Page 62 of Sacrifice

"Aribella, get out of the vehicle." My anger at her trying to get away from me is strong enough, that I'm afraid I'm going to hurt her.

When she steps out of the vehicle, Mossimo talks gently to her, and she nods her head. He takes the keys from her and gets in. Once he's driven away, I grab Aribella and take her to the nearest building. I almost laugh at the fact that it's the damn library. It doesn't matter what fucking room we are in, I'm going to havemi reina.

A slow breath leaves her, and she looks at me as I slam the door shut. There's no one in here at the moment and if there were, I'd have already told them to get the fuck out.

"Youwantme to be The Beast, don't you?" I growl at her and back her up into the closest bookshelf. "Answer me."

"Yes. I'm not... I don't..." She looks up at me, pleadingly, with her soft eyes. I want her badly, but I want her to beg for it. "You are distant from me and I don't understand why."

"Distant?" How the fuck can she think I'm distant? "I'm working my ass off to make sure you are always safe and I can retire."

Her left hand comes up and touches my chest. "I know, and I'm thankful for you. But... if I don't challenge you or make you upset, you won't touch me."

The tears that well in her eyes make my stomach knot up. "Aribella..."

She cuts me off and shrinks into herself. This isn't like my fiery reina. Fuck, have I really made her feel like I don't want her?

"You don't want me anymore." She steps away from me. "Just let me go. We don't have to make this complicated. I mean, I'm grateful for the things you've done for me, but it's obvious I turn you off now."

Maniacal laughter leaves me and I grab her. "You have no fucking idea how bad I want you. There's no way I can describe the need to strip you naked, bend you over a goddamn chair or table and fuck you. I've been letting you heal."

When I step closer to her, she doesn't step away. That's a fucking start, I think. "You are going to strip your ass down right now, Aribella."

Her shiver is so strong, I see it. Those gorgeous eyes of hers go wide and she trembles. "I'm not playing,mi reina. Strip your pretty little ass out of your clothes before I do it."

As she bites her lip, I take off my suit jacket and slowly pull my belt out of its loops. My breath quickens as she takes off her shoes and her shirt. I know her body is littered with scars now. The need to make her feel wanted overrules my anger because I've already taken care of the problem.

Undoing my tie, I watch her intently as she takes her jeans off and stands there in her bra and bikini bottoms.

"Mi reina..." I gasp as she gets on her knees in front of me.

She peers up at me as her left hand works my cock out of my boxers. "You told me once that I would have to beg for you to... to fuck me."

A nervous little yelp comes out of her as she cusses. It's the cutest thing I've ever heard. "I'm not begging you for that purpose." She gulps, nervously moving her hand up and down my cock. "I'm begging you to make all the bad stuff go away."

"Goddamn,mi pequeña mariposa." I can barely speak as she licks the tip of my dick. "Fuck," I growl and run my hands through her hair.

"Keep your mouth on me, Aribella," I command, but I'm not sure she's even listening. Her eyes are closed, mouth wide open, and she keeps inching down on me.

If this is what she needs, then I'll happily oblige her. It doesn't take her long to get my entire dick in her mouth and I look down at her. "Such a good girl for me. Taking my cock and sucking so damn good."

The praise makes her blush, but she runs her hands up my thighs, making my legs tingle. Pushing her head down until her nose pushes into my skin, I growl with need. In the back of my mind, I feel like I should be a bit gentler, but I hear her moan.

A soft whimper comes from her as I hold her head down and fuck her mouth. Her nails score my thighs and I pull back and out of her. My orgasm hits me as she licks the underside of my cock. Thick ropes of semen hit her face, and for a moment I can't do anything but enjoy the sight.

Shit, I didn't mean to cum all over her face, but she's not freaking out. That's a good sign. "You look pretty with me all over you."

Another blush graces her cheeks, and I smile as she licks the drops that are on her lips. "Pick a table and bend over it. Legs wide apart and hands behind your back."

When she blinks at me, I wonder if I've asked too much of her. Instead of telling her she doesn't have to do it, I go for broke. "Now,mi reina."

This gets her in gear. She walks over to the nearest table and bends over. I wait, wondering if she'll do as I’ve said. My heart races with each second that passes. Her legs move and I see her pussy peeking out at me, wet and ready to be used.

Aribella lays her head down on the hard wooden surface, facing away from me as she puts her arms behind her back and takes a deep breath. This is a huge moment for us. Hell, it might even define the way we move forward. And goddamn, I hope we move forward with this dynamic between us.

The idea of not having to force Aribella to do anything and her wanting this power exchange means a hell of a lot to me, it means she trusts me. Picking up my tie off the floor, I walk over to her and run the silk along her back. Aribella moans and I watch as her back moves into an arch.

Every place the tie touches, I kiss and by the time I have my tie around her wrists, she's squirming. "Please, Vincent, more. Please."

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