Page 42 of Unhinged

He raises a brow. “Is it? I think it’s the most sane thing in the world.” And then he devours me, his tongue lapping at my clit and sending lightning strikes of pleasure through me.

My body is on fire as his tongue delves into my pussy. The rough pad of his thumb circles my clit, making me pant for oxygen. Once I’m sure I’m on the edge, ready to shatter, he stops and gazes at me with dark eyes.

“Tell me how much you like it, baby. Tell me how much you like being at my mercy.” He shoves a finger inside me, and I gasp, trembling for him.

“Answer me,” he demands.

I nod. “I love it.” My body thrums with desire as he chuckles.

“That’s my good girl,” he breathes, kissing my inner thigh and slowly moving closer to where I need to feel him. “Do you want more? Do you want me to devour you until you’re screaming my name?”

I can hardly think past the desire which has taken control of my mind.

“Answer me.” He spanks my inner thigh, and I gasp.

“Yes, I want more, please.”

“Make me believe you, little bird.” His wicked smile sends a shiver down my spine. He leans in closer, tracing a path up my inner thigh with his lips until he’s right there, so close to where I need him. “Beg me,” he murmurs against my skin. The warmth of his breath sends sparks of pleasure coursing through me. “Beg me to taste you again.”

His demand has my heart pounding in my chest, my mind a whirl of desire. “Taren,” I whimper, my hips arching off the floor toward him. “Please,” I groan, the words scraping raw from my throat. “Taren, lick me, taste me again.”

His intake of breath is sharp, a hiss in the quiet room. He’s waiting, I realize, for more. And I want to give it to him. I want to give him everything.

“I need you inside me,” I whisper, desperation tinging my words. “Please, Taren, fuck me. I need you. I want you. Only you.” The last words are a hoarse whisper, my voice breaking under the weight of my desire.

His dark eyes gleam with triumph and something darker, wilder. He grins, a predator ready to claim his prey, and I know, at this moment, I would give him anything he asks of me. “Sorry, little bird. But it’s not time yet. I’ll eat you, though, since you asked so nicely.”

I grind my teeth, feeling irritated, and I’m about to complain when he starts to finger me. And then he sucks my clit. His teeth gazing it softly.

My body convulses, a sharp gasp escaping me as his tongue works its magic. His hard gaze is locked on mine, watching, waiting for every reaction.

The world narrows down to this dark room, to him and me, the rough concrete crate beneath me, and the relentless pleasure he’s drawing out of me with his mouth.

“Taren,” I plead, my voice a raspy whisper.

He doesn’t respond, licking me over and over. His thick fingers plunge in and out of my wetness. This time, when I feel myself near the edge, he doesn’t stop. He drives harder, slamming his fingers into me with so much force I break apart.

My body convulses, pleasure ripping through me in waves, and my scream echoing around the room. When I return to earth, he’s there, grinning at me wickedly, his lips glistening in the dim light.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, his fingers gently tracing my inner thigh. I can only blink at him dazedly, my body still thrumming with aftershocks, my mind still reeling. “Now,” he purrs, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my skin, “it’s time for you to go back into your cage, little bird.”

His words break the spell. Reality comes rushing back in, and I sit up, that ache returning in my chest. What if this is all a game to him? It’s clear he’s not exactly sane. And perhaps he likes to mess with girls they capture now and then. Tell them he’ll break them free and act like he’s protecting them when he’s playing a game with them.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” he asks.

I shake my head. “Like what?”

“Like I shattered your heart into a million pieces.”

“Perhaps because you did.” I clench my fists. “You do every time you put me back in my cage.”

He steps forward, cupping my face in his hands. “I never want to break your heart. It breaks mine putting you in there. But when the time is right, I’ll destroy everyone that forced me into this position. I’ll burn the world down until it’s just the two of us.”

“And my friends,” I say.

He laughs. “And your friends.”

I know my doubts are silly. Taren cares about me for some inexplicable reason, and I care about him. “Okay,” I breathe.

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