“Fuck me. Please… I'm yours.” I said, My voice was filled with lust. Opening my legs wider and pushing myself closer to him to show my enthusiasm. But he looked at me with a smirk on his face, his hands pinning me down so much that I couldn't move an inch. I had thought he would free his cock from his trousers at my words and slam into me the second I finished speaking, but he was more controlled than I thought, seeing as I could see the clear outline of his hard cork pressed against his pants. “You don't seem like you mean it,” he teased and began to massage one of my breasts through my clothes, and then he moved on to the next, playing with it with a bit of pressure in his hand. It felt a little painful at first, but I couldn't deny the pleasure that accompanied it. I arched my back, my toes curling in delight as he started to massage my breasts with just the right amount of strength. And then I heard the opening of a zipper making his huge cock tumble out and hit my pussy. He c
Peter's POV Draco walked in front of Enzo and me as we made our way to the underground torture chambers. The journey that normally took about 1 hour took just 35 minutes to complete. Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside. The only time you could see an emotion on his face was when he was watching some of the men in the base torture people who had betrayed him or he was doing the torture himself. But due to the appearance of the lady boss, I had thought Draco was changing, but it seems he was still the feared devil in the unde
Alexa POV I walked out of the car and said thank you to the chauffeur. I fanned my hot cheeks with my fingers. Ugh! That was so embarrassing! That rogue Morgan, he knew his guards were always around in the vicinity, so why did he do that in the car? I'm sure all of his men know what we had been up to by now and would be seeing me as some vixen and wanton woman. Ugh! Whatever! If Morgan is not embarrassed, why should I be? I better hurry in and get myself cleaned up. I can feel our juices slipping out of me and wetting my thighs. My pants could have soaked up some of it, but thanks to Morgan, I'm even not wearing pants because he tore my pants. This is so frustrating. “What are you thinking so deeply about that you are not even watching where you are going? You nearly walked into the table,” Uncle Randy said, breaking me out of my thoughts. "Haha, nothing, I... erm,” I replied flusteredly, my brain giving up on me when I needed to come up with a more reasonable excuse. “Are you o
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains violence and abuse. Please read at your own risk. Author Note: Hello, lovely readers, I wanted to depict all the emotions of the characters clearly, making me write this chapter in an author's POV. Enjoy! Author's POV Ethan looked at the emotions swirling in Alexa's widened eyes and how stiff she had become, and his heart shook. Even if he didn't want to accept it, he just knew it. ‘He might lose her forever if he kissed her,’ he realized. The determination on her face a moment ago only proved his theory. He backed away from Alexa just as she also turned her head to the side to avoid his kiss. “I'm sorry,” Ethan said defeatedly. Alexa ignored him and looked out of the car; she nearly had a heart attack from the stunt Ethan pulled earlier. She could still feel the cold sweat that was trickling down her back. “Can I leave first? I don't think I'm in the mood to watch the car race anymore,” she said, sighing. There was regret and disappointmen
Author's POV Morgan's heart skipped a beat and shot up abruptly from his seat, scaring the men around the table in fright. It would be stupid to not fear the king of the underworld. They all held their breath in doubt, seeing how strongly he had reacted due to the scream. Morgan recognized that scream; he could recognize it anywhere—that familiar voice of his little kitten. The only difference was that this scream was filled with fear, while the ones he was used to were her pleasure-filled screams. ‘What was she doing here?’ Two guards got to work immediately, thinking Morgan was angry and dragging the scared and struggling Alexa into the room. Their grip was strong as they forced her to stay still and submit to them.“Don't touch her,” Morgan growled; his voice was like a beast coming out of the pits of hell. The guards looked at each other in confusion as Morgan's words sank in. They let go of her as if they were holding hot coals. "Sorry, Draco, she was struggling, so we could
Author's POV Morgan's hand hung in the air, seeing Alexa reject him with such determination. For the first time in his life, he felt fear. A fear of losing something he had already thought was a part of his life. If he had not experienced this bliss, it would have been different. But he had already had a taste, and he was so deeply immersed in it that he didn't think he could extricate himself from it. No! He didn't want to. He needed Alexa; it was enough torture that she was not always with him and within his line of sight. It was already so unbearable that she had to leave whenever they were together. But now she didn't even want him to touch her? Did she want to drive him crazy? Did she want him to chain her just so he could keep her and make her stay with him? If that was what it took to keep her, he would do it even if she hated him for it. But he didn't want her to hate him; he wanted her to be the center of his universe. He wanted her to see him as a friend, a life companio
Author's POV Morgan finally heard her say something, and he turned her around so that she was facing him and straddling him. He looked at her intently as if he didn't want to miss any emotion on her face. Alexa was also thinking of how strong he is. It was so easy for him to effortlessly move her around and position her body in ways as if she were just a piece of paper. Maybe it was because his car was spacious too. A blush crept up onto her cheeks when she saw their sitting position. It was too intimate. If she had been wearing a dress, she was sure it would have pooled to her sides by now and that that part between her legs would have been laid bare before his eyes. Morgan saw the blush on her face and realized she must be thinking of something naughty again. Why was she so cute? Who knew such an innocent face harbored a heart full of naughty thoughts? But he wouldn't tease her now. He must know why she reacted so strongly a moment ago.“You don't want to have kids with me?” He a
Author's POV Alexa blushed in embarrassment, seeing just how easily she had reacted to his touch but didn't understand why he had stopped when he had awakened a thirst for something more within her. She wanted to ask him but couldn't find the right words when the car door opened. “We have arrived, sir,” the chauffeur said. “Go ahead, we would be out in a minute,” Morgan said to the chauffeur, then turned to Alexa, stretching his hands for her to take. “Come with me,” he said gently, but it still felt like a command. She placed her hand on top of his, and they made their way out of the car with Morgan's hold on her hand never loosening throughout the whole process. Alexa's eyes widened seeing the majestic building in front of her. It looked ancient like a castle in medieval times, but it also had a modernized style about it. With statues and a beautiful fountain in front of it. It was late in the night and the skies were dark, but the lamp posts gave the building a warm glow, as i