Dark Wish (House of Sin 1)

It’s like Eli’s been overtaken by some mad desire to claim me—own me, even—and it brings chills to my bone.

And every kiss he plants on my skin makes me want it more and more even though my mind is telling me not to give in, not to say yes to this man, this beast.

But how could I ever win this fight if I’m not the one playing the game?

I’m merely the pawn, and he’s the master player, toying with my soul.

“Is this what you had in mind?” he whispers, tearing down the dress even farther to make a point. “Or this?”

His hand suddenly moves away from my breasts, sliding underneath my dress right where my ass is. There are no panties, no one gave me any, and they’re not in my wardrobe either. And when he touches my ass, I almost jolt up and down against the wall.

“So much you have yet to learn …” he says.

“I’m not some innocent virgin,” I spit back. Why am I trying to convince him? I don’t understand why I even care. But when he talks to me, I can’t help but fire back. As if I have this need to prove myself … to prove him wrong.

He smirks. “Oh, I know.”

When his finger slides across my pussy, I lose it. A whimper leaves my mouth almost instantly. Am I truly that easy? Or am I just … hungry for so much more?

“But you sure seem to be enjoying yourself,” he muses as he flicks my clit. “Are you?”

“Don’t flatter yourself. You’re not my first,” I retort.

“No … but I will be your last,” he growls.

I have no time to respond as a finger plunges inside me. My mouth forms an o-shape, and I have to bite my tongue to stop the moan from spilling out.

“You think you know how this goes. That a man takes what he wants and leaves it at that,” he says, circling my clit again. “That’s what you’re used to. What you were given by the countless men who came into your life and used you to their heart’s content.”

He plunges in again, thrusting not one but two fingers inside so deep that I can barely stay upright.

“But none of them ever gave you what you truly needed, did they?” he mutters, biting his lip when he sees me squirm. “None of them made you beg.”

He folds his hand up to cover my pussy as he slams inside time and time again, all while playing with my nipples until they’re taut. My eyes almost roll into the back of my head from sheer pleasure. Right then, he pulls out and continues circling my clit, playing with it until I’m on the brink. My heart beats in my throat, my lungs rapidly expanding as I try to keep up with the breaths that are slowly turning into moans.

“Please,” I whisper, breaking apart at the seams.

“Please?” he repeats. “Please … what?”

“Do what you want with me,” I murmur, drowning in lust.

Suddenly, he flips me around against the wall and shoves me against it, fishing something shiny from his pocket. Not one thing … but two.

Clamps.

My pupils dilate, but the only response I can give is a yelp as he attaches both of them, one to each nipple.

There’s a chain attached to the end, and he tugs at it, groaning with glee at the sight of my pain.

“It hurts,” I squeak.

He licks his lips with delight. “Punishments aren’t supposed to be fun, angel.”

His free hand dives back between my legs, circling my clit until I’m so hot and bothered that I can’t see straight anymore. The whole room feels like it’s swirling as he plunges his fingers inside my pussy, his other hand nudging the clamps secured on my nipples, wreaking havoc on my body.

“Fuck …” The word slips from my mouth with ease. I’m so close to falling apart that I can barely stand.

Our breaths intermingle against the wall in this tiny corner of the room. “Yes, come for me,” he murmurs. “Give your all to me.”

And as he flicks his index and middle finger across my pussy, my body explodes into delicious spasms. I buckle against the wall while he holds me upright with his body alone, his erection poking my thighs, promising more.

And I’d be lying if I said all of it didn’t turn me on.

In fact, my pussy is as wet as can be. Rarely have I ever had such a powerful release. Not even when he strapped me to the bed and turned on those vibrating panties. No, this was on another level entirely, and it makes me despise myself.

I fell apart right in his arms, and it was exactly what he wanted.

I handed it to him on a platter … my own defeat.

Chapter 28

Eli

“Please.”

The moment she uttered that word, she lost.