Page 36 of Wicked Pursuit

There’s no room for argument in his voice, so I change tactics. “You offered me a collar. You understand what it means?”

“It means you’re mine.” Still, he doesn’t move.

I am. I bite back the words before they can slip past my lips. He’s too sure of me. He has reason to be, but that doesn’t mean I’m not capable of digging in my heels over this. “I want a safe word. I want you to promise to respect it.”

Another of those dry chuckles. “You’d only have my word that I will.”

“Your word is good enough for me. Even if you haven’t been completely honest with me.”

Is there a hesitation in his response? I’m not sure. I don’t get a chance to question it before he nods once. “Fine. Pick your safe word, baby.”

“Huntsman.”

“Cute. Now that that’s out of the way.” He pushes off the door and snaps his gloved fingers. “Take off the dress. Get on your knees.”

“You’re not even going to ask me what I’m into? What my limits are?”

“We covered this. I wouldn’t be a very good stalker if I didn’t know shit about you, Ruby.” He keeps talking in that low, growling voice before I can react to his tongue forming the syllables of my name. “You like a little pain. You want to be bad, wantmeto hurt other people just to get to your pretty pussy. You want to pretend I’m forcing you into a corner, but you’re so wet, you’re practically shaking for me.”

I lick my lips. “That’s still very limited.”

“You have a problem with something, tell me, and we’ll discuss it.”

“Just like that.”

“Just like that. You’re mine, baby. Wearing that collar isn’t just about everyone who sees it knowing I own that pussy—that I ownyou. I take care of what’s mine.”

It seems too easy, but maybe I’m just looking for an excuse to push him until he takes what he wants. I might have gotten away with pretending I was being coerced before, but I came here of my own free will. I signed that contract. I stepped onto the stage.

So I stand and slide out of the heavy dress. It hits the ground with a faint thud, leaving me naked before him. Except for the ring he gave me. He points at a spot right in front of him, and after the slightest hesitation, I cross to kneel there.

“You don’t follow instructions worth a damn.” He moves to the bed and grabs the blindfold and the collar. Then he steps behind me and carefully lifts my hair off my shoulders. A heartbeat later, the collar fastens around my throat. The long threads of rubies slither over my skin, making me shiver.

Wolf holds up a small key in front of me. “This is mine. Not going to make you wear this one in public, but youwillbe wearing the alternative.”

My heart beats faster. “Possessive much?”

“You have no fucking idea.” He wraps his fist around the key. The blindfold is next, a thick thing that blacks out my vision of the room entirely.

“Wolf, I want to see you.”

“Later.” His footsteps circle me, and I can’t help tensing in response. “I’m going to put you on that bed and eat your cunt until you beg for mercy, then I’m going to fuck you until I fill you up. Then I’m going to do it all over again. And again. Until you don’t have any confusion about who that pussy belongs to.”

I can’t quite catch my breath. “Wolf.”

“Somewhere in there, I’m also going to fuck that tight little ass. If you’re very good, at some point, I’ll fuck that bitchy mouth of yours until you gag and cry for me.”

“Wolf.”

The sound of his steps stops in front of me. “You got a problem with any of that?”

I might laugh if I could draw the air for it. “No.” I swallow hard. “I haven’t done much anal, though. You’ll have to be careful if you don’t want to hurt me.”

“Oh, baby, Idowant to hurt you.” His hand—hishand, not his leather gloves—cups my face. “But not by accident. If I hurt you, it’s going to be on purpose. I’ll be careful with your ass.”

I can’t stop shaking. He hasn’t done anything but talk to me, touch me almost innocently with his bare hands. I can’t stop myself from leaning my cheek deeper into his palm. “Okay.”

“Good girl.” He removes his hand, but I barely have a chance to mourn the loss before he sweeps me up and sets me on the bed on my back. “Spread your legs. Let me see what a million-dollar cunt looks like.”

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