Destroyed

Page 18

  Author: Pepper Winters

  He had issues, and I would never trust him, but I couldn’t deny the affect he had on my body.

  I opened my eyes.

  Sunlight!

  Shit, I’d spent the entire night? Regret swamped me at the thought of Clara waking up without me. Of Clue explaining that her hooker of a mother was off spending time with someone else.

  I’m a terrible mother.

  My mind whirled with repercussions. I needed the money, but what was the point if money couldn’t cure her? I’d be wasting a full month of being without her all for nothing.

  I can’t do it.

  The morning sun brought a new reality, and my heart felt like it’d been ripped out of my chest. I’d never forgive myself if something happened to her while I allowed a stranger to control me.

  The soft pleasure from my dream sharpened and twisted in my gut. Fox stood tall, dark, and brutal. His grey eyes glowed; his jaw clenched tight. “You’re awake. ”

  My stomach fluttered drinking in the ferocious male beside me. I knew three things instantaneously in that moment.

  One, I would let him do whatever he wanted because I’d lived a life caring for others for far too long.

  Two, I would leave the moment his back was turned. I needed to see Clara.

  And three, he would end up hurting me more than anyone, and I would either hate him for eternity or kill him.

  Fox glared, no doubt trying to figure out my thoughts. “What were you dreaming?”

  Oh, God. A question I didn’t want to answer and a lie he would be able to detect. My heart bolted around my chest. “Nothing. ”

  “You’re flushed. It’s not nothing. ” Towering over me, he gave me no choice but to look straight into his silver eyes. He stood like a statue he’d created. “Tell me. Keeping secrets is non-negotiable. ”

  My cheeks flushed recalling the dream. The need. The way he’d thrust into me hard and ruthless. Biding for time, I sat up and tucked the black sheet under my arms before it fell off my naked breasts. A curtain of hair covered my shoulders, providing some semblance of decency.

  “Tell me, woman. ” Fox opened and closed his fists. “I won’t ask again. ”

  A thrill of fear licked my stomach. “You want to know, I’ll tell you, then perhaps you can deliver. I dreamed of you. ” I tucked a strand behind my ear. “You licked my nipple, and I wrapped my fingers in your hair. I stroked every inch of you and when you thrust inside me I almost came just from the dream. ” Narrowing my eyes, I murmured, “Happy? Are you pleased to know I want you? Because I do. ”

  And the sooner I can seduce you the sooner I can find a way home.

  Fox stood frozen. His mouth parted as fiery lust exploded in his eyes. “You dreamed of me fucking you?” His voice rasped with need. “Why?”

  I frowned. “Why? You’ve taken over my life in the last few hours; it’s natural for my brain to be consumed by you. ”

  He stiffened. “You’re consumed by me?”

  My eyes dropped to the rapidly growing erection in his trousers. I bit my lip as all the heat from arguing with him last night and my saucy dream cindered in my core. “Yes. And I know you’re consumed by me. I know you want to sink deep inside me. You’re making me wait, Fox, and it’s only making me hotter. ”

  “Fuck me,” Fox groaned. His hand tightened around something glittering in his fist. “You’re destined to ruin me. ” He bent over quickly, his eyes latched on my mouth. I parted my lips eager to accept another kiss, but he stopped and jerked backward. “Not yet. Not till it’s safe. ”

  My heart spiked, zeroing in on the chain he held. “What are you planning on doing?” For some reason my throat slammed closed and I fought the urge to scoot away.

  Fox cocked his head. “Why? Are you afraid?”

  “Depends. What’s in your hand?”

  He raised his fist, looking at it with a mixture of hope and hate. “It’s for you. ”

  A shiver darted over my spine. He said he wouldn’t hurt you.

  “Do I have to take it?”

  He cocked his head. “You agreed to the terms and proved you can’t be trusted not to touch me. So yes. You do. ” His eyes fell to the precarious sheet. Dressed all in black, I had a hard time seeing him as human and not a life blotting shadow.

  His eyes shone as he bent down and held out his palm. The item sparkled like silver tinsel. Jewellery?

  He thought bribery would stop me from touching him?

  “See, nothing to be afraid of,” he murmured.

  I sat taller, tucking the sheet tighter beneath my arms. I hated being half-naked while he stood fully dressed. Clothing granted power. It didn’t matter that he’d see me naked very soon; I wanted to maintain as much equal footing as possible.

  Fox had a way of drawing nerves and anxiety, along with lust and attraction—it was a potent combination. Shaking my head, I said, “There’s always something to be afraid of. ”

  His nostrils flared as his eyes widened. “Who exactly are you?”

  “I’m the girl you bought for sex. ”

  He chuckled.

  My eyes widened. I didn’t think he would be the type to laugh—he seemed too serious, too conflicted all the time.

  Fox suddenly moved, destroying the tight awareness between us. Sitting on the edge of the bed, his hip pressed hard against my leg. His face was hard and stern, his scar particularly vivid. “Once I put this on, you’re not to take it off. ”

  I refused to agree to anything that related to my freedom. I wasn’t a prisoner. His damp hair and smell of fresh linen told me he’d already showered. Changing the subject, I asked, “You never came to bed last night. Did you?”

