Page 15 of Gladiator's Captive
“Do your worst,” she whispered, her small hands flattening on my chest, pushing against my hold, making my blood boil and my balls ache with the need to bend her over and make her accept my dominion in a way that I knew would satisfy us both. “You can threaten and kidnap me, but you can never make me submit to you.”
My hand reached, fast and confident. My fingers closed around the delicate curve of her nape, wrapping around her neck all the way to her jugular. Her heartbeat was fast and frenzied, betraying her delicious fear. Yet her gaze was still hard. She resisted my dominion over her.
How I would love nothing more than to make you bend over and away from me. Punish your impudent rump with my palm until you beg me to fuck you.
“Do not make me repeat myself.” I didn’t bother to soften my tone and fear shone bright in her delicate features. Her wondrous blue eyes glimmered with anger at my order and that full mouth pinched. It made my cock hard, straining against my leather pants, just thinking about all the things I could do to make her obey. Make her want to bend to my will, submit to my body’s demands. “Obeying me is not a matter of option.”
Flashes of defiance, brashness, and challenge covered her expression.
“And if I refuse?” She spit out the words, her blue eyes hard and her neck tense.
“My kind knows how to make females obey.” I kept my tone soft as images came to my mind in a fast succession, each one more erotic than the last. “And know this, because I will only say it once. I am Muharib. Do you know what that means? That means I never take disobedience kindly. You are under my protection, and this means you are under my rule. The price for disobeying me will be steep. A price you won’t want to pay twice. And believe me when I say that nothing would please me more than to throw you over my knees and tan that beautiful, round ass of yours until you learn.”
Shock, then disbelief filled her expression, but it was gone the next instant, all replaced by a refusal to accept my dominion. I felt my body respond, the impulse to dominate, bend the female’s will to my own surged in my body, the old instincts of my kind all too willing to answer her challenge.
The smell of her arousal came up between us, making my head swim in a thick ooze of lust as my balls tightened in anticipation.
“Are you talking about spanking me?” She uttered the words through sheer outrage, her eyes flaming and her breath shaking. “You wouldn’t dare.”
I knew the smile on my lips was one of a predator, but I didn’t care. I was past caring.
“Oh, but I would.” I could taste it in the air, the aroma of her juices making me the animal all humans thought I was. “I think you deserve a lesson in authority, little girl, and I am all too happy to teach it to you.”
She screamed when I made my move, but it was too late for her. She was going to learn to obey and I was going to enjoy every second of the lesson.
Chapter Nine
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Serena
I fought him, I truly did, but Rager’s strength was just too great. He wrapped both my wrists in one large hand, his fingers as strong as any shackle. I screamed and kicked, but he dragged me behind him roughly to a large, flat boulder like I wasn’t even trying to escape.
I was granted one last look at his face in the moonlight. Harsh and carved by a cruel knife. Perfect and animal, green eyes glowing with a male pride, fangs showing in a merciless, predatory grin. Then he jerked on my wrists, hard. He caught me as I was flung forward, then placed me roughly across his lap. His large thighs were strong and muscular and the undeniable push of his erection dug at my side.
A rush of arousal and fear spread through my body, juices coating my pussy shamefully and my belly tightening in an all-too-new way. All too new, but oddly familiar.
