Filed to story: The LORDS Series Free PDF by Shantel Tessier
A smirk graces his lips. “You’re so beautiful when you come.”
My throat closes, tongue heavy. I’m not sure if it’s the way his blue eyes watch mine or the pill kicking in so quickly.
He pulls my ass to the edge of the island as he steps forward, closing the small space. His hands run up over my hips to my waist. They skate over my ribs, and I lift my arms above my head so he can remove my shirt. He tosses it behind him, and his eyes drop to my chest. I’m gasping for fucking air. It’s embarrassing really. My nipples are hard, and my skin is covered in goose bumps.
“So fucking beautiful,” he whispers as if in awe.
I blink my heavy eyes. “Haidyn?”
“Yeah, doll face?” He looks back up at me.
I have so many questions. What are you going to do to me? Whatever he wants. How long will I be a prisoner at Carnage? That’s up to me.
All of a sudden, I feel it. My skin flushes, fingers tingling. My lips part, and he cups my face, tilting my head back even more. I stare up at him through hooded eyes. They’re the prettiest blue-dark and mysterious. I’ve been obsessed with him since I first saw him on my computer in the Lords’ emails. I was doing as much research as I could on my assignment. It was all over when I saw him at our first session at Carnage. I just didn’t know it then. The way he walks, the sound of his voice, the way he stares you down. It’s like a lion watching its prey. Ready to attack.
Heat rushes in my face, and I wonder if I’m blushing or having hot flashes. My body leans into him, and his eyes drop to my parted lips. “Kiss me,” I whisper, needing to feel them on mine. I want to know what it feels like for him to willingly want me before he turns my body against me. Because I know I’ll give this monster anything he wants.
His eyes search mine before he lowers his lips. I open for him, letting him have control. He’s soft, delicate as if I’m setting him up for something. I try to lift my arms to touch him, but I can’t feel them.
His hands grip my face, and he tilts my head to the side. I moan into his mouth when his tongue meets mine.
I lean into him or fall. Not quite sure. I’m seeing fucking stars, or he’s blindfolded me. What’s up is down, and what’s forward is back. I’m lost, falling down a hole that seems to be endless.
He breaks the kiss, and I gasp, finally able to breathe. I open my heavy eyes, and his face is inches from mine.
When I try to speak, nothing comes out. I can’t form a single thought that doesn’t involve him on top of me. Sprawled out on this kitchen island while he pins me down and fucks me. What did he give me? Was it supposed to make me beg him to fuck me? Turn me on? The fact that I got myself off while listening to his recording means I didn’t need to be drugged to want him. That wasn’t the first time I have gotten myself off to it.
“Come on, doll face. It’s time to get you ready.”
TWENTY-EIGHT
HAIDYN
Ipick her up off the island, my hands under her ass as I carry her to her room. She’s fading away in front of my eyes. I needed her to take the pill. Not because I want to fuck her. I don’t need her to black out for that. But for other reasons. I knew she’d take the easy way out. No one wants to know what’s coming if given the option not to have to face it.
I’ve been in her house for the past three hours watching her sleep. She called out my name while she dreamed of me, and it made me as hard as a rock.
I told her five days, but I’ve waited six. I’ve followed her, watched her every move. I’ve been so close to her that all she had to do was open her eyes, and she would have caught me. But she’s been preoccupied. Too worried about what’s to come. Her fear is warranted. That’s why I just kissed her because soon, she won’t want me touching her, let alone looking at her. When I’m done using my new toy, she won’t know what to do with her life. She won’t know what her purpose is without belonging to me.
I lay her down on her bed. “I dreamed of you,” she whispers.
I smile down at her. “I know.”
Her heavy eyes open, long dark eyelashes fluttering. “Are you going to fuck me?”
“Not right now.” I can’t help but run my knuckles over her soft skin and down to her hip bones, dipping my fingertips into her wet underwear.
She raises her hips, a moan escaping her lips. “Please?” she begs desperately.
I didn’t give her anything that would make her horny. That’s all her. It was just to relax her. Keep her memory foggy so when she wakes up in hell tomorrow, she won’t remember how I got her there. “You’ll have plenty of time to beg me, doll face,” I assure her.
“But I want you.” Her hands come up to her chest, and she grabs her breasts.
I grip her wrists and pin them down to her sides. “I’ll remember that when you wake up.” Letting go of her, she manages to push herself up onto her forearms.
Dilated eyes meet mine, and her lips part on a heavy inhale. “Why do you want me?” she asks.
