“Say it,” he urged.
Shaking my head, I tried to take a step back but his arms shot out and were instantly wrapped around my waist, pulling me close. “I want you to say it. Tell me. What did I do last night?” he whispered, his lips dangerously close to mine.
Placing both hands on his chest, I tried to shove him away from me but he didn’t even move an inch.
“Mr. Ivanshov, please let me go,” I begged, struggling in his arms, desperate to free myself.
His arms tightened around my waist. “Oh, kitten, I think we should leave the pleasantries behind now.” Leaning forward so that his lips were next to my ear, he continued, “After what I did to you last night, I think we should stick with Alessio.” He finished his sentence with a nip on my earlobe and I jumped at his sudden touch.
“Okay. Alessio, please let go of me.”
“I will when you tell me what I did to you last night. Say it,” he muttered in a husky tone.
He was trying to embarrass me. How heartless could he be? He was a monster.
Alessio leaned his face into my neck and when I felt his warm lips on my cold skin, I shivered and went limp against him. Only his arms were holding me upright.
He placed wet kisses on my neck. Biting and then sucking at the tortured skin.
His lips drew wet trails on the length on my neck.
Shaking my head, I brought my hands to his hair and pulled hard until his face was not buried in my neck anymore.
“Fuck,” Alessio swore loudly as I continued pulling.
His head snapped up and he slowly stood to his full height until he was towering over me. He went rigid, his arms like a band of steel around my waist. I let out a small hiss and struggled with slight discomfort and pain.
He brought one of his hands up and grasped my chin, his hold firm and hard as he tilted my head, forcing me to look into his hard, cold eyes. Anger flashed behind the blue irises and I cowered under his seething glare.
“I really don’t like repeating myself, but I will one last time,” he said, his tone flat and grating. “Tell me what I did to you last night and I’ll let you go. It’s simple.”
“You gave me an orgasm.” The words came out of my mouth before I could even think.
The anger in his eyes immediately vanished, but the hard look remained. I played with the wild lion and now I had to pay the consequences. “And did you enjoy it?”
“That was not part of the deal,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.
Alessio pulled my face closer as his lips stretched in a small smirk. “Oh, kitten. I make the rules. I make the deals, and I can change them whenever I want. You don’t get to make a choice. Understood?”
I nodded mutely and then tried to look down, wanting to escape his intense, cruel stare, but his unyielding hold on my chin stopped me from moving. “Answer me, kitten.”
“Umm, I…” I started, but couldn’t finish my sentence. How could I answer such a thing? Did I enjoy it when he gave me an orgasm? No? Yes? Even I was confused. I didn’t want to like it. I shouldn’t have liked it, but I did.
I closed my eyes tightly, unable to believe my own feelings. Something was seriously wrong with me, because this monster held me in his mansion against my will and then gave me an orgasm even though I didn’t want it—and I had liked it.
“Ayla, answer me!”
“Yes!” I shouted.
When I was near him, my body wasn’t my own. My brain became a chaotic jumble and I couldn’t think straight.
He masterfully played my body and my mind.
He held the strings, and I became a puppet.
***
Alessio
She went limp in my arms, the fight running out of her body.
Hearing her admit to her desires had been all I wanted, and it brought me satisfaction. For a little while. She was scared, and I would give her time.
However, my patience was running out because I had given her enough time already, as far as I was concerned. Having her that close to my body made the beast inside me begin to rage.
Her heat and her smell had taken over my senses. All I wanted to do was throw her on her back, spread those long creamy legs, and fuck her hard until she screamed with her orgasm milking my cock.
Even though I wanted her scared of me, I didn’t want her to regret what happened. I had never taken a woman against her will and I wouldn’t start with her.
Oh, she wanted me, but it was obvious she was terrified. Her confusion was clearly written all over her face.
I would seduce Ayla until she begged me to take her.
Releasing my hold on her chin, I gently moved her hair off her face. I let my fingers linger on her cheek for a few seconds and then slowly moved my thumb over her velvet skin. It warmed under my fingers and a small touch of pink tainted her pale flesh, showing the effect that I had on her.
“See. That wasn’t so hard to admit, right?” I stared at her blushing cheek, mesmerized by the color and the softness of her skin.
Ayla tried to step away and I let her go without resistance.
Let’s give the little kitten a break.
She took several steps away from me, then placed a shaky hand on her heaving chest. She was trembling, the fear evident.
But why the fuck was she so scared? The fear wasn’t just because of me. There was something else, and I hadn’t quite figured it out yet.
Ayla was a big mystery to me. She acted like she hated my touch, but she’d moaned in pleasure at the same time.
She fascinated me, captured my attention, and I had no desire to fight it.
She might have been the one to take the first action by hiding under my bed, but now I was in control. I wouldn’t let go until I had my fill.
Staring at her, my gaze unyielding, I said, “Now, Ayla. Don’t be scared. You have nothing to be scared of. Have I hurt you?”
She shook her head, watching my every movement and reaction. She truly did remind me of a kitten trying to find its way out of danger. Small, skittish, scared. And completely helpless.
I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, tugged it out, and saw Viktor’s number flashing on the screen.
“Yeah?” I answered.
“There’s something we gotta tell you. It’s fucked up,” he replied in a rush. He sounded panicked. Shit.
“Now what?”
“We should discuss this in person, Alessio.”
Looking at Ayla, who was now plastered against the wall, I felt anger building inside of me. Viktor had really bad timing.
“I’m busy right now,” I said harshly.
“It’s important.”
“Fine. Meet me in my office,” I ordered before hanging up.
I moved toward Ayla, and in three long strides, I was standing in front of her. She folded into herself, her shoulders bunching forward in a protective manner.
She whimpered, as if frightened I would hit her.
“Calm down,” I said, my voice surprisingly gentle.
I pulled her forward until she was flush against my body. My hold was light and I leaned down so that my lips were beside her ear.