Page 26 of The Rise

When we finish eating, Hunter goes to help as I sit back and watch him. There’s something about him I just can’t get past. Something deeper to him I want to know.

He must feel me staring at him because he turns to look at me and smiles. My heart leaps in my chest, but at the same time, I don’t smile back because what if they show up? What if they find me and hurt Hunter?

He sees it, the look on my face. He walks over and squats in front of me, looking me in the eye.

“What is it?”

“What if they find me, Hunter? They’ll kill me.”

“I’m not going to let that happen.”

“You barely know me.”

“I know enough to know I’m keeping you, Lana. I know enough to tell you you’re mine now.” I shake my head. How can he say that? He knows nothing about me.

“You can’t make that decision already, Hunter.”

“I can, and I will.” Now he stands, and I see the anger in his eyes.

“No, you can’t.” Now I’m on my feet in front of him, my arms crossed over my chest.

“You seem to need a reminder, little rebel.”

“What?”

“Get on your knees.” It’s a demand, and I know it is, but I want to challenge him right now.

“No.”

“Get on your knees,” he growls this time. I stand my ground, not moving. Hunter moves closer to me, his warm breath dancing over my flesh.

“I won’t say it again. I will pull your pants down and let everyone watch as I spank your ass and withhold every fucking orgasm for the next week. Now get on your fucking knees.” Just his threat has my knees going weak. And just to hear him praise me, I drop to my knees. He doesn’t smile at me this time; he just stares at me.

Then he reaches out, running his calloused fingers along my cheek as he says, “Such a good girl for me, aren’t you, little rebel? Is it only for me? Are you only a good girl for me?” he asks. I nod my head because no one has ever made me do the things he does. No one has ever told me that, either. “Say it, little rebel. Tell me you’re my good girl.” I debate opening my mouth to answer him, but then I see the serious look in his eyes, and I do it.

“I’m your good girl.”

Chapter 13

Hunter

Seeing her like this, on her knees in front of me, makes my cock hard. It seems to be that way all the time with Lana. I know there’s other shit for me to deal with, but right now, she needs my attention, and she’s going to get it.

I run my fingers along her cheek as she gazes up at me. I’m not sure what she’s thinking, and I don’t ask. It’s the fact she thinks I’d let them touch her that pisses me off. I might not know her well, but I know enough to stake my claim. I’m a God, for fuck’s sake. I can claim any fucking woman I want, and what I want is her. There’s no out for her after I take her as mine. There’s no way for her to leave me. She just doesn’t know that yet, and I don’t plan on telling her until it’s too late.

“Follow me. On your knees,” I tell her. I turn to walk, and she does as she’s told, crawling on the floor behind me. No one looks our way; they all know better. I push the door open, and we make our way inside before I slam it shut behind her. “Stand up.” Lana stands, although she looks like she wants to fight me. And I like that. I do. I admire a girl who doesn’t take things lightly, but she’ll quickly learn I’m not someone to play games with. When I want something, I’ll take it, just like her.

“Take your clothes off,” I order her. She shakes her head, and I smirk at her. Then I move closer, picking up a knife off the table beside her and pressing it against her throat. “I don’t like to repeat myself, but since this is still new to you, I will. But only once. Take your clothes off,” I growl this time. She swallows hard, and the knife presses deeper into her flesh before sheactually starts to take her clothes off. I step back allowing her the space to get her shirt off before she moves to her pants next. When she’s naked in front of me, I motion for her to come to me.

“Do you know how fucking sexy you look doing what you’re told?” I ask her. She shakes her head. I didn’t think so. I’m sure no one has done this to her. I reach out and run my hand around her throat, pulling her lips to meet mine. Then I kiss her like I’ve never kissed her before, and I don’t stop until her legs are trembling and she can’t breathe.

When I pull back, she’s breathless, and that’s exactly how I wanted her. I walk over to the corner and grab the chair I had Hoax make just for her. I knew she would act up again, and I knew I’d need a new way to punish her for it.

I take the chair into the cage and set it down before adjusting the dildo attached to the seat.

“Come in here,” I tell her. Lana walks into the cage, where I grab her and shove her against the wall, thrusting two fingers inside of her. Lana moans, and I love it. I work my fingers in and out until she’s soaking wet for me. Then I pull my fingers free and move her where I want her.

“Sit and slide that inside of you,” I instruct, nodding toward the chair.

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