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“Stop calling me that!” I snap before I can stop myself.
He cants his head to the side, “But you said?—”
“I knowwhatI said,” I huff and then drop my eyes to where my fingers are tangled in my lap. “I lied.”
I can feel him staring at me for what feels like an eternity, before he finally puts the car in gear and turns to face the road. As Luka drives, I know that I could simply trace away to my little house, but I don’t. Not when he starts driving in the opposite direction of the coven’s manor. Not even when he pulls off the main road and onto a narrow dirt lane that heads up into the mountains. Not even when we pull up to the cabin where he kept me captive.
Because, as my heart pounds in my chest and my pussy grows slick, I don’t want to. I never want to be separated from Luka ever again. But I don’t want him to know that. I’ve got a reputation, and all that.
I sit petulantly as Luka turns off the car and jogs around to my side to open the door for me.
“This isnotmy home,” I sass.
“It is until you decide where you’d like us to live,” he says.
I snort, “Luka, there is nous.” Then I squeal when he reaches into the car and lifts me out. “Put me down! I’m not staying here!”
“Hush,princeza,” he says against my temple before placing a soft kiss there.
The cabin is dark as we walk through the main living space. For the first time I’m able to take in the tasteful decorations and comfortable furniture as we pass through. The kitchen is equally cozy with the smell of coffee lingering in the air. At the back of the kitchen is the staircase that leads to the basement. When he reaches for the light switch, I start to struggle for real.
“Luka, no,” I twist in his arms. “I don’t want to go back down there.”
“Trust me, Izzy,” he says quietly.
My heart warms at the use of his name for me. This time, when he leads me down into the basement where I was once his captive, I don’t fight him.
It no longer smells like old food and sweat, but like soap and fabric softener. The bed is mostly as I remember, but the chains are gone and a canopy with gossamer fabric woven with fairy lights has been added. It’s… beautiful.
At the bottom of the stairs, he sets me on my feet where a plush rug now covers the wood floor. I want to kick off my heels and dig my toes into the thick knapp, but then I remember I’m supposed to be angry at being kidnapped.Again.
Luka circles so that he’s standing in front of me and takes hold of my hands. Slowly, he backs up, pulling me after him, until his legs hit the edge of the bed and he sits down.
“Why am I here again, Luka?” I ask him.
“Because this is where it started, so this is where it’s going to end,” he tells me as he pulls me to stand to the side of his legs. “Now, bend over my lap,princeza. It’s time for your punishment.”
I try to stagger back, but his hands tighten around mine gripping me hard enough that I can’t pull away. Not that I try very hard.
“If you think I’m going to let you—hey!” With a sharp tug, I fall across his lap and he pins me down with one arm while the other rucks my dress up around my hips. “Yousonofabitch!” I scream at him when he pulls my thong to my knees. “Get your hands off me!”
“No. In fact, my hands are going to be all over you before tonight is done,” Luka purrs as he strokes his hand up the back of one leg and across my ass.
I bite down on my bottom lip to keep from moaning at his touch as gooseflesh prickles across my skin.
“Mmm. You like this, don’t you,princeza?” he rasps as his hand slides across my cheeks and then down the back of my other leg. Over and over, up one leg, across my sensitive flesh and down the other. Until I’m squirming and my pussy is pulsing and weeping with need.
“Luka,” I breathe as I drag my cheek against his knee and arch up into his touch.
“That’s what I want to hear from you,” Luka groans and squeezes one cheek hard enough to make me jump. His hand disappears and then returns with a sharp crack followed by stinging pain.
“OW!” I cry out. I try to push myself off him, but his other hand is holding me tight as he peppers my ass with sharp spanks. “Ow, ow! Luka,stop!” I whine with each sting. When my ass is burning, he thrusts his fingers between my legs, sliding them through my slick folds.
“You sure you want me to stop?” he asks as my pussy quivers around his teasing touch. “Your cunt seems to like this.”
My face is probably as red as my ass as I press my forehead against his leg. “Yes, I’m sure, you asshole!”
Luka chuckles darkly as he pulls his hand free of my soaked pussy and slides it up to my pucker, where he circles it with slick drenched fingers. “Asshole, huh?”
