for marriage.
Granted, this might be both a punishment and a reward.
Wait here.” I leave the room, deliberately keeping the door open just to see what she does, and go into my sex room.
I open a drawer and gaze down at my collection of vibrators.
I’ve made a lot of women squeal from these.
After grabbing a vibrator that’s long and skinny – perfect for Sienna – I return to the bedroom, only to find that Sienna isn’t on the bed. Where is she?
I step into the room and feel something next to my head.
I jerk out of the way just in time so Sienna can’t hit me with the lamp she has in her hands.
My laugh is loud and carefree as I grab the lamp from her.
Once again, Sienna has surprised me. Instead of running, she has chosen to fight. I like that about her.
Though I shouldn’t like anything about her. Hating her is much more easy. But liking her… that’s when things get complicated.
I easily grab the lamp from her and rip it out of her hands. “You’re cute, thinking you can hurt me.” She glares at me as I set the lamp back in place. “Get on the bed.”
Her glare turns into wide, doe eyes as her face turns even whiter. “Are you going to hurt me?”
“No.” I lift up the vibrator and wave it at her. “I’m going to have fun with you. Don’t you want to have some fun, Sienna?”
“Not with you,” she huffs out.
I smirk. “Funny. Now get on the bed.”
“I can’t,” she whispers, bowing her head. “I can’t move.”
With a low growl, I pick her up and throw her onto the bed. Sienna gasps. I part her legs roughly and place the vibrator against her pussy. Her pesky hair is in the way. I’m going to have to change that soon.
“What are you doing?” she asks. “You said you wouldn’t touch me.”
“And I’m not going to touch you. This is. Have you heard of a vibrator before? Have you ever used one?”
“No,” she says it like she thinks I’m crazy. Well, I am crazy.
“You’ll like it. I’ve made many a woman come from this.” I turn the vibrator on and press it right to her clit. Sienna’s hips jerk up as she cries out.
“It hurts,” she whines. “Please. Stop.”
I lower the intensity level. “This should be better. Feel it, Sienna. Feel how good this can be.” I circle the vibrator around her little nub.
Sienna’s hips continue to rock up as her eyes widen. “What are you doing to me?”
“You like this? Your body seems to.”
“It’s instinct.”
“I think it might be more than that. I think if you just let yourself like this, then it would be the most pleasurable thing you’ve ever felt in your little life. In your little, catholic life without sex and fun.” I press the stick onto her clit harder.
Her lips part and her cheeks flush as her hips rise up. “Oh,” she gasps. It’s not a sound of fear but instead… pleasure. Confused pleasure but pleasure, nonetheless.
As I keep circling the vibrator around her clit, Sienna soon begins rolling her hips against it. No longer afraid, jerky thrusts. No. This time, she’s moving her body to the motion I’m showing her. Slow, sensual rock of her hips against the vibrator.
I keep my eyes locked with hers. When she tries to look away, I say, “Don’t. Keep your eyes on me.”
Her cute little face is so red. It makes me want to kiss her.
That thought comes to me unbidden. I’ve kissed many a woman before but usually, I would prefer to use my cock and hands and mouth on their pussies.
Kissing was just part of the foreplay. It was never the main act. But right now, I want to kiss Sienna.
I hold back though. Kissing her is the last thing I should be thinking about.
Her legs open wider as I press the sex toy against her nub harder. “Oh,” she gasps again. It’s like a light has been flicked on in her eyes. Like she’s waking up for the very first time.
I don’t say a word. I know it would only scare her more and I want to see what she does in this moment. I want to see if Sienna is brave enough to get lost in the pleasure I’m showing her.
“Oh,” she repeats. Her soft whimpers are making my cock hard. Fuck.
I bring the vibrator down to her folds and around her entrance. Her gasp is loud in the quiet room. I don’t press it inside of her, though I’m sure she’d enjoy it. Her g-spot definitely would.
I move the vibrator back up to her clit and circle it over and over again.
“I…” she trails off. Her hands grip the blanket. Her hips rock into the vibrator. Her cute little face is on fire and her sexy lips are parted. Fuck, I want to kiss her. “I don’t…”
I still don’t say anything as I pleasure her with the sex toy.
“What are you doing to me?” she asks, sounding afraid, though there’s a deep ache of pleasure in her voice I detect. “I… it feels… I… oh!” I see the moment her orgasm hits her.
The way her body shudders. The sudden fear in her eyes which is replaced with pleasure. The relax of her body as she sinks into the mattress.
I pull the vibrator away and turn it off. The sudden quiet in the room is deafening.
“What was that?” she whispers.
“You just came on this vibrator. And I didn’t even have to touch you once with my hands.” I skim the back of my hand down her face. “You’re going to be mine soon enough, Sienna. I can tell. Your body needs this.”
The fear returns to her eyes but I can see that she’s confused. There’s no way she was expecting someone like me.
And that makes me smile.
I’m not surprised when I show up at my restaurant that Gabriel is waiting for me. Sienna is locked inside the guest room so I know she’s not going anywhere any time soon. One less thing I need to worry about.
“Hi,” I say, getting out of my car. My gun is drawn and pointed at him. Gabriel has three other men with him. One of them is Matteo.
I smile at him. “Hello, Matteo. It’s been a few weeks since we last saw each other. How have you been? Since I almost killed you and all.”
Matteo’s jaw clenches. It’s obvious even from here. “You should be dead. But instead, Gabriel offered you a deal and you fucked it all up. Let Sienna go.”
“Ah. So you all know I have her.”
“Of course we know,” Gabriel says. “Who else would be crazy enough to kidnap her? You could have just agreed to the deal I offered and married her. You took her anyway. You could have had her and peace with me. More power and money.”