Page 39 of Broken Fate
But his cock betrayed him, growing harder until the tip pierced the surface, thick and hard from the rush of blood. Blood drawn byme. By my body. I made him that way, and the thrill of such knowledge, that he was hardfor me, drew me closer, pushing me past his hand.
Kiel didn’t stop me. He let me come closer. Let my hands wrap around his waist. I shivered as his fingers stroked my cheek and then my neck before wrapping around the back of my head. There was a slight twinge of downward force as he pushed my eager and waiting mouth toward his erection.
I had thought to kiss him first, but I was putty in his palms, eager to do anything and everything I was told. As I crouched in the water, his cock nearly at eye level, Kiel’s hands twisted up in my hair, taking all of it in a firm grasp. I hissed, delighted at being so firmly under his control.
Reaching for his cock, eager to know what it would feel like, what his reaction would be as my fingers wrapped around his hard shaft for the first time and—
Kiel shoved my head underwater with incredible force. I didn’t have time to breathe. It happened so fast. I struggled as he held me there with an iron grip. Tearing at his fingers and arm, I tried to free myself. He shifted his hips to the side, preventing me from grabbing his cock to use it as a pain point. Even when I got one hand around his thick quad, his free hand grabbed it and turned me away, wrapping me up in myself so I couldn’t reach for him.
The light began to go out as my air was used up, and I knew I would die. How fitting, it seemed, that both the Saunders sisters would find their deaths in the water. I relaxed, accepting my fate. Though there was one lingering question.
Why?
Had he been lying earlier when he said none of it was my fault? Was he punishing me for what he perceived as my crimes?
The fingers in my hair tightened, and then he hauled me to my feet in a sputter of water as I sucked in air, my lungs screaming joyfully formore!
“I’m sorr—”
My arm came up lightning fast, catching Kiel across the cheek with a mighty open-palmed slap.
Kiel snarled, grabbing my hands and pinning them behind my back so I couldn’t strike him again. That had the effect of hauling my body toward him, pressing his cock to my waist, my breasts against his skin. The shock that ran through my body at feeling him soclosewas mirrored in his.
“This cannot happen,” he snarled. “I know your desires. I … I know them. But it will not be allowed. Not now. Not with me.”
Then he flung me back, away from him, and into the cold water. My head dipped below the surface as I scrambled to get my legs under me. By the time I stood up, shaking the water free, Kiel was already walking out of the water, his back to me.
I watched him go, shivering with the cold and more than a little terror at the sheer ease with which he’d nearly killed me.
What did I do wrong? Why is he so angry at me?
The humiliation of rejection started to sink in.
“Come,” Kiel said, his back to me, black fur sprouting across his body. “We have to keep moving.”
Chapter Twenty
Iglared at Kiel’s furry backside as we loped through the woods.
The man was absolutely unrelenting. He never seemed to tire. We’d run for days. Somehow, I was still on my feet. At one point, Kiel stopped and told me to sleep. Several hours later, he woke me, and we continued. He’d stayed awake the entire time, keeping watch, and was still as fresh as a daisy.
It wasn’t natural.
By then, I had no idea where we were. We were in a forest of toweringfilmoretrees, their huge boughs stretching wide, providing a thick, dense canopy that made it tough for other things to grow. They were familiar, but the cooler temperatures were not, meaning it wasn’t the grove of the trees closer to near home.
The sun rose on our left, generally, which told me we were heading northward, but it hadn’t always been that way. At first, we’d headedintothe rising sun. After that, when it set in the east, it had been on our left as well. Which meant we’d been going south. Was he just taking me in circles?
I pawed at the ground, making a noise. Kiel turned his head back.
Where?I tossed my head. I wanted to know where we were. Where even were we going? How long until we got there?Anything.
Kiel tilted his head to the side in question.
I made a noise, repeating my question.Where?
I didn’t get an answer. Kiel just turned around impatiently and kept going. Baring my teeth in a silent growl, I went after him, picking up my pace. He hadn’t said a word more than absolutely necessary since the river. But I was growing tired of just following. It was past time he provided some answers.
Just as I was about to jump at him and show him I intended business, Kiel ducked under the massive trunk of a fallenfilmoretree. I adjusted course and timing, climbing up the top of the trunk and launching myself off the far side, intending to land just in front of Kiel.
