His Secret (Man Of The House Taboo Erotica)

“Ahead of schedule.” He replied, but there was a hint of suspicion in his voice.

“Yes, but she was quite a bit more compliant than I expected.” I told him. I was close to finishing, but I kept my composure, carrying on the conversation as she continued to expertly entice me with her mouth. I knew that Alina could feel me throbbing every time her tongue swirled on the underside of my cock.

“Good girl.” I murmured, acknowledging her for the first time as I pushed her all the way down.

“I see, brother.” Was all Carlos said, and I watched as Alina’s eyes widened as I started to come down her throat, making her sputter. She barely managed to swallow it all with nothing coming back out, but it was not without quite a bit of choking. I released her, allowing her to kneel beside me. She looked at me questioningly before I shot her a look telling her to say nothing in once glance. Alina lowered her gaze again.

“Yes, but that would be why you’re asking my help in the first place. Wouldn’t it, brother?” I said. “I was always better at picking out girls that would give us the least amount of trouble. It’s why I didn’t have to dispose of them as you did.” I told him, and he frowned but said nothing.

“Now, I am going to take Alina away with me. You know where the guest rooms are by now, of course,” I said, and then I started walking off, expecting her to follow. I heard her get up as quickly as the chain would allow, following me to my room. I was frustrated and angry, and I didn’t want to sleep alone tonight. That also irked me, but I pushed it aside.

Alina: Confusing Revelations

The word brother still echoed in my mind. I couldn’t imagine that the person that he had described was his brother, and I couldn’t process that information. I felt as if my head were spinning. When we got to the room, there was no way that I could get aroused. My throat was raw from how he used me, and I looked at him, biting my lip nervously. I was afraid of disappointing him, and I was afraid of the fury that I saw in Master’s eyes. He started to undress, and I started to tremble. He looked at me, and for just a moment that anger was solely directed at me. I trembled even more. He slowly softened around the edges.

“Alina. I just brought you in here to sleep for now. Don’t worry just yet. You should just calm down.” He told me softly.

I was relieved, but I could tell that he was still very angry at his brother. I had so many questions to ask him, but I knew that I had no right to ask him any. When he was done undressing, he told me to sit down on the bed. I did as I was told, as I always did. He kneeled down in front of me. The sight of my Master kneeling in front of me seemed to unsettle me, but I watched as he lifted one of my feet and then the other. He delicately unlocked the cuffs, rubbing my ankles to get rid of the indentions.

His movements were sensual and controlled, and I found myself calming down. Master’s fingers grazed my thighs as he had me sit up a little. Holding onto his shoulders so that he could pull the dress out from under me, slowly lifting it up and over my head and placing it on the bed beside me. He looked at me, capturing my chin in his fingers before moving his hand to wrap his fingers in the hair at the nape of my neck. It wasn’t nearly as rough as it was just a few minutes before, and gently he pulled me down into a kiss. His lips moved across mine, and my worry and fear started to lift, but then he broke the kiss. He stood up, going to the bathroom. I looked at myself, shifting slightly before he came back with a damp washcloth.

“For your makeup.” He said simply. I didn’t expect him to comment on the tender moment that we had just shared. I nodded, thanking him before I took it and started to wipe my makeup off.

“Let’s shower together.” He said, offering me his hand.

I started to walk with him. My small hand was in his much larger large one, as he pulled me into the bathroom. It was stunning. Everything was momentarily forgotten as I saw the claw foot bathtub that looked like it had jets in it, the essential oils that were on the shelves by the sink, the stand in shower that had more jets and nozzles than I could count, and it was big enough for four people at least. The floor was tile, and it seemed like it belonged to an entirely different world than our rustic cabin.

“When you are with me from now on, you can use this bathroom. Most of this week you will be with me, and I want you to take all of your showers in here. I do not want you alone for too long.” He said gently, and I beamed at him as he turned on the hot water, filling the bathtub.

“Thank you, Master” I replied, and he nodded.

“A bath, then rinse in the shower, and bed.” He stated matter-of-factly, kissing my temple. I was still nervous, but when he pulled me into the tub to lay against his chest as we soaked, adding lavender essential oil added to the water, I started to relax despite myself. I didn’t want to think about anything until the morning, especially when I can’t do anything about it. I said to myself, closing my eyes and listening to my Master’s heartbeat, trying to remind myself that he’d keep me safe. Even if for selfish reasons alone. It brought a small smile to my face.

** Sneak Peek (Book 3) **

Further into the Chaos

I stared at Carlos. I couldn’t believe that he was related to my Master. There was something so much rougher about him. He was brash, and yet that same quality, for no go reason, made me want to trust him. It was hard to keep in mind what this man was capable of. Even though the gruesome images that my Master had spun about him still played in my head, they were hard to hold onto with him whispering in my ear. H

is hands were on my hips in a lustful but almost respectable way.

“You think that he’ll really let you live here happily ever after?” Carlos said, his hot breath against my ear.

“I’m not saying that I won’t be much better, but I’ll let you go when I’m done. It’s not like Carlos is my real name, and even if it was, do you think you’d find me on that alone? A description? I don’t even live in the states.” He said, chuckling in my ear. The chuckle was rough and hoarse. It wasn’t that he was promising me a sweet, easy way home, but he was promising me a way home.

“You’ll scream with me in pain and in pleasure. More pain with me than my brother…” He trailed off chuckling, kissing down my neck as if he was spinning a beautiful fairytale fantasy in my ear. I shivered out of fear, but he continued despite it.

“But I can give you something that my brother can’t.” He teased me, kissing my shoulder now. I bit my lip, trying to control my breathing.

“What?” I asked, whispering the question before I could stop myself. I knew I shouldn’t have asked, and yet it was on the tip of my tongue. I already knew. He had already said it, and yet I wanted to hear it again.

“You’ll get to go home.” He whispered before moving away from me.

He was once again walking away from me, and I went back to sit on my bed. I heard him going back to the living room. Master had run out to the shed to get something, and we both had heard the door open. I tried to control my breathing again, but my head was spinning. He’s lying. I told myself. What if he’s not? Another small voice in my head whispered. A voice that seemed to be getting louder by the minute. I felt torn and conflicted. Moments before I had been sure that I couldn’t wait for him to leave, and now I ached at the thought of my only chance of escape leaving, but I didn’t know who to trust.

BONUS #3: Say Yes To Daddy

Chapter One