“You’re just going along with it?”
“You’re asking if I’m loyal to my family. The answer is ‘yes, unequivocally’.”
I tremble as he reaches up, the knuckle of one of his huge fingers brushing my chin, tilting my face up to his. A quiver ripples through my body as our eyes lock.
“This is happening, Bianca,” he rumbles. His mouth curls in a slightly unsettling but also horribly enticing psychotic way. “You’re mine now.”
A chill ripples up my spine.
“Please—”
“You’ll always have your safe word.”
I go still. The whole room does.
“And you may use it anytime.”
By throat bobs.
“And yet, you never have. I don’t think you will right now, either,” he muses. I gasp quietly as the hand at my chin up twists to cup my jaw. “Because you want this.”
I blanch. “I don’t—”
“Maybe you don’t want me, specifically. But you want what I can offer you.”
My throat tightens when he leans down and brushes his lips over my earlobe.
“Escape,” he growls. “A release from that awful ache inside of you.”
An electric pulse jangles through me as he runs his knuckles down my jugular.
“Cold, brutal mercy.”
His hand drops. My jaw does too, when he boldly cups my pussy through my yoga pants and panties.
Slowly, he starts to rub.
My eyes bulge, my head whipping around to the door that my fucking family is just on the other side of.
“Kratos—”
“Say it, babygirl,” he snarls in my ear. “You know the word. Say it, and this all stops. Me haunting your shadows. My control over you…”
I bite back a whimper as he starts to rub a little harder. The friction of my panties against my throbbing, swollen clit has them soaked instantly, my pussy leaking into the lace. My face flushes deeply as my teeth sink into my lip.
“Say the word, Bianca,” Kratos growls darkly. “It all stops.”
He starts to rub my pussy harder, adding pressure to my eager clit. I know he can feel how embarrassingly soaked I am—how desperately needy I am for this, even now, with everything happening.
I shudder. Kratos chuckles darkly.
“Yes, even that. You say your word right now, and it all stops. Even this marriage deal.”
The wide, thick pad of his finger keeps rolling over my clit, making my legs shake as I bite back a moan.
“But we both know you won’t,” he murmurs into my ear. “You can’t, can you?” His teeth bite my earlobe sharply, making me wince as my pussy clenches and quivers. “You’re just too greedy a little slut to shut the whole thing down…aren’t you.”
My whole body begins to shake. My pulse roars in my ears. My breath chokes off as my eyes roll back.
“Say it, babygirl.”
The filthy, squelching sounds of my messy, wet pussy rubbing against my slick panties is so loud I can feel my face burn. But he’s right.
I’m not going to say it.
I can’t.
I need this darkness.
“Say it.”
Kratos rubs harder and faster, groaning deeply into my ear as my legs begin to give out. The thickness of his finger rolls perfectly over my swollen clit, until suddenly, I can’t hold back any longer.
When I come, he clamps a hand tightly over my mouth. I know it’s to muffle my cries, but the sudden lack of oxygen sends me into orbit. I scream into his hand, my entire body shuddering as I slump against him. Kratos keeps me pinned to his massive body, his finger still rubbing my aching pussy through my pants until I swear I’m about to faint.
It’s only then that he pulls away, a dark, satisfied smirk on his lips.
“Well,” he growls quietly. “I guess that’s your final answer…fiancée.”
