Page 49 of My Bloody Valentine

She bites her lip, nodding. “It’s so fucked up, but it turns me on. The mystery, the darkness...”

“The danger.” I run the knife lazily across her skin, savoring her reactions. “Knowing that at any moment, I could thrust this knife into your back instead.”

She gasps at my words, but not out of fear.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” My voice drops to a growl. “Being taken by force, at the mercy of a masked man with a knife to your throat.”

Her breath catches, and I see the exact moment it clicks in her head. The idea takes hold, sending a shiver through her body. “Yes.” Her voice is barely audible.

She wants it. The danger, the unknown, the loss of control. My heart pounds as I shed the last remnants of restraint.

“Then I’ll give you what you want.” I begin to strip off my clothes. “I’ll fulfill that dirty little fantasy of yours.”

Maya’s eyes widen as I reveal myself, desire and hesitation warring in her gaze. She knows there’s no going back now. No more pretending this is just a game.

In a swift motion, I grab her, forcing her down onto her back. With one hand, I hold the knife to her throat, the cold steel pressing against her delicate skin. With my other hand, I grasp her throat, pinning her in place.

“You want to feel this knife?” I ask, my voice harsh in her ear. “You want to feel what it’s like to be truly at my mercy?”

“Yes.” She’s breathless, torn between fear and arousal.

I press the knife gently, just enough to nick the skin. A thin line of red blooms, and Maya moans. Without warning, I thrust into her pussy, claiming her with rough urgency.

Maya lets out a startled cry, her body tensing. I hold her down, feeling her struggle beneath me. Her hands push at my shoulders, but her efforts are weak, nearly nonexistent.

“Go on, fight me.” My lips curl into a smile as I hold the knife steady. “Try and escape. No one will hear your screams but me.”

Maya’s eyes flash with a mixture of defiance and desire. She bucks her hips with a sudden burst of strength, trying to dislodge me. But it’s no use. I hold her down, my body pressed firmly against hers.

“That’s it.” I nip at her ear, grinding into her. “Fight me. Scream.”

“Let me the fuck go!” Maya screams as she bucks beneath me, her hands pushing uselessly against my chest.

Her words are like a match to the gasoline of my desire. I slam into her with every inch I have, tasting her sweet surrender as she says she doesn’t want it, but her body betrays her.

Maya’s nails dig into my shoulders as I thrust, her cries echoing off the bedroom walls. I wonder if anyone can hear her or if the thick walls of my chocolate boutique muffle her desperate pleas.

I bite my lip to stifle a groan. Her warmth envelopes me, and I grind against her, needing more. Needing to claim every inch of her. I wonder if she can feel my heart pounding wildly against her chest.

“Say it,” I growl, dragging the knife lightly across her throat. “Say you’re mine.”

She shakes her head, defiant even now. The thrill of breaking her, of making her submit, courses through me.

I drag the knife down her chest, following the path of her collarbone. Maya whimpers, her body tensing. I can feel her heart racing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

“Adrian, please... stop.” Her voice breaks, and she squeezes her eyes shut.

But I can’t stop. Not now. I pull her hands above her head, pinning them with one hand while the other slides the knife down her arm, leaving a thin red line in its wake.

“Say it,” I snarl, pressing the knife to the sensitive skin of her inner elbow.

“No.” It’s barely a whisper, but the defiance in her eyes fuels my fire.

With a growl, I drag the knife back up her arm, across her chest, and down the other arm, mirroring the first cut. Maya’s breath catches, and her body trembles, but her lips remain closed.

“Stubborn,” I mutter, bringing the blade back to her throat. “It’s written all over that beautiful face of yours. You’re mine, and you love it.”

She opens her mouth, and I think she will deny it, but a different plea escapes her. “Please...”