recalled how he’d been a little too excited to
see her chained. He would never admit it to Aaron or Maddy, and the situation
had certainly changed over the past two years … but he couldn’t deny that,
initially, the power and her submission had enticed him. However, Maddy didn’t
excite him as much as the woman on the floor before him. No. Hope was like a
wild animal, one so majestic and rare, that to possess her was a testament to the
owner’s power.
Stepping forward, he allowed his eyes to wander over Hope’s
body. Her hair hung down to her hips and framed her thin face. It was striking,
to say the least. But when she opened those eyes, when the gold color shone out
and contrasted against the dark color of her eyelashes and hair, that was when
he lost himself to her beauty. Her body called to him; the lean line of her
frame and the tone to the muscles that lined it. She wasn’t curvy, but
perfectly proportioned. It was a fighter’s body hidden within feminine skin. His
mouth watered to taste it — to taste her; and he felt himself slipping
into a dark chasm of longing and need.
She looked up at him when he approached and he smiled to see
the hatred written across her features. The fact that she so obviously loathed
him only made his goal of taming her stronger — a need so intense, that
he wasn’t sure he could resist taking it too far.
“Bend forward as much as you can. I want you facing the
floor when I place this on you.” His grin was wicked “Put your ass in the air
for me.”
Sneering, she responded, “You’re not seriously going to put
that fucking thing on me? Just let me out of these chains and let’s get this
over with.”
He spoke slowly and without emotion. “You stated your
conditions, I stated mine. It’s time to remove your stink.” The corner of his
lip twisted up in humor to see her eyes narrow further at his insult.
She didn’t bend forward as he’d requested and he grabbed her
by her hair and forced her to face down. Appreciating the docility forced on
her by the belt, he snapped the collar in place only to grab her hair again to
pull her back up. Before letting go, he wrapped his fingers tighter in her
thick hair, pulling it just so he could watch and appreciate the way her body
reacted to the small amount of pain it produced. He wanted to see more.
Quickly tugging on the chain, he ordered, “Stand up.”
Her gold eyes blinked slowly, her full mouth twisting in
indignation. Playfully, he gave the chain two more tugs. His amusement wasn’t
easily contained. When she didn’t budge, he looked down on her with an
expression of absolute boredom. “We’re never going to get to the end of this if
you don’t cooperate now.”
“I cannot fucking wait to rip your smug head from your body.”
He smiled and tugged again.
Pushing herself up on her knees, Xander kept his eyes
trained to her body. Even chained, she moved gracefully. He tossed his keys
down at her knees. “You’re welcome to unlock the shackles at your feet.”
She sighed and opened her hands to indicate how they were
bound to the belt. Her expression mocked him, her understanding finally
settling in that he was just toying with her. He bent down on one knee and
retrieved the keys from the floor. He swirled a hand in front of her. “Turn
around.” She complied almost immediately and an eyebrow cocked on his face to
see it. After unlatching the shackles at her ankles, he winced to see how they’d
cut into the skin. The air hit her wounds and he watched as her spine
straightened from the pain.
“We’ll have to be sure to clean those. I’d hate for them to
become infected.”
“Doesn’t really matter. You intend to kill me anyway.”
Standing above her, he tugged on the chain again to instruct
her to turn around and climb to her feet. “Yes. But, in case you win, I’d hate
to lose my life just for you to crawl off somewhere and die like a wounded dog.”
Her eyes shot to his. “Has anybody told you
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