Page 23 of Jealous Vows

She spasms but doesn’t wake.I pinch and lift her chin.Her eyes pop open, and she pulls in a shaky breath.She looks around in confusion, but I shift my grip and cover the entire bottom half of her face with one hand.Panic widens her lashes, and she smears blood on my sleeve as she claws at my arm.I shush her and hold her tighter.

“Hush,bambolina.I’m not going to hurt you.Yet.”

The potent mix of fear and fury emanating from her is mesmerizing.I want more.Her nostrils flare and breaths blow over the back of my hand as she bucks and writhes.

I smirk and nuzzle her temple.

“That’s right, Sienna.Fight harder.”

She shoves at my wrist and elbows my chest, and although the strikes are impressive for her size and position, they’re no match for my strength.

“Such a violent little doll, aren’t you?Relax,bambolina.I’ve got you.No one can save you now.”

She gives the cutest little growl and tries to dislodge my grip by bracing her heels on the padded bench and thrusting and twisting her hips.

I lick the shell of her ear before pouring my mockery into my whisper, “I have duct tape and another set of handcuffs in my pockets if you’d like me to use them, but I didn’t think you werethatkinky.”

She freezes.Her ragged breathing jostles her on my lap.I nip her ear in retribution for grinding against my hard cock.

“Good girl.Are you ready to listen?”

She relays her defiance and hatred in a single pause but then nods as much as my grip will allow.I continue murmuring in her ear, the adrenaline and excitement roaring through my veins threatening to take over if I so much as see her response to my next demand.

“Here’s what you’re going to do; you’re going to take off your panties, smear some blood on the fabric, and toss them on the floor.”

I bite the inside of my lip and use the sting to center my focus before lifting my head and studying her expressive eyes.The view of my thick fingers and powerful hand wrapped around her dainty face sends fissures of dark delight down to the base of my spine.My balls throb and cock jerks.

Despite her terror, she glares pure hatred at me.

“Can you do it yourself, or do you need my help?”I rumble through a throat thick with desire.

She closes her eyes and takes a shaky breath through her nose before shaking her head.

“Sorry,bambolina, that was confusing.I’m going to take my hand off your face.”

Hope sparkles in her caramel gaze.I squash it the best way I know how.

“If you scream, I have something right here—” I grind my hard dick against her ass “—to shut you up.Capisci?”

Her reluctant nod doesn’t inspire much confidence, but most of the wedding guests left the venue already, so a scream or two most likely won’t alert anyone.

I shift my hand down to her throat.She swallows.I bite back a groan as the slender column shifts against my palm.

“Do you need my help, Sienna?”I ask.

“No,” she snaps.

I rub my thumb up and down the side of her throat and along her jawline.

“Then do it,” I growl.

“Here?”

The challenge in her voice solidifies my decision.

“Yes.Here.Just like this.Right now.”

A shiver wracks her entire body.I bite back a groan.