Page 35 of Darkest Desire
Though, majority of them are just as bad as I am.
I spank Sasha’s ass one final time before stepping back. “There. You’ve been punished enough, I think.”
“You think?” She pushes herself up and shoves her dress down before I can get a good look at that perfect spot between her legs. She notices her panties on the ground and picks them up with a flush. “You just spanked me. How could you do that?”
I shrug. “How could I not? It was fun, wasn’t it?”
The glare she throws my way makes me laugh. “Fun for you maybe. You’re a sadistic animal.”
“No. I’m your husband.” I settle my hands on her waist and notice the little uptick in her breath when I do it. Whether Sasha wants to admit it or not, I have an effect on her.
“Why did you do that? You said you’d never beat me.”
“A little spanking isn’t beating anyone. It’s for fun. Your ass can take it. I’ll never bruise any other part of you.” I tilt her chin up. “I like your face too much.”
She rips her chin away. “I hate you.”
“What’s new?”
A frustrated growl escapes her. She’s even cuter when she thinks she’s being bold. “You don’t get the right to do that to me again.”
“Well it’s over now. I punished you for disobeying me. Now, let’s get you out of here and back to our room.” I take her arm and make sure to walk her out of the maze myself. If I left her alone again, who knows what the fuck could happen? We pass by Jeffery’s dead body. Sasha inhales sharply, as if remembering what I’m capable of.
I’m capable of a lot.
When we reach the entrance to the maze, I turn to the guard on duty – Robert. “There’s a man inside the maze that needs taking care of. He’s close to the center, in a dead end area, lying on the ground. Jeffrey. You’ll know it when you see it.”
Robert nods. “I’m on it.” None of my staff questions me. I pay them well and they respect me for it.
“It,” Sasha says, shuddering.
“What?”
“It. You called that man an ‘it.’”
“So?” I tug her along back to the house.
“So? He was a real person.”
“Who tried to rape you. You can’t seriously be concerned about what I call him, can you?”
Her lips part in surprise. It only makes me want to kiss her. We shared the tiniest kiss at our wedding but it wasn’t enough. I need to consume Sasha with my entire being.
“I mean…” she trails off. “He was still a person.”
“Fine. He. It. Whatever. Everyone blends together for me after a while.”
She digs her heels into the ground, making us stop. “Have you killed that many people that you can’t even remember who you’ve all killed?”
“If you’re trying to get into my head, Sasha, then think again. I’m a killer. It is what it is. I’ve done bad things and I’ve accepted it. And I will do bad things in the future. Don’t think you can appeal to my conscience. Sweetheart, it left me a long time ago.” I tug on her arm and she resumes walking.
Once she’s back in our room, I head for the door to return to the party when Sasha speaks again.
“You’re going back in there?”
I look at her, standing in our room, holding her red panties in her hand, looking small and scared and vulnerable.
“Do you want me to stay?”
