Page 8 of Merciless Obsession (The Bloodline #2)

My grin turned sinister and her eyes watched me carefully. “Open up,” I demanded.

Her lips stayed tucked into her mouth and her eyes dropped to where the hammer rested on it.

Defiance danced in her orbs. She clenched her teeth tighter.

While this wasn’t typically what I used my favorite weapon for, it would serve a different purpose today.

Ziora was too defiant and I needed her compliant for what was to come later this evening.

“I should have known you were gonna be difficult.” Reaching up I used my free hand to grip her cheeks. “You like things in your mouth, right? You enjoy sucking on things, I’m trying to help you out.” Pressing into her cheeks, I applied enough pressure to force her mouth open.

“Good girl.” I flipped the hammer so now the handle was on her lips and pushed into her mouth, forcing it open more. The end of it was wider and slightly slimmed as it went toward the head. “Go ahead, pleasure my hammer.”

Ziora continued to glare at me while my blood rushed through my veins with excitement.

“You have been an inconvenience for me and my family, bringing unwanted attention toward us. Do you know how much of a nuisance that is? Suck.” My tone dropped an octave and the smile left my face.

My eyes cut into slits. Visibly, she swallowed hard.

Heat burned brighter in her cheeks as she hollowed them around the slick, coated wood.

“There you go, now lick it.” If looks could kill I would have dropped dead on the bed from how she was glowering at me.

Ziora opened her mouth and flicked the end of it with her tongue.

Blood shot down to my dick that began to grow behind my suit pants.

I moved it in and out of her mouth. I imagined it was my dick she was pleasuring currently.

She kept her heated glare on me while continuing to lick and suck the smooth wood.

“You’re good at that. You ready to tