Page 104 of Resistant

“I’ll be back for you in a few days, Brynn.”

The door clicks softly behind him. I watch Brynn as she transforms from disinterested to terrified. Her hands are shaking, and she studies her toes. She takes a few deep breaths.

“Ma’am, I need to complete a search of the house. I can do that on my own, or if there is anything you want to show me, you can accompany me.”

“No, it’s fine. Go ahead.”

I complete my sweep, it’s an ordinary home, nothing fancy. There is not an alarm system which I find curious, and the windows on the ground floor are large enough to use as doors, so multiple entries and exits.

Brynn has minimal belongings, and I carefully toss her room. She doesn’t have any weapons, no belongings that would indicate she’s here against her will. How broken is she? It’s obvious to me that Knox has had enough time to bring her to heel.

Anger burns in me to fight for her, she would not have given in easily. We’ll get her back physically, but will she grow back into the woman she was for Declan? Where does that leave the two of them?

I’ll be her shadow from here on out, we’ll see if the Princess emerges to give me hell. I hope so. And sometime soon, I’ll need to get word to Declan that the ticking time bomb has started its count down.

The Claiming

Brynn

Knox arrives a month before we depart for the event. His intentions become clear to me as the days wane on. I walk through the house like a ghost, trying to avoid the staff and Knox. I have buried Brynn so deeply in my psyche that I doubt I’ll ever see her again.

I go through the motions, allowing Knox to direct my every move.

I imagine my children and Sasha’s girls. Will my sacrifice make their lives better? A ribbon of longing stretches through my heart and to my mind, but I refuse to acknowledge Declan. He is gone, he’s never coming back and even if he did, Brynn isn’t here anymore. She’s dead.

Knox spreads me out over his bed, murmuring to me and playing with my body. His tongue is lapping at my pussy, sucking on my clit and my breath leaves me in a rush as my body contorts. Sweat breaks out everywhere and the orgasm rolls over me. He chuckles, I can feel the vibrations of his laugh on my inner thigh. He climbs up my body and pushes his thumb into my lip, studying my face.

“It’s time you acknowledge who you belong to Brynn.”

I open my eyes.

“Who owns you, Brynn?”

I shake my head at him.

“Say it.”

I thrash my head to the side, and he captures my chin in a painful grip.

“Ma lagniappe, you need to accept who you are. You are mine.”

A tear leaks out of my eye and falls to the bed. His knees force my legs apart and I feel his dick sitting right at my entrance. I don’t want him to do this, to take this last thing from me, but I don’t know how I’m going to avoid it.

“Say it.”

He thrusts inside my body, and I buck against him trying to throw him off. He easily pins me with his hips and stares into my eyes.

“Say it, ma lagniappe. I will not release you until you tell me that you are mine.”

I fist my hands in the sheets. I look away from his eyes. He withdraws and pushes inside me hard, enough that stars cloud the edges of my vision. The pain sears through me and I know I can’t take more of this, so I give in.

“I’m yours.” I whisper.

A feral growl erupts from his mouth, and he fucks me with no mercy. He pinches my clit with my legs over his shoulders and fucks me until I’m shaking beneath him.

He flips me over and takes me from behind, riding me hard and pulling my hair so I have to look up at him. The sound of our skin slapping against each other and the wet squelching sounds from my pussy shames me. He hammers into me over and over again until I can barely keep myself on my knees.

When my legs give out, he pounds me into the mattress until he feels my body give over to him. My pussy clutches at him sucking his dick back in and I shiver through my orgasm that pushes him off the edge. He splays on top of me, pinning me to the bed breathing heavily in my ear. His sweat drips down my face and travels in rivets down my neck and into the sheets.

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