“Why wouldn’t I?” I counter honestly. I’ve wanted her since I first saw her. Now I have an in. A reason to treat her like the lying bitch she is. I know exactly who she is and who she’s working for. I’m going to make sure that when I’m done with her, she’s crawling back in tears because I used her in every way possible. I’ve always been an opportunist. And this is an opportunity that only an idiot would pass on.
She falls onto her back, eyes closing. Mine drop to her chest. They’re even more perfect in person. Perky C cup. Her pink nipples are hard, and I reach out to massage them.
She groans, her hips rising once more. Her hands come up to grab her breasts, and I slap them away. “Oh no, doll face. I’ll be the only one to touch you.”
A soft chuckle comes from her parted lips as if that’s not going to happen. I get up off the bed and walk over to the opposite side of the room where I’ve been watching her sleep. I reach down and pick up my bag and bring it over to the bed. I unzip it and her eyes open, but she looks around aimlessly.
I pull out several leather belts in multiple lengths and sizes. I slide one under her waist, and pull it tight, buckling it above her pierced belly button. I then place the little gold lock on it. Then I grip her cum-covered underwear and slide them down her legs before shoving them into my back pocket. I look over her shaved cunt, and my mouth waters.
I place another belt under her right thigh, pulling it tightly and buckling it in place with the lock. Then repeat it with the other before I connect them with short chains to the belt around her waist so she can’t push them down her legs. Then I place one around each small wrist and each arm right above the elbow. These will allow me to secure her in multiple positions. It’s endless, really. I have several in mind.
I stand and pull the connecting devices from the bag and secure the ones around her wrists to each thigh, locking her arms down by her side. “Beautiful,” I whisper.
“Haidyn?” She pulls on them but has no luck. Even if she wasn’t weak, she wouldn’t be able to get out of them. It just makes her moan again. “Kiss me.” She licks her lips. “Please kiss me like you did in my kitchen.”
I smirk, placing my fists on either side of her head. This is going to be easier than I thought. “You want me to kiss you?” What surprises me the most is how much I want to hear her say that again.
Her eyes search mine, but I’m not sure she sees me at all. Nodding, she begs, “Please?”
I grip her cheeks, and she arches her neck, parting her lips. I lower my mouth to hers and spit into it. She doesn’t even gag. Instead, she leaves it open like a good girl, and I smile, lowering my lips to hers. I kiss her. My tongue enters her mouth, tasting her, and she arches her body off the bed, begging for more. But that’s all she’s going to get tonight. Pulling away, I run my fingers over her lips and slide them into her mouth. She wraps her lips around them and sucks as I shove them to the back of her throat, making her gag.
“Fuck, doll face. Look at you begging me to fuck your mouth already.” She blinks, and her unfocused eyes start to well with unshed tears. Slowly, I remove my fingers, and her body lowers to the bed, her eyes closing.
“Where do you want my cock the most-your ass, cunt, or mouth?”
“My pussy.” She groans, her body rocking side to side. “My pussy, please…”
I chuckle. That’ll be the last hole I’ll fuck of hers. When you fuck a woman’s pussy, it’s for her enjoyment. Nothing about this will be about her. It’s all about me. She’ll learn to please me.
I lower my hands between her legs, and she spreads them for me. I run the tips of my fingers up and down, feeling her wetness from coming on herself earlier.
“Yes.” Her hips buck, but I don’t push my fingers into her.
My plans with her will take weeks, months even. I’m going to ride this train as long as I can.
I stand and watch her chest rising and falling softly. She’s out for now. “Come on, doll face.” I slide my arms under her limp body and pick her up, carrying her to her new home. I was telling the truth. How long she stays with me is up to her.
CHARLOTTE
I’m floating, but at the same time, I feel like a blanket is on top of me, weighing me down. There’s a humming in my ears, and my mouth is dry. My heavy eyes open, and I realize I’m lying on my back, staring at a black ceiling. Everything hurts, including my back. I feel like I slept on an uneven rock.
Rolling onto my side, I stop myself when I feel my arm is in the way. I try to move it, but it doesn’t work. Did I sleep on it wrong? Has it gone numb?
Sitting up, I look down at it to see black belts wrapped around each thigh and a short chain connected to matching belts that are around each wrist, pinning my arms down.
My breathing picks up, and I start yanking on them, but all it does is pinch the skin on my thighs from the leather. “HAIDYN?” I shout his name, throwing my head back, trying to get my wild hair out of my face so I can see clearly. “Haidyn?”
I’m met with nothing but silence. I manage to get to my knees. It takes a lot of work, but I’m able to get to my feet. My legs feel like Jell-O, so I press my back against a cold concrete wall, trying to take in my surroundings.