Page 74 of Heartless Beloved

“I agreed to invite your friends to the North Shore and asked for something in exchange. A kiss.”

Swat.

The violence in this one makes me fall forward. I whimper behind the tape as my chest hits the floor.

“Get back into place,” he says calmly behind me. “Your punishment isn’t over until I see some tears on a very sorry face.”

I put myself back into position, my behind burning.

“I asked for a kiss and for you to belong to me for the rest of the night. I remember distinctly saying you weremine.”

Swat.

I shriek, the sound staying behind my lips. My thighs are starting to tremble, and my ass feels twice its normal size.

His voice is so lax compared to his hits, my brain can barely process what is happening. I want more of him, just less of the pain he’s inflicting.

“You thought you’d escape me?”Swat.“You can fucking try, cupcake.”Swat.“But you are never.”Swat.“Ever.”Swat.“Getting away from me.”Swat!

A sob explodes from me, my chest shaking as I feel tears rolling down my cheeks. I don’t know if my skin is getting increasingly sensitive or if he’s getting angrier and more robust, considering the pain is becoming unbearable.

“Alexandra,” he rumbles behind me, the anger now fitting the violence of his gestures. “Do you have any idea how often I become obsessed with something?” He circles me until he’s right by my head. His legs are in front of my eyes until he crouches and grabs my chin, pulling me up until I can look at his face.

Mine feel swollen from the tears, but I don’t care. All I can think about on repeat, is that once he’s done with the pain, he promised pleasure.

I shake my head to answer his question. I don’t know, because I don’t know him. I don’t know Xi as a person, only as the man who brings my dirty fantasies to life without even knowing.

“Never,” he finally says. “But once I do, no one can take it away from me. I’ve become obsessed twice in my life, and you are one of them.”

I gulp, struggling to swallow with my neck in the awkward position.

“You won’t deny me again.” His thumb caresses my cheek, wiping away hot tears. The fact that he’s touching them seems to calm him. Like he knows these tears are for him. The pain is his. “Do you understand?”

I feel high, worse than when I was forced to take cocaine. The pain, mixed with the lust, has pushed my body past what I can handle. My heavy eyelids close before I force them back open.

“Do you understand, Alexandra?” he repeats. “That when I say you’re mine, I mean that every single inch of you belongs to me. So next time I expect you somewhere, you better fucking show up. Because if I have to come get you again, tonight will feel like a trip to Disneyland compared to what I’ll do to you.”

His face lights up when his words make me tremble, my chest shaking to the rhythm of silent sobs. “Do you understand?”

There’s a blend of fear and trepidation inside me. Something that tells me what he’s saying can’t be true. No one is that obsessed with someone else, not in such a short time. I nod anyway, my chin still in his hand, because I’ve always wished for someone to want me so badly he would demand everything from me.

“Are you sorry for being a bad girl, Alexandra?”

I nod again as I feel myself clench with need.

“Good.”

Slowly, he peels off the tape, and I take a deep breath, making my entire body shake. He throws the piece of tape on the floor and slides his hand in my hair, grabbing a handful.

“Tell me you’re sorry,” he says low.

“I-I’m sorry,” I splutter.

His other hand goes to his belt, unbuckling it, followed by the button of his pants before unzipping them.

“Show me.”

I feel my eyes widen. “I don’t…”know how to do this.

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