Distorted Love (Dark Intentions Duet 1)

His cell starts ringing. Ryken looks to it then slides it onto the table looking back to me.

“Maybe start off slow. Don’t you think? I’ve never been with a virgin before.”

His words make me blush. “Does that bother you? I wouldn’t think it would, considering you paid for it.”

Ryken doesn’t move or blink as he watches me. My hands start to move again, but I desperately attempt to stop myself before he can say anything. I can feel my skin heating up, and the redness on my skin is shining through. And nothing I can do will stop it.

“Do I make you nervous, Barbie?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want to have sex with me, Barbie?”

I answer him honestly, “Yes.”

He smirks at my words. “I thought so.” He stands, stepping near me. His hand drops and he keeps it open, offering it to me.

I take it because despite what’s happening, how I ended up in this position, I’m glad it’s him. I wanted it to be him, anyway. Tonight, I’m going to lose my virginity to a man that paid for it. He could have taken it freely. I know I would have given it to him freely. I tried, but he turned me down.

Pulling me into a large room, I spot the bed. It’s all white—sheets, duvet, pillows—and I think about what Livia told me.

The blood!

Is white the smartest choice?

Possibly not.

“Last chance to back out, Barbie.” He stops in the room, dropping my hand from his. The way he looks at me evokes one thing in me—desire. And it’s pure and it’s for him, and only him.

Why he makes me feel this way, and no others can is beyond me.

Stiles kisses my cheek, and I get nothing. No butterflies or need to grab him for more. A simple glance from Ryken and I’m putty in his fucking hands. He makes me malleable, compliant and submissive all with one look.

“You get what you paid for.”

He shakes his head. “Don’t play that game. Right now isn’t about the money. You feel it as much as I do. The room’s buzzing with it. Electricity is bouncing off of both of us and zipping around the room.”

Dropping my bag to the floor, I reach for my dress buttons.

“This doesn’t change us, Barbie. Once this night is over, you must grasp the fact that we’re not a thing. Do you understand that?”

I laugh at his words. “Do you think I’m that childish? I fucking know you bought me, Ryken. This…” I throw my hand around between us, “… isn’t leaving this room. I actually plan to never speak to you again.”

This time he laughs. Except it’s not a crack-me-up-joke type laugh. He’s mocking me. It’s more of a dangerous laugh.

“Oh, you will be speaking to me. Don’t think you won’t be, Barbie. Now undress.”

I do as he commands because my body wants to do as he instructs. The way he speaks makes me want to do anything he wants me to do. Who am I, and what have I done with the real Saskia?

It seems his Barbie has come out to play, and somehow she does what he says when he says it.

My dress falls to the floor, my hand skirts along my bare belly, running my fingers along until I reach the edge of my panties. Pulling, I slide them down my legs and step out. Then I make my way up to my bra. His eyes darken, more so than I’ve ever seen. Watching me intently. Watching my every move, he’s making sure his eyes find mine every time before they skirt back to where my hands are.

Dropping my bra, my breasts are free, and I’m completely naked. Yet, I don’t feel an ounce of shyness around him. He makes me feel empowered. He makes me feel wanted.

And I’ve never felt wanted in all my life.

It’s the most amazingly powerful thing that someone can feel.

And Ryken Lord just made me his living breathing Barbie without even knowing it.

Chapter 13

Ryken

Her hands are on her body, her skin soft and inviting. Her lips plush and pink, ready to be kissed. My hands move for the buttons on my shirt, unbuttoning each one until I slide it from my arms. Her head falls to the side as she looks to my trousers then I unbuckle them and drop them too, both of us completely naked staring at each other.

“Enemies to lovers.” Her words echo through the room.

I shake my head. “Lovers… soon to be enemies,” I say, because it’s going to happen. It’s going to come about when I end up with her cousin.

Which will be my next move.

It’s the right one.

Tonight, though, I don’t have to think about any of that. Tonight, I get to be with her and not worry about the outside world. Tonight my Barbie is all mine to do with as I please.