Page 10 of Sacrifice

Pushing him and yanking my face out of his grip, I step out of the bed. Vincent snatches my arm in a bruising grip. “You’re disgusting,” I spit at him.

“I may be disgusting to you, sweet Aribella, but your nipples are hard under my t-shirt, and your pupils are blown.”

He runs a hand down my throat and over my chest. “Let me go.”

I’ve never felt so turned on before, but he’s... Oh. My train of thought flutters away as he flicks both of my nipples.

“So fucking responsive,” he mutters as he grabs my left breast in a tortuously hard grip.

A moan leaves me and I’m mortified. Am I one of those girls who likes it rough? My mind jumps to when Janice once told me that sometimes she likes it when her man gets a little rough and leaves a bruise on her. She says it’s because she’s been so naughty with him that he has lost control.

My self-preservation must be broken because I seem to want this. Vincent leans in, bites my ear and licks it. “Mi reina, do you like it when I grab you?”

His hand cups my breast as he pushes me back down onto the bed.

“No. I just told you to let me go.” I suck in a breath as he moves down over me. Why am I being rude to him? He could snap my neck at any moment. The t-shirt rides up my thighs as he settles in between my legs. His hand holding my arm is now at my neck, keeping me in place.

Vincent’s other hand moves down my stomach, and I tremble under his touch. “You know, I could force myself on you, but that’s not what I’m into.”

He touches my thigh and makes his way under the shirt. My eyes close and I block everything out. But my mind won’t stop thinking about how he feels on top of me. Or how my body reacts to every touch. Deep down there’s the fear that he may hurt me, and what’s worse is that I might enjoy it.

“What...” Words escape me as his finger skims along my mound. “Please...”

“What was that?” There’s humor in his tone as he touches me once again and my legs widen.

“Please don’t.” I think my words sound convincing enough, but my body is on fire and I want him to keep touching me. He bends down and kisses me.

As fast as he was there, he is gone, and looking down at me. “Your words say no, but your breathing is shallow and you’re squirming.” He kisses my face until he’s at my right ear.

“I can smell your need.” The hand around my neck tightens as I try to push him off me. “I told you not to move, Aribella.”

“And I—I asked you to let me go.” I don’t know how I managed to form the sentence. My words don’t even faze him, though. His hips thrust into mine, causing me to arch into him. The moan I was trying to keep in, is ripped from my throat as he bites my lip.

“You’ll never be free,mi pequeña reina.”

Chapter Five

My intention wasn’t to force myself on her, but now that I’m on top of her, I don’t want to stop. There’s no way in fucking hell I’m going to let her be free of me. As I grind my hips into her, I see the pleasure on her face. Aribella can deny it all she wants, but her body is loud and clear.

Keeping my hand firmly around her throat, I smile down at her. This woman has me in knots.

“If you do as I ask of you, everything will go smoothly. You’ll have nothing to fear.”

I bend down and kiss her, licking her lips. The more I touch her, the worse my obsession becomes. She’s a goddamn drug, dripping into my veins.

Trying to regain the upper hand, I growl at her. “Fight me, and although I won’t force myself on you, youwillregret it.”

Getting up, I smooth my jacket and catch my breath as I look at Aribella. There’s a blush on her cheeks and she’s trying so hard not to moan. Her legs move together and her back arches. Fuck, I want her.

Walking away, I curse myself. If I don’t leave now, I’ll end up fucking her. She’s nowhere near ready for that. Hell, she barely knows how to kiss. I tell myself I’m doing the right thing by leaving, but my cock is putting up a damn fight. He wants to be deep within her cunt.

Locking her bedroom door, I put my head against it, giving myself time to let my cock soften. I make my way downstairs to my office. It’s time to do some research onmi pequeña reina. There’s something not quite adding up with the way Carlos was making her live.

It’s a surprise to me that Mossimo isn’t here, demanding to know why I am going to all this trouble over some pussy.

I sit down at my desk. I pull up every asset known to Carlos and Aribella. By the time I’m done with my search, I’m pissed off.

Carlos let Aribella think they were broke. Fuck, I watched with my own eyes as Aribella worked like a goddamn dog while Carlos did nothing but gamble it all away.

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