  He pursed his lips, fingers clenching around the gleaming silver in his palm. “That’s another thing we need to discuss. I only sleep during the day. I sleep from sunrise till midday. You’ll follow my routine. ”

  In my real life, I would’ve been up for an hour by now, preparing Clara’s breakfast and lunch for school. I would be dressed and amped on coffee, ready for another day.

  Opening his grip, he let the silver slither from his hold and into my lap. My eyes widened, taking in the long length of chain pooling on top of the sheet. “What is it?”

  “I made it for you. It’s a way to make sure you don’t touch me. ”

  I swallowed, peering harder. I reached out to touch it, but Fox leaned forward and scooped the metal back up. His knuckles brushed between my legs, and we both froze.

  My lips parted as the lingering heat from my dream came back in full force. My blood carried sticks of dynamite through my system, ready for more ammunition, ready to explode.

  Fox cleared his throat, keeping a careful distance. His body stayed tight and disciplined as he ordered, “Lean forward and hold up your hair. ”

  Ah, dilemma.

  If I put my hands up, the sheet would fall. My nipples hardened at the thought of being exposed to him. As much as he turned me on, I wasn’t comfortable baring myself completely. I stupidly felt that once he’d seen me, he’d know more of my secrets, understand just how much I kept from him.

  When I didn’t obey, he snapped, “Do it. I won’t ask again. ” His eyes roved down to my lips, across my exposed throat, to the swell of my small B’s. “I want to see. Show me. ”

  The husky interest in his voice teased, granting me a small amount of power. Taking a deep breath, I slowly gathered my hair into a messy ponytail. Somehow, I managed to keep the sheet tight under my arms.

  Fox scowled. “Let go of the sheet. ”

  My heart flew into my throat. Gritting my teeth, I unclamped my arms and gasped as the sheet whispered down my body, kissing my nipples before dropping to my lap.

  Fox sucked in a breath. Keeping my back straight, I tried not to show what his fixed look of fascination did to me. Every inch of me burned, loving the single-minded obsession in his gaze.


  Just like his body held remnants of his violent life, so did mine. I hadn’t come away unscathed from a few incidents including a shallow scar along my left side and another deeper scar just above my pubis.

  His hand cupped my right breast, his thumb skating over the nipple bar pierced right through. “You willingly deformed yourself?” His voice was different, strangled. “You mutilated your body? Why?”

  The pleasure of him touching me evaporated. “I don’t consider it deforming. I consider it my right. I can do what I want. Just like you adorn yourself in scars; I can add some decoration. ”

  He exploded upright. “You think those are willing. You think I allowed those to happen?” Pacing away, he dragged hands through his hair before cursing under his breath.

  His temper evaporated as quickly as it’d come and I sat exposed, wondering what the hell I should do. Was it my job to soothe him as well as fuck him?

  Coming back to sit on the bed, he gazed at the barbell as if it was blasphemy. I didn’t like the turbulent look in his eyes—gone was the strong, bossy stranger. In his place sat a man with issues deeper than I could ever imagine.

  Swallowing, Fox morphed again and blocked everything off. “Lock your hands together and lean forward. ”

  Not saying a word, I obeyed and shivered as his hands went around my neck. Fox’s scent of smoke clouded me as his body moved closer to mine. The chain glittered in the sunlight like a living thing, but burned my skin like ice.

  “What is it?” My voice wavered. Nerves lived in my stomach with frantic wings. My fingers grew white as I locked them tighter.

  Don’t touch him. Don’t touch him.

  “I told you. ” Fox’s breath tickled my collarbone. He fastened the necklace and drew back. A long length of chain dangled down the front of my body, puddling on the sheet. Concentrating, he positioned the cool silver in the valley of my breasts and down the centre of my stomach.

  Every sense in my body sprung to attention. I wanted to lean into his touch and invite more, but at the same time I wanted to run. If a simple touch could make me wet, how would I cope when he finally took me?

  “Keep your hands locked. ” He eyed my lap as if I planned to touch him at any moment with no warning. Eyes drilled into mine. I nodded.

  Seemingly satisfied, Fox bent forward again. Gathering the remaining chain, he split it into two lengths and wrapped it around my waist. His fingers were gentle, worshipping. I froze as he fumbled behind me, securing it somehow.

  The result was one chain around my neck, one around my belly, and a length running down the front of my body.

  “Perfect. It fits. ”

  I eyed the jewellery. It looked like a normal silver chain, but slightly thicker. More robust than an average necklace, yet delicate enough to be feminine.

  Fox leaned back, nodding. “Hopefully it will work. At the very least, it will give me a warning. ”

  I looked down, plucking at the silver between my breasts. “And I have to wear this all the time?”

  He grunted. “You’re not to remove it. ” His eyes hardened. “Every morning before bed, you’re to let me secure the final part. Every time we have sex, you’ll let me attach this to the necklace. ”

  “Attach what?”

  My mouth went dry as he pulled another chain from his pocket. This one had a small padlock on two sides. Motioning for me to hold out an arm, he secured the heavy duty silver around my wrists before snapping the padlock closed. He looped the length of chain through the one around my stomach before wrapping the last part around my other wrist and pressing the lock tight.

  He’d effectively trussed me up like a fucking turkey.

  “You didn’t say anything about bondage. ”

  He shook his head. “It isn’t bondage. It’s protection. ”

  Fear thickened as I looked into his eyes. “Protection? From what?”

  He stood, his colourless gaze ripping me bare. “Me. ”