Page 28 of His Stolen Bride


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By the time she reached a hundred, she wasn’t herself anymore. She opened her mouth fully over the crown of his shaft and sucked up every bit of pre-cum.

Elliot growled at her. His hand snaked into her hair as he pulled her mouth off his cock. His gaze penetrated her. He pulled harder at her root. She reacted to his actions by squeezing the dome inside her pussy.

But he was always in charge. Without taking his eyes off her, he set the toy into motion again.

Vivian immediately started to pant, then heaved as the vibrations turned up. She had to remember to not stop clenching, but all she wanted to do was let go and come. She glanced at the belt wrapped around his hand.

God, she couldn’t do anything that would risk him using it on her for the simple reason that once he did, she would become his slave forever. Whether she was nothing but a pawn in his game or not.

She cringed and grimaced, holding onto the very object inside that she wanted to push out because the overload of sensations bordered levels she couldn’t handle.

She was going to fail. She was going to come, the toy would fall out of her. She would be punished. Accepting her fate, Vivian handed herself over.

Her body skyrocketed to the moon. But before she had to worry about the plug, Elliot picked her up, wrenched the still vibrating dome from her pussy, and forced her down on his cock while he grabbed her naked nipple with his mouth and sucked.

He made her take all of him until she sat on his balls. She was still sore but it didn’t matter.

His hand went back into her hair, keeping her attention on him, her eyes forced to stay open.

Her body continued to rattle through the spasms of her orgasm. Her pussy was already conditioned to clutch impossibly tight whatever was in her pussy. This time his cock.

Elliot growled at her. Staring deep into her eyes, his cock lengthened and hardened before he splatted the walls of her pussy with his cum.

She had never seen anything more magnificent than Elliot Knight coming inside her.

“I own you,” he said, his cock jerking inside her again. She lost count of the number of times his shaft jolted as he ejaculated another ribbon of his cum then another.

Elliot didn’t allow her to clean up. But she did manage to snatch her panties up from the floor and slipped into them. If nothing but to prevent leaks down her legs.

He made her sit on a chair at the dinner table, while he cooked her a steak, a spud and some leafy greens. Then he made her eat everything on her plate.

She drifted into a different dimension as she watched him move around his kitchen. She swapped all her problems and replaced them with bliss and imagined how they would be if he actually liked her. For who she was. Not because his enemy was supposed to marry her.

When she stumbled with sadness that he would never feel that way about her, she knew it was time she made a concerted effort and left. She didn’t belong in his world.

And the answer, she realized, lay with Everleigh and Arabelle. She had to take them into her confidence and tell them the truth about everything. Her cousin, Uncle Matteo, the Russians, Tobias.

They would see that her situation was nothing like theirs. Her being married to Elliot put innocent people’s lives at risk. They would see her plight and help her. She knew they would.

Tomorrow night. At the dinner party. She would tell them everything. They would understand and help her get a message to the Russians to get her out of this marriage legally thereby freeing her to marry Tobias Ariti.

Chapter Fifteen

Vivian looked at herself in the mirror one more time. She had chosen a simple black dress that reached her knees and hugged her figure. No matter what, Deidre had pegged her size perfectly.

Thick straps crossed over her shoulder and she coupled the dress with a pair of stilettos. She fashioned her hair into a sleek bun and applied some of the make-up Deidre had also supplied.

Elliot had been running late so she was completely dressed by the time he arrived.

She still carried the heat in her cheeks when he slipped his hands into his pocket then just stared at her.

She was the first to look away under the intensity of his gaze. Now, after showering and changing into a black suit, he pulled his jacket through his arms.

“Ready?” he asked. She grabbed her clutch bag and nodded. Her stomach had turned into a pit of nerves. After tonight, she could very well be on her way to Tobias. The Russians were powerful and had contacts all over the world. She didn’t doubt they would help her.

Elliot opened the door of his sports car for her. It had been days since she had been allowed to leave his apartment. She should have been soaking up the sight of the city under the night sky. Instead, all her attention remained fixed on the man sitting in the driver’s seat, driving too fast but so confidently she didn’t worry about losing her life.

“What’s your favorite color?” she asked. The question surprised her more than it did him.

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