Page 11 of Love to Defy You (The Dark Love #2)

A faint blush appears on her golden cheeks, and she pushes her glasses up her nose. “How would I know? I’m still a virgin.”

“That’s okay. That’s what college is for, right? To lose your virginity?”

She throws me a pointed look. “I thought that was high school?”

“For me, it was, but we all know I was a slut.”

The corner of Prisha’s mouth quirks. “What do you mean, was? ”

I throw my head back and laugh. “Wow, you’re feisty tonight. Don’t worry, we’ll get you laid this year. By the way, what are you doing for New Year’s?”

She shrugs. “I’ll probably visit my dad in Andarusia over the winter holiday. Why?”

“Think you could swing by Switzerland on your way back to DC? Alek and I are spending Christmas in his ski chalet this year. You should come for a few days. Maybe we can find you a hot Swiss ski instructor to teach you... other things.”

Prisha’s eyes bulge even larger behind her thick frames. “Willow! You are such a bad influence.”

I adjust the collar of my dress and throw her a smug look. “I know. So, what do you say?”

She leans back in her chair, revealing her plain dorm room. A pink and orange duvet covers her bed, and Bollywood and K-pop posters hang on the dull white wall above. “Okay, I’ll talk to my dad about heading home a few days early.”

“But maybe leave out the getting laid part,” I add.

She giggles. “Obviously.”

“We’ll turn you into a slut like me in no time.”

Something brushes along my leg, making me jump. I glance down and find Alek kneeling behind me, gliding his fingers along my calf. He’s not in the frame of my camera.

“You all right?” Prisha asks.

I turn back to the screen and try to ignore Alek’s ministrations. He’s ignored me all day, and now that I’m on the phone with Prisha, he wants me for himself? If he wasn’t covered in bruises already, I’d kick him.

I smile. “It’s just an annoying little fly— Ouch!”

Alek pinches my ass in punishment.

Prisha furrows her brows together. “Are you sure it’s not a spider biting you?”

“I’m sure.” I shift to close my legs, but Alek forces them back apart, and I drop my phone on the counter to grip the corners for balance.

“Whoops.” I pick the phone back up and turn it to face me.

“Anyway, what were we talking about? Oh, yeah. Chapter nineteen.” I prop my phone against a jewelry stand.

Prisha brings her Kindle in front of her face and begins to read the passage aloud, but I don’t hear a single word. Alek runs his tongue along my inner thigh, and I bite down on my tongue to keep from letting out a shuddered gasp.

When Alek slaps something cold around my wrist, I’m no longer able to remain stoic. With a gasp, I spin around and see a pair of metal handcuffs locked around my arms behind my back.

“I know,” Prisha breathes. “Isn’t it so hot? Maybe I do have a bondage kink after all.”

What the fuck? I mouth to Alek. I’m busy.

As Prisha continues to read the passage, she’s completely unaware of the fact that Alek is crouching behind me. He flips my dress over my hips, exposing my bare ass to his face, and stuffs the hem of my dress between my bound wrists to keep the fabric out of his way.

Alek licks his pointer finger and releases it with a pop that I pray Prisha doesn’t hear. When he sticks it in my ass, I lurch forward against the counter. I glance at the phone, but Prisha is too engrossed in the story to notice and keeps reading aloud.

While Alek slides his finger in and out of my ass, he uses his free hand to keep my cheeks spread wide for him. After a moment, he slips his finger out and replaces it with his tongue, which punches past my puckered hole to lick me in the most forbidden place on my body.

I lift my head from the counter. “Um... Prisha?” I manage to squeak out.

She doesn’t hear me. “Does it really feel as good as it does in books?” Prisha stares at her Kindle with knitted brows. “I can’t help but wonder if I’m being set up for disappointment.”

I swallow hard as Alek leans back, giving me a brief respite from his ministrations. “When you find the right person,” I say, “it feels incredible.”

She glances up at the screen with a shy smile. “Thanks.”

Alek stands up and comes around the counter. He picks up the phone, and when I try to grab it out of his hand, the metal handcuff digs into my wrist, reminding me that I can’t do anything to stop him.

“Oh, hi, Alek,” Prisha says. “Please tell me you didn’t just hear that. Wait, what happened to your face?”

He gives her a charming smile through the screen. “Trust me, sex is way better in real life than in a book. Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to fuck my girlfriend to remind her of that fact. Care to watch and see for yourself?”

I groan and press my forehead to the counter, heat blazing my face.

“Um, no, thank you,” Prisha answers, her voice an octave higher than usual. “Uh, have fun. Willow, I’ll talk to you later.”

I grimace. “Bye.”

Alek hangs up and sets the phone on the counter by my head.

I angle my head to look at him. “Was that necessary?”

