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“Please,” I beg into his mouth, not knowing how much more of this torture I can take. I was a fool to think I would make it through this entire dinner with him in control of my pleasure.

“Say my name, little one. Just say Cain. Let me be your safe word,” he begs me right back.

“I can’t,” I cry as the pleasure becomes too much. Just when I think he’s going to be the one to give in and finally let me come, the vibration stops, leaving me panting against him.

“You’re going to say it, little one, and you’re going to say it tonight. And when you do, I’m going to take you home and fuck you until my name is the only word you can say,” he promises me. I don’t doubt him for a second, and that’s what terrifies me the most. “Last chance, unless you really want to give in with other people watching.”

As an answer, I climb off his lap and stand on shaky legs, starting my walk back to the awkward dinner we’re sure to face. The monster follows closely behind me with his hand resting on my lower back, not willing to leave me for even a second.

Chapter 15

Ainsley

Imade a huge mistake when I chose my seat at the dinner table.

Wait, that’s not right.

I made a huge mistake by choosing my seat first.

The Nash’s dinner table is circular, so there are no sides of the table. I chose a seat at random, trying to ignore some of the awkward stares and get the dinner started. Unfortunately, I didn’t think about the monster when I chose my seat. So, he’s now sitting to my right. Where he can put his left hand on my thigh and use his right hand to play with the remote in his pocket.

Even worse, Ethan is to my left, close enough that I can hear every breath he takes through the silence echoing throughout the room. I learned quickly that any time I turned my gaze to him, I earned myself a tight squeeze on my thigh and a zap from the vibrator.

“I enjoy seeing my son and someone I consider my daughter so happy together,” Mrs. Nash comments, breaking through the silence. “After how upset you were over Christmas, I didn’t expect to see you like this so soon, Ainsley. You are happy, aren’t you?”

I look to the monster for guidance, not really sure how to answer this question. I’m not exactly unhappy, but it also wasn’t my idea to spend spring break being kidnapped yet again.

The monster looks back with a raised eyebrow, waiting to hear my answer. When I take too long to produce any words, his left hand snakes up my thigh while his right hand reaches into his pocket and hits the button, sending vibrations to my overly sensitive clit.

“Yes,” I cry out suddenly, attempting to hide the sound of the vibrator against the chair. “He certainly knows how to piss me off and I’d love nothing more than to slap him across the face right now, but he also knows how to make me happy.”

The vibration stops right before I lose control and let out a moan, and beside me, the monster chuckles. Mr. and Mrs. Nash look at me strangely, not used to hearing me talk like this. I’ve never been an angry person around them. Beside me, Ethan refuses to acknowledge the words I just said.

“And you, Cain? Are you happy with Ainsley?”

“Very much so,” the monster answers. I can feel his stare drilling holes into the side of my head, but I refuse to look at him right now. “She’s the reason for my existence. I adore her, and I intend to show her that every day that she’ll allow me.”

Mrs. Nash claps cheerfully, more than happy to see the two of us together like this, even if dinner started out on the wrong foot. “Tell me how you two met.”

“Oh, he loves telling this story. Don’t you?” Now I finally turn my gaze to the monster, amusement lighting up my eyes. I can’t wait to hear what he has to say.

“We had been talking for a few weeks,” he starts. “Just texts.”

As he talks, his hand slips higher until it’s under my dress, tracing the edge of my panties.

“We decided to meet up at the Halloween fair.” His fingers push aside my panties, letting in an icy breeze against my heated flesh. I swear, by the end of the night, I’m going to have a rash from my wet panties chafing against my thighs. “There she was, in her gorgeous black dress, looking like the most beautiful corpse bride I’d ever seen.”

One of his fingers slides up my slit, collecting the wetness gathered around the vibrator snugly fitted in there. “I just knew I had to have her. She’s been mine ever since.”

As he finishes his short speech, his hand slides out from under my dress, and I watch with fascination as he slips the finger coated with my arousal into his mouth, tasting me in front of everyone at this dinner table.

“That’s not how I remember it,” I blurt as I pull my eyes away from the way his finger is twirling around his mouth. He pulls it out, a challenge in his eyes as he reaches back into his pocket.

“Do tell,” he says as the vibration starts inside of me, making me grit my teeth.

“You stalked me,” I get out, trying to ignore the overwhelming pleasure he’s forcing me to feel. “Cornered me in the maze and drugged me.”

Mrs. Nash gasps in horror as I lurch forward, gripping onto his arm and digging my nails into his skin for support. We’re not even halfway through dinner, and I’m so close to giving into him. So close to screaming his name and coming in front of everyone at this table.

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