Page 50 of Ensnared
At this point, it never fazed her when he pointed a phone at her during sex. After the first time when she understandably freaked out, he pinned her to the bed. Forced onto her stomach with his big body covering her back, he had forced her to watch as he scrolled through the endless thumbnails of his digital library. There were countless videos of other women. Eve had squirmed in discomfort. She didn't need to see the video to know from the position of their naked bodies that they were videos of him fucking these women. Without a word, Dimitri showed her the dates of the videos, the latest one over four months old going back a couple of years. With one press of a button, he deleted all of them, leaving only one—the video of her riding him.
"You're all I want to see," he whispered in her ear.
A whisper she could still hear ringing gently throughout her mind as she took him deeper. Knowing what he wanted, she looked up at the camera even as she pushed him further down her throat causing her eyes to water.
"Fuck," he grunted.
Tossing the phone onto the nightstand he used both hands now, each one sinking into her thick hair and gripping the back of her head for leverage. She let him control the rhythm as she held onto his thighs, her head bobbing back and forth as he slid himself in and out of her throat.
"Eve," he said hoarsely. It was her only warning before his body tightened and ropes of hot cum coated the back of her throat.
Licking her lips, Eve began to sit fully on the floor when Dimitri grabbed her under each arm. In one pull he had her on her feet. In a blink, she was landing on the bed with a small bounce. She looked excitedly up at him as he shucked off the rest of his clothes and stalked over to her.
Eve lost herself in his touch. Tears stung at her eyes as his hands explored her. He knew just how to touch her and tease her until she was crying for more. Spearing her hands through his soft hair, she held his head close to her as he sucked at her nipple. His hips moved against her, slapping against her flesh with hard punctuated strokes. It didn't take long for her to break, it never did. Dimitri held her close watching her with a mask of chaotic delight as her world disintegrated. He kissed her deeply and she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him down with her to the mattress. She never wanted to let go. This moment here in his arms after chasing and capturing bliss was admittedly her favorite. She knew she shouldn't but she couldn’t help it. Here like this, her pride didn't exist, her brother's servitude, nothing existed. Right now, she just lived in the languid softness of Dimitri's kisses and soft foreign words he whispered against her skin.
Settling behind her, Dimitri wrapped an arm around her and held out a phone in his hand. It was her phone, she realized with a sleepy frown. Swiping the lock screen away, he held out the phone on the message screen and waited.
Eve blinked trying to focus until finally she realized what she was looking at and flinched. Dimitri's arm around her tightened, keeping her in place.
"What is this?!" she asked, horrified. It was a picture of her. Her mouth was full of his cock looking up at the camera with teary, desperate eyes and it was sent to Landon!
A fist of burning betrayal clamped around her heart as she turned over in bed and looked at Dimitri. "Why would you-" Her throat tightened as tears stung at her eyes.
Dimitri leaned forward and kissed each of her eyes, taking away her tears. Beside them, his finger pressed the call button and she could hear the phone ring once before a voice answered over speaker.
"It's all done."
Wait, was that Andrey?
Still face to face with her, Dimitri nuzzled her neck and spoke to the phone. "Explain it to her," he ordered.
"He got the message at seven-o-six and he had point five seconds to look at it before I erased it and everything else on his phone. Essentially bricking the device. If he wants a phone, he will be buying a new one tomorrow."
"And the cloud," Dimitri urged, never taking his eyes off hers.
"It never had time to back up, but…" There was a pause and she could hear the smile in Andrey's words. "I erased it all too, just to be sure. Hope he didn't have anything important on there," he laughed.
Dimitri said something in Russian and disconnected the phone. Tossing it somewhere behind him, he gathered her in both arms.
It took her a minute to find her words through her anger. "You didn't have to send him that. I didn't want him to see me like-"
"With my cock down your throat?" he mumbled against her neck, nipping at the sensitive flesh.
She rolled over in his arms putting her back to him, overwhelmed by a sense of defeat and embarrassment.
"I want you to erase him from your mind, Eve,or I will go solve the problem the best way I know how." The silent implication of deadly violence was crystal clear.
She imagined Landon's scared face as he encountered one of Dimitri's men or worse, Dimitri. She didn't like Landon but she didn’t wish that on him. Turning back around, she shook her head. "No, don't do that."
Betrayal flickered in Dimitri's eyes, swiftly consumed by a surge of manic anger. "Do you still care for him?"
Eve stared at him in confusion trying to read past the mask of anger on his beautiful face. Like a clock striking midnight, a thought occurred to her,ringing throughout her body. "Are you jealous?"
Dimitri closed his eyes for a second before looking back at her. "Unbelievably."
Not giving herself time to think, she grabbed two fistfuls of his silky blond hair tightly. Pulling his face closer to her, she spoke evenly and calmly. "Never send pictures of me to anyone else, do you understand?"
Seeming to enjoy the pain she was causing, Dimitri grinned. "Yes."
