Damaged Queen (Darkness Within Duet 2)

He missed.

She smirked.

“You did that on purpose.”

“Actually, I’m curious. You knew I didn’t want it. Felt how dry I was and I’m just curious about what you would have done.”

Draven removed his jacket. “It didn’t happen, so the point is moot.”

“It’s not to me. You’ve taken the time to plan a great deal of punishments at my expense.”

She leaned forward, and he let her have another shot. The ball went into the hole, and it was his turn again.

Tuning her out, he sank a ball, and it was her turn.

“I would have thrown you into the cells,” he said.

She missed the ball. She cursed and pushed down her pants. The shirt was large enough to cover her ass and some thigh for now.

“You like those cells.”

“I’ve never been in them on a personal level, but I know a lot of women have. Men, too.”

“Why do you still have them?”

“They have a purpose.” He shot another ball.

So did she.

He missed his next ball as she bent over. The shirt she wore rode up, showing off a great expanse of thigh and ass.

His cock hardened, and he wanted inside her.

He removed his shirt, and it was enough of distraction that when it came to her ball, she missed again.

The shirt went, and seeing as she had no more clothes on, she was completely naked, at his mercy. Just how he liked her.

“I like this look on you.”

“How do I stop you from taking out more punishments?” she asked, surprising him and causing him to miss a ball.

Once he removed his pants, he turned toward her. “Was that to get me to miss a ball or are you serious?”

“I don’t want to be punished. Alan is not around, and even though you don’t believe me, I know what he’s capable of. I know what he would have done if I didn’t run. I didn’t want to, and it came with a cost. I’m willing to do whatever it takes to stop this. To stop the punishments and for you to trust me again. I’m not going anywhere, Draven. I mean that.”

****

There was no life for her away from Draven or Axel. To Harper, it was really about Draven, but they came as a team, she knew that.

Fighting with him wasn’t helping her. She didn’t wish to be part of another whipping night or whatever punishments he had in store. From what she’d seen of Alan and what she knew already, they were not short of hurting women.

That alone scared her.

Also, Draven was … unpredictable.

He’d always been a force to be reckoned with growing up, but now it was more intense.

She wasn’t afraid of him, more of what he may do if he completely lost it.

There were times she caught him looking at her, and she didn’t for a second think he would ever hurt her. Then there were moments, she truly believed he was going to kill her.

Had Alan done that big of a number on him that he fought constantly with what he felt he had to do, or what he wanted to do?

Ten years was a long time, and she already saw the darkness that surrounded him.

“You must vow your loyalty to me and to Axel. Only in time, during situations will I be able to trust you. I can’t give you more than that right now.”

“So there’s nothing I can do to prove it to you.”

“You can prove it every single day.”

“How?”

“By your actions. I’ll see it when I look at you. When I see you. When I know that you can be trusted above all others. Your turn to shoot.”

She bent forward, aware of how close he was.

When he touched her ass, the tips of his fingers sliding across her flesh, she moaned and completely forgot about the game.

He chuckled.

“You’ve lost the ball and have no clothes. What am I going to do with you?”

She turned, and Draven didn’t let her get too far. He stood right in front of her, trapping her between the pool table and his body. His hands on the edge of the table kept her locked into place. She had no desire to run, even as he pressed his body against hers. The hard length of his cock brushed her stomach, and arousal flooded her body.

“What do you want to do?”

He cupped her tit, and the roughness of his hands took her by surprise. It showed he didn’t always sit behind a desk while other people did his dirty work.

“I want to see your pussy.”

She went to move, but he wouldn’t budge.

“Where do you want me?”

“Right here.”

He gripped her hips and helped her to sit on the edge of the pool table.

She held his shoulders trying to balance herself. He pushed the balls out of the way, and she leaned back, spreading her thighs wide.