Page 29 of Unbinding the Demon
“Then it’s a deal.” Wickedness lit up his face while he held the violin to his chin. The bow pressed against the lustrous strings as he began to play...And my jaw just about hit the floor.The first mournful notes flawlessly poured into the room as he gracefully danced his large fingers over the neck of the delicate instrument. He worked it like a true virtuoso, switching between the haunting, velvet melodies and the shrill, quavering crescendos of the sinuous sonata.
The whitened hairs of the bow glided over the silvery strings, filling the room with the rich and bold sound of pure musical perfection.I was completely flabbergasted. He made eye contact with a smug smile as he continued to play. Every note was filled with passion and raw emotion, yet his arrogant smirk contrasted with the ambiance that the music created.
That fucking cheater!
The only reason he suggested that stupid little bet was because he was confident he would win! I crossed my arms and glared at him as he drew out the last powerful note. I knew I had lost, and I was grateful that I hadn’t bet on anything major. The music stopped, and he flashed me a devilish smirk as though I’d bargained away my soul. “I win,” he teased, his features twisting into an expression that reflected his conceit.
“Yeah, yeah, okay. Fair enough, Vivaldi. So, what song are we going to play then?” I waved my hand dismissively and glanced over at the wall. I tried to seem unimpressed, but I wasveryimpressed.
Damn, his parents must have made him practice ten hours a day as a kid...
He prowled across the room like a predator pursuing its prey and stood imposingly over my stiffening frame. Belzar jumped off the couch and hurried into the other room.Welp... That can’t be a good sign.Ashton bent down so his menacing face was close to mine, chuckling sinisterly. “We’re not going to play a song, Buttercup. Although, you will be making lots of noises that will sound like music to my ears.” His voice was husky and laced with lust.
Oh, snap...
“Oh, I-uh, um, well—”
My incoherent rambling got cut off as his large arm swooped my body up and single-handedly threw me over his shoulder. He had one hand on my butt and the violin in the other as he carried me up the stairs like a horny caveman. With a single swing of his leg, he kicked the bedroom door wide open. I was ungracefully thrown onto the foot of his bed with a small bounce. He walked over to the dresser and pulled a coil of rope and a black blindfold out of the top drawer. My eyes widened at the sight of them.
“Um, what are you doing with those?” I asked, my voice shaking. I must have looked like a helpless little rabbit in the presence of a big, hungry wolf.
“Take off your clothes,” he commanded, his expression shadowed with menace, not sparing me a glance.
“Wait, are you actually serious?” I leaned back as he turned around and walked over with an intimidating gait.
He reached down and grabbed my chin with an air of pure dominance. “I’m very serious,actually.” He spoke into my ear and then forcefully licked up the side of my cheek. In one swift swoop, he ripped my dress over my head and smashed his lips against mine in a quick but violent kiss.
Holy smokes...
“Now take your underwear off.”
I gazed at him with wide, fearful eyes. I wasn’t sure what I was more afraid of, him or the fact that I wanted him to fuck me again. I took my time unlatching my black bra to reveal my plump, round breasts and slid my matching panties down to the floor. His eyes burned with lust as they raked over my naked form. I sucked in a breath and held it, feeling both terrified and excited for what was to come.
“Beautiful,” he purred.
He grabbed my wrists and used one end of the soft rope to tie them together. The other end of the rope flew over the thick wooden beam of the canopy like a swiveling streamer. He pulled it taut and tied it, forcing my arms to stretch high above my head. The sharp tug caused me to let out a whimper. “What are you doing?” I asked, breathless. It was a bit unnerving, considering I was practically hanging from the bed and completely exposed before him.
A low chuckle rumbled deep within his chest as he grabbed the violin bow. He began slowly pacing back and forth while hitting it against the palm of his hand like a sadistic madman. His gaze was dark and lustful, almost demonic. “You and I are going to play with the violin, as we agreed upon.”
He placed the silky blindfold over my wary eyes. Feeling his warm arms reaching around my body sent an electric shiver up my spine. I bit my lower lip in anticipation of what was to come, but the next thing I knew, his mouth was covering mine. His tongue swept along my inner lip to pop it out from under my bite, and then he bit down on it himself. With a small growl, he tugged with his teeth to create a pleasurable sting.
“What did I tell you about biting your lip, Buttercup?” he growled. “I was going to go easy on you, but since you love being such a little tease, I’ll have to make this a punishment.”
Oh god...
Strong hands lifted me up and spun me around, placing my bare feet on the cold, hard floor. He then pulled my hips back and bent me over the bed. My tied-up arms caused my back to arch considerably so that my butt was perfectly presented to him. And then...nothing happened.The room fell eerily quiet as I anxiously waited in the darkness created by the blindfold.
“Ashton?” I called out, hesitating before breaking the silence. “Are you still—”
SMACK!
A sharp scream tore from my lungs as the wooden side of the bow whipped against my ass. The sting was intense and took me completely by surprise.
What the fuck have I gotten myself into? I should be at home, safely knitting!
Another dreadful pause occurred, leaving me hanging there in shock. I had done nothing like this before, but I still knew we should have established a safe word or something beforehand. He repeated the assault, this time even harder than the first. I screamed and tugged at the rope, which forced my body into a more vertical angle. He roughly grabbed a fistful of my hair and shoved me back down. Leaning above me, he pressed his rock-hard erection against my butt and growled into my ear.
“Stay bent over and keep your back arched for me,Buttercup.” His lips were harsh and forceful as he kissed down my neck and then stepped away.