Gripping the edge of the counter, Alek leans forward to meet me at eye level. His left eye looks even worse today, surrounded by a purple bruise, although the swelling on his lip has subsided a little. “I thought you enjoyed an audience?”

“Well, sure, but... not with Prisha. Jesus, you’ve probably scarred her virgin ears for life.”

“Why?” Alek quirks an eyebrow. “I’m just reenacting what she’s reading.”

I roll my eyes. “Pretty sure there’s nothing in the scene about eating a girl’s ass while she’s on the phone.”

Alek straightens up and lifts his shirt over his head before dropping it on the floor. “Hmm, I must have skipped that part.”

“Wait, you’ve read it?”

He steps out of my line of sight, but when I lift my head, his reflection is visible in the mirror. Alek steps up behind me and shoves his sweatpants down, but from his angle, I can’t see anything below his abs.

But I can feel it when he presses his hips into me.

His glacial eyes meet my gaze in the mirror.

He hoists my right knee up on the counter, spreading me open for him as my right leg lifts onto my tiptoes.

“I will never use a condom with you, malishka , nor will I give you a safe word like the men in your books. I’m the one who controls your pleasure, and I alone will decide when you’ve reached your limit. Do I make myself clear?”

His gaze keeps me spellbound through the mirror, and after a long pause, I nod.

He smirks. “Good girl.”

Alek wraps his hand around the back of my neck, pinning my cheek to the counter as we watch each other in the mirror. With his other hand, he positions the head of his cock at the entrance to my pussy. I’m so wet my arousal is seeping down my thighs.

He drives forward, spearing me until he bottoms out.

The edge of the counter digs into my hip.

I cry out, but he doesn’t give me a chance to adjust. Alek begins to move, impaling me from behind with rough thrusts while holding me down against the cold surface.

His mouth falls open with ragged breaths, and he stares into my eyes as he fucks me.

I’m bound and helpless against him as he uses me for his pleasure.

And goddamn, it’s way better than the book.

There isn’t a slow, gradual buildup to my orgasm. Instead, he forces it out of me by fucking me hard and fast and rough, and I climax long before I’m ready to stop. I scream his name at the top of my lungs, and when Alek tightens his grip on my neck, my vision is seared with a blinding white light.

Hot liquid warms my insides. Alek slows down behind me and throws his head back to let out a deep groan. “Fuuuck, malishka .”

After a few more languid thrusts, he slides out, and his cum drips down my legs. He steps back to admire his handiwork, and as he examines my pussy from behind, goosebumps rise on my skin.

“Take a picture,” I say. “I want to see it.”

He lifts his gaze to the mirror, eyebrows cocked. “Are you sure?”

I know what he’s really asking. Am I sure I want him to do that after I almost killed myself over a revenge porn video that went viral?

I nod. “This is on my terms. Besides, I trust you.”

His expression softens. “Okay, then.” He hoists his sweatpants back up until they hang off his hips, then he pulls his phone out of his pocket. When he kneels behind me, he brings the phone close to my exposed ass, and a moment later, I hear a click.

I shudder. Being inspected and photographed, debased to nothing more than an object, is humiliating in the most sensual way. I’m primed and ready to go for another round.

He stands up and stares at his screen, the corners of his mouth curling up. “That’s the money shot right there.” After a moment, my phone vibrates on the countertop. “Just sent it to you.”

I swing my leg down from the counter. “Now, are you going to get me out of these handcuffs or fuck me again?” Things ended too quickly, and I want another chance to make it last longer.

He slaps my ass, making me yelp. “I think I’ll leave you like this, as punishment.”

“Punishment?” I brace my knees against the side of the counter, which gives me enough leverage to stand up straight and turn around. “For what?”

“For coming home completely intoxicated last night.” His expression darkens as he towers over me. “You can’t let yourself do that when I’m not there.”

“Why not? I’m in college, which means I want to get drunk and stupid sometimes.”

He grabs my face, digging his fingers into my cheeks, and looks into my eyes.

“And when you do that, you’re ripe to be taken advantage of.

Someone gained access to our apartment last night, and who knows what else they can get access to?

You need to be more careful. From now on, you don’t go anywhere at night without me. Understand?”

“Wait, what?” I jerk my face from his grasp. “They were here? In the apartment?”

“Yes. I fired the staff this morning and collected their keys,” he explains. “But still, promise me that from now on, you’ll only leave my side to go to class during the day. If anything happened to you...” He shakes his head and turns his back to me, running his hand over his jaw.

“Fine, I promise. From now on, anything we do, we do together. But you have to let me in on what you’re going through. Deal?”

He nods. “Deal.”

“Good. Now, will you take these handcuffs off so I can hold you?”

He runs his hand along his jawline, humming as he considers my proposal. “I rather like seeing you like this, ruined and bound. Mine for the taking.”

“Then what are you waiting for?” My lips curl into a smirk. “Fuck me.”