Mistress to a Monster

Chapter Eleven

Milah didn’t know what to do.

If she took the deal, then she was at his command.

You’re at his command anyway!

What was the point of this deal? Was it to humiliate her?

No one but the two of them was there to witness it. If she backed away now, he’d still know she had something to hide, and that just … annoyed her even more.

There was no way he was going to win this. Not today.

She didn’t know what she could do to help herself. Maybe nothing, but she wasn’t going to back down from this.

“Deal,” she said.

The moment she said it, she felt like she heard the nail in the coffin.

She hated Damon De Luca with a fiery passion, but her body hadn’t got the fucking update. Even as she hated him, there was still attraction.

Gritting her teeth, she stared at him defiantly.

His cock was hard, thick, and soft to the touch. She liked how it felt in her hand, and again, it was another reason to hate what he was doing to her.

Why was Damon doing this?

Was this all part of his plan?

To make her suffer because of what her father did? She wouldn’t put it past him. Hatred rushed through her, but it wasn’t completely true, or was it?

Damon pushed her hand out of the way.

He pressed against her shoulders so she had no choice but to lean back, falling. He had her dress pushed up around her waist in a matter of seconds. She looked at him, waiting as he pressed his palm against her pussy. The frown that had strengthened across his brow smoothed out as he smiled.

His fingers touched between her slit, and like a victor, he held them up for her to inspect. “I think it is fair to say that I won.” His fingers glistened from her arousal.

Milah glared at him. She hated him so fucking much.

“I think someone owes me those lips.” He pressed his mouth to hers in a quick, fleeting kiss, then stood.

It wasn’t fair that Damon De Luca was a fine specimen of a man. She didn’t want to be aroused by his heavily inked body or by the blood that she knew covered his hands.

This man was her enemy.

Within seconds, the dress that had been impossible to put on was off and in his hands. He flicked the catch of her bra, and then the panties she wore were gone. He gripped her neck, lifting her off the bed and pulling her in close. Their bodies were flush against each other.

She couldn’t look away as she stared into his eyes. They were so dark, but as he looked at her, she got a sense that they were filled with warmth. Was she trying to find it? Did it really exist?

He’s the enemy.

Do not fall for any of his tricks.

Ignore him.

There was no time to as he slammed his lips down on hers. The grip on her neck loosened as he started to move down and took her ass in his hands. He pulled her close, and she felt the hard ridge of his cock as it pressed against her stomach.

A moan slipped from her lips, and then all too soon, he pulled away. His hands were at her shoulders, and this time, he pushed on them. Milah had no choice but to sink to her knees before him.

Now, on the floor, at his mercy, she stared up at him, waiting, curious, wondering what was going to happen next.

“I like you this way. On your knees.”

She licked her lips, feeling her mouth was so dry.

“Open your mouth.”

Milah reluctantly did as he asked.

He groaned.

“Push your tongue out.”

She did so and watched as he moved forward. His hand went to the base of his cock, holding his dick stiff and firm, and then, he placed the tip against her tongue and slid it into her mouth.

Milah watched him as she closed her lips around his thick length.

He growled. One hand still rested at the base, but he once again, fisted her hair.

“Suck it. Don’t use teeth, just those precious lips. That’s right, baby, slowly. Fuck, that feels good.”

He moved in and out of her mouth, and Milah hated that she wasn’t … repulsed by it. She should hate him. She wanted to, but he felt nice.

When she tried to close her eyes, he gripped her hair even tighter, not allowing her to close them.

Damon had control.

She watched him as she began to rock into her mouth. At one point, he pressed quite deep into her mouth that for a few seconds, she thought she was going to choke, but he stopped himself from going too deep.