All Chapters of Infinite Love : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Amelia His long confident strides carry him away from me as I’m frozen in shock and frustration. I barely make it out of the elevator before the doors close following a few steps behind him now, he doesn’t even look back but somehow I can sense the satisfied smirk on his face. At the door he pauses and holds it open for me yet partially blocking my way, hesitating a moment I stare into his eyes that twinkle with satisfaction. Letting out a little growl as I squeeze past him, his hardness pressing into me as I do. This time I stride confidently on resisting the temptation to look over my shoulder to make sure he is watching me. Of course I don’t need to, I can sense those eyes following my every moment, I just want to look at him. Reaching my office I quickly dash inside and lock the door behind me, breathing properly for the first time since I saw him lounging against the car. I squeeze my thighs together trying to dissipate the need I still feel, it doesn’t work in the

Amelia His lips are fire, his tongue nectar, I am lost to his kiss, every part of me crying for more from him, bursting for release. Lips never leaving mine, his strong hands grip me as he walks me back a few steps, the bed hits the back of my thighs and I feel him lift me placing me on top of it. His fingers work to untie my wrists and I feel a relief that I can touch him again, satiate some of my need but as I reach for him he grips my wrists simultaneously shifting my body up the bed with his own. He deftly re-ties my wrists this time above my head to the post. Once again completely at his mercy. Something feathery soft runs over my body sending pleasurable shivers through me and I hear him chuckle at how my body moves in response to his teasing. He swirls it over my breasts stimulating the clamps and the wave of pleasure makes my pussy contract earning another whine of “Please Sir” I feel him shift down my body and his tongue laps at my pussy, the sensation of the cl

Amelia I turn to run from him and by some miracle my compulsion has worked, he is not right behind me. I had been uncertain if I had the mental clarity to make my power work the level of shock I felt finding him uncovering my deepest held secrets. He was looking at my sample, has he worked it out? Does he know the truth? What will he do? I feel sick. No wait I actually feel physically sick. Desperately my eyes search the lobby and mercifully there is a trash can not too far away. I’m painfully aware of the extra loud click of my heels on the marble floor as I dash towards it drawing unwanted attention. I barely make it there before my stomach empties loudly into it. I’m embarrassed and don’t dare look up, unable to bare the curious looks of those passing by. In a thousand years I have not been sick, vampires don’t get sick. Can he honestly affect me so strongly? As only bile remains my wretching begins to stop and I can breathe again. Wiping the tears from my cheeks I

Amelia I hesitate to respond and I see an anger in him now beyond anything I had compelled. His hand tightens a little around my neck but it only serves to make me want him more. His face moves closer to mine, eyes narrowing “Am I your true master?” And there it is the truth I can no longer deny. I give the most imperceptible nod of my head and it earns me a frustrated snarl. He presses his raging hard on into my stomach making it impossible to think straight, to come up with excuses. “Am I your fucking master Amelia?” “Yes” I whisper, his eyes blaze, “Yes” I repeat louder. The intensity of emotion in his eyes burns me like the sun, my breath catches in my chest as I wait for his response. “Do you fucking want me?” What kind of question is that, nothing in this world could be more obvious “Yes” I’m quick to respond breathlessly. His face is almost unreadable “Yes what?” Fuck me he’s still there, still needing to take control of the situation. “Yes master” the infer

Amelia “We need to talk” all three of us blurt out at the exact same moment. Shit, well the bubble is well and truly broken. The bite of the air makes me shiver and they both look at me, somehow I don’t feel self conscious under their gaze. Erik gives a heavy sigh and pinches the bridge of his nose, I can see his anger still bubbling under the surface just looking for a reason to come out. Inspecting Nico’s beautiful face, it feels like the whole world has changed since the last time I saw it, he looks tired and worried. “I need a shower and clothes then we’ll talk” I state firmly and walk away from them. “I’ll cook us dinner” Nico calls after me and I can’t help a little smile, he is a divine cook, if he wasn’t who he is he would be a world class chef. Taking my time in the shower I let the warm water soothe me, calm the torrent of emotions swirling, my nerves, my fears. Telling Erik about the baby was daunting enough but now Nico will need to know too. He will want to