Kaia wasn’t sure what had woken her up. She just knew that she was lying on her side, sheets tangled at her feet.Something told her not to open her eyes, so she didn’t. She listened, straining her ears, unsure and anxious, goosebumps running down her arms.It was still night: she could hear an owl hooting in the distance, an eerie sound that made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. But there was something else. Someone else.There. The barely audible sound of breathing.Keeping her own breathing calm and even, Kaia slightly opened an eye. She had left the bedside lamp on when she’d gone to sleep, so she had no trouble seeing her surroundings. Except whoever was in the room with her—and she knew who it was—Eton Domino was standing on the other side of the bed and Kaia's back was turned to him.Then, she became aware of something else. Her shirt had ridden up, leaving her ass and legs completely exposed to Eton's eyes. Kaia's first urge was to yank the shirt down, but if she did
Kaia was panting when Eton finally pulled his cock out. She looked fucking wrecked, her lips even redder and fuller than usual, her dark eyes glazed over. Eton let his softening cock drag across the girl’s flushed cheek before flopping onto his back next to her.The room was silent but for the sound of their ragged breaths.Eton tucked his cock in, zipped up, and looked back at the girl.She lay sprawled on the mattress, the expression on her face dazed, her lower half splayed out, bare for him to see and he's not surprised to see her wet and sticky down there.Eton resisted the urge to get out of the bed and leave without a word, to get away from this room and everything that had happened in it. He wouldn’t, of course. Doing so would be a demonstration of weakness, would betray how much the sex had rattled him. He wasn’t rattled. Just annoyed with himself. He wasn’t supposed to have sex with Kaia Kennedy, at least not at this point. Using her as a hole for his dick was unlikely to m
But that right there is not right. Because what you like in bed has nothing to do with who you are,” Eton said, watching her carefully. “But you’re implying there’s something wrong with that. You don’t sound like someone completely comfortable with who you are.”Averting her gaze, Kaia let out a small laugh. “I’m a bit kinky in bed, and I’m proud of it.”Eton put his thumb under her chin and tipped it up, bringing their faces close. “Are you, really?” he said quietly. “But why you hide your true self under a guise of a very carefree and cheerful girl when you're nothing like that? Are you wondering how can I tell. Because you see, when I first saw you, I saw a little girl who seemed to be forcing herself to be something she wasn’t.”Kaia could only look at him, her throat dry and thick. “I’m like this because I don’t have the kindest dad in the world and because my dad happens to be a dangerous man with a quick temper. And I dress that way because I want to look older and be taken ser
Kaia crossed her arms over her chest. “As if. It's because I’m hungry.” “You’re hungry,” Eton repeated, managing to convey how utterly unimportant the fact was to him. His facial expression didn't change at all, and his eyelashes refused to flutter even a bit “Yes,” Kaia said. “I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday afternoon.” she couldn’t resist a glance over Eton's shoulder at the large bed dominating the room. It was empty, the sheets crumpled. “So your whore is gone,” she said before she could stop herself. She immediately regretted it as Eton's gaze sharpened, something like amusement appearing on his face. “Were you listening at the door, little one?” Kaia glared at him. “I couldn’t sleep all night because of her moans. For the fourth night in a row. And did you have to fuck her at three in the morning in our—in the bathroom we share?” Unable to look Eton in the eye any longer, she shifted her gaze to his left ear. “I’m hungry, and I need something else to wear. The shirt
But Eton did something unexpectedly. He let go of her and stepped away. Deflating, Kaia watched numbly as Eton strode out of the room. And the door locked after him with an audible click. Kaia plopped back on Eton's bed and groaned in frustration, touching her tingling lips. “You’re such an idiot, Kaia. Why are you expecting something you shouldn't have?" she said aloud before laughing. It was either that or she would started crying.Fuck this... *** “I told you to stay out of this room,” Vlad said when he brought her food. Kaia took the tray and ignored his words. In the past six days since Eton had left, she had perfected the art of ignoring the man's head of security. It wasn’t difficult.She didn’t know what Eton had told Vlad, but these days the beefy blond barely dared look at her when he brought her food.It was actually kind of funny how carefully Vlad avoided any eye contact. It was a stark contrast to the way the guy had behaved before: the look in Vlad’s eyes had use
They both grunted, Eton gritting his teeth as incredible tightness enveloped his cock. The urge to move, the urge to take was irresistible.But he didn’t move. He stayed still, sweat dripping down his forehead.Kaia whined, sounding dazed already.“Move,” she whispered, squirming. “Please.”“No,” Eton said. “If you want to be fucked, you’ll have to work for it.”“I don’t understand,” Kaia said, sounding frustrated as she shifted her hips impatiently.Eton chuckled hoarsely and pulled out until only the tip remained inside, his eyes locked on where their bodies were connected.“Fuck yourself on my shaft, little one. Take what you need.” Kaia made a small sound. She braced herself on the pillow, sucking in breaths, and then slammed her hips back.Eton hissed but remained still, watching as she fuck herself in his cock the way she liked it. He didn’t angle his hips at all, leaving it up to her to twist and squirm in order to hit her sweet spot.Soon, Kaia was impaling herself on his coc
ONE MONTH LATER Rubbing the coarse hair on Eton's wide chest, Kaia wondered how it was possible to feel this good with a man who was the definition of Mr. Wrong. It was kind of freaky how sexually compatible she and him were. It wasn’t like Kaia's previous sexual experiences were bad—far from it—but this was something else. This was the sort of attraction that made her feel almost high when Eton Domino touches her, and sex-starved when he didn’t. It was heady. It was scary. It was scary how well Eton could read her body and play it like an instrument. He was bossy when Kaia wanted to be owned and ordered around, he was gentle and understanding when she needed cuddles and snuggles, and he was deliciously cruel and scary when Kaia was in the mood to pretend she didn’t want it, even though she's actually craving for it. The scariest part was, it went both ways. Kaia was just as attuned to Eton. When he was in a black mood, shr found herself turning pliant and extremely submissive, l
“Will I be invited to the wedding?” he said at last, his blue eyes as unreadable as ever. And fuck it, but she thought she saw some longing there. Did he has feelings for me?Kaia almost laugh out loud at that outrageous thought... There's no fucking way Eton Domino had feelings for her. There's no way... Right?Kaia shook her head, waking herself from her daydreaming. There's no way that this iceberg would like her so she should stop thinking of that possibility. But she didn’t forgot to answer him, “That would be a bit awkward, don’t you think? Usually people don’t invite their…” She hesitated, flustered. What, exactly, was Eton to her, again? “…men they have slept with in the past to their wedding.”“Men they have slept with in the past,” Eton repeated, amusement flashing through his face again. His hand settled on Kaia's lower back, its weight pressing her down. “Are you saying you wouldn’t spread your legs for me on your wedding day?”Kaia spluttered. “Of course I wouldn’t! Who d
“Will I be invited to the wedding?” he said at last, his blue eyes as unreadable as ever. And fuck it, but she thought she saw some longing there. Did he has feelings for me?Kaia almost laugh out loud at that outrageous thought... There's no fucking way Eton Domino had feelings for her. There's no way... Right?Kaia shook her head, waking herself from her daydreaming. There's no way that this iceberg would like her so she should stop thinking of that possibility. But she didn’t forgot to answer him, “That would be a bit awkward, don’t you think? Usually people don’t invite their…” She hesitated, flustered. What, exactly, was Eton to her, again? “…men they have slept with in the past to their wedding.”“Men they have slept with in the past,” Eton repeated, amusement flashing through his face again. His hand settled on Kaia's lower back, its weight pressing her down. “Are you saying you wouldn’t spread your legs for me on your wedding day?”Kaia spluttered. “Of course I wouldn’t! Who d
ONE MONTH LATER Rubbing the coarse hair on Eton's wide chest, Kaia wondered how it was possible to feel this good with a man who was the definition of Mr. Wrong. It was kind of freaky how sexually compatible she and him were. It wasn’t like Kaia's previous sexual experiences were bad—far from it—but this was something else. This was the sort of attraction that made her feel almost high when Eton Domino touches her, and sex-starved when he didn’t. It was heady. It was scary. It was scary how well Eton could read her body and play it like an instrument. He was bossy when Kaia wanted to be owned and ordered around, he was gentle and understanding when she needed cuddles and snuggles, and he was deliciously cruel and scary when Kaia was in the mood to pretend she didn’t want it, even though she's actually craving for it. The scariest part was, it went both ways. Kaia was just as attuned to Eton. When he was in a black mood, shr found herself turning pliant and extremely submissive, l
They both grunted, Eton gritting his teeth as incredible tightness enveloped his cock. The urge to move, the urge to take was irresistible.But he didn’t move. He stayed still, sweat dripping down his forehead.Kaia whined, sounding dazed already.“Move,” she whispered, squirming. “Please.”“No,” Eton said. “If you want to be fucked, you’ll have to work for it.”“I don’t understand,” Kaia said, sounding frustrated as she shifted her hips impatiently.Eton chuckled hoarsely and pulled out until only the tip remained inside, his eyes locked on where their bodies were connected.“Fuck yourself on my shaft, little one. Take what you need.” Kaia made a small sound. She braced herself on the pillow, sucking in breaths, and then slammed her hips back.Eton hissed but remained still, watching as she fuck herself in his cock the way she liked it. He didn’t angle his hips at all, leaving it up to her to twist and squirm in order to hit her sweet spot.Soon, Kaia was impaling herself on his coc
But Eton did something unexpectedly. He let go of her and stepped away. Deflating, Kaia watched numbly as Eton strode out of the room. And the door locked after him with an audible click. Kaia plopped back on Eton's bed and groaned in frustration, touching her tingling lips. “You’re such an idiot, Kaia. Why are you expecting something you shouldn't have?" she said aloud before laughing. It was either that or she would started crying.Fuck this... *** “I told you to stay out of this room,” Vlad said when he brought her food. Kaia took the tray and ignored his words. In the past six days since Eton had left, she had perfected the art of ignoring the man's head of security. It wasn’t difficult.She didn’t know what Eton had told Vlad, but these days the beefy blond barely dared look at her when he brought her food.It was actually kind of funny how carefully Vlad avoided any eye contact. It was a stark contrast to the way the guy had behaved before: the look in Vlad’s eyes had use
Kaia crossed her arms over her chest. “As if. It's because I’m hungry.” “You’re hungry,” Eton repeated, managing to convey how utterly unimportant the fact was to him. His facial expression didn't change at all, and his eyelashes refused to flutter even a bit “Yes,” Kaia said. “I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday afternoon.” she couldn’t resist a glance over Eton's shoulder at the large bed dominating the room. It was empty, the sheets crumpled. “So your whore is gone,” she said before she could stop herself. She immediately regretted it as Eton's gaze sharpened, something like amusement appearing on his face. “Were you listening at the door, little one?” Kaia glared at him. “I couldn’t sleep all night because of her moans. For the fourth night in a row. And did you have to fuck her at three in the morning in our—in the bathroom we share?” Unable to look Eton in the eye any longer, she shifted her gaze to his left ear. “I’m hungry, and I need something else to wear. The shirt
But that right there is not right. Because what you like in bed has nothing to do with who you are,” Eton said, watching her carefully. “But you’re implying there’s something wrong with that. You don’t sound like someone completely comfortable with who you are.”Averting her gaze, Kaia let out a small laugh. “I’m a bit kinky in bed, and I’m proud of it.”Eton put his thumb under her chin and tipped it up, bringing their faces close. “Are you, really?” he said quietly. “But why you hide your true self under a guise of a very carefree and cheerful girl when you're nothing like that? Are you wondering how can I tell. Because you see, when I first saw you, I saw a little girl who seemed to be forcing herself to be something she wasn’t.”Kaia could only look at him, her throat dry and thick. “I’m like this because I don’t have the kindest dad in the world and because my dad happens to be a dangerous man with a quick temper. And I dress that way because I want to look older and be taken ser
Kaia was panting when Eton finally pulled his cock out. She looked fucking wrecked, her lips even redder and fuller than usual, her dark eyes glazed over. Eton let his softening cock drag across the girl’s flushed cheek before flopping onto his back next to her.The room was silent but for the sound of their ragged breaths.Eton tucked his cock in, zipped up, and looked back at the girl.She lay sprawled on the mattress, the expression on her face dazed, her lower half splayed out, bare for him to see and he's not surprised to see her wet and sticky down there.Eton resisted the urge to get out of the bed and leave without a word, to get away from this room and everything that had happened in it. He wouldn’t, of course. Doing so would be a demonstration of weakness, would betray how much the sex had rattled him. He wasn’t rattled. Just annoyed with himself. He wasn’t supposed to have sex with Kaia Kennedy, at least not at this point. Using her as a hole for his dick was unlikely to m
Kaia wasn’t sure what had woken her up. She just knew that she was lying on her side, sheets tangled at her feet.Something told her not to open her eyes, so she didn’t. She listened, straining her ears, unsure and anxious, goosebumps running down her arms.It was still night: she could hear an owl hooting in the distance, an eerie sound that made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. But there was something else. Someone else.There. The barely audible sound of breathing.Keeping her own breathing calm and even, Kaia slightly opened an eye. She had left the bedside lamp on when she’d gone to sleep, so she had no trouble seeing her surroundings. Except whoever was in the room with her—and she knew who it was—Eton Domino was standing on the other side of the bed and Kaia's back was turned to him.Then, she became aware of something else. Her shirt had ridden up, leaving her ass and legs completely exposed to Eton's eyes. Kaia's first urge was to yank the shirt down, but if she did
When Kaia woke up the next day, it was already afternoon, although if it wasn’t for the clock on the wall, there would be no way she would know. Because once again, It was snowing outside.Kaia rubbed at her eyes and stretched in the soft bed, feeling deliciously well-rested and comfy. Her muscles ached a little, but she felt more comfortable than she had in ages. She still wasn’t sure why she had been moved from her old room to this suspiciously nice one, but she hoped it wasn’t just a fluke.Then, she recalled something. Had Eton really told her these were his personal rooms?Kaia flushed, remembering the circumstances of it. Fuck. Had she really let that man handle her, hold her while she pissed, and generally treat her like a thing? His thing?Kaia's stomach did a little flip-flop. Suddenly, she had a nearly irresistible urge to run. Run somewhere far away from that strange man with cruel eyes and gentle, proprietary hands.Though…she couldn’t deny that it all had gone rather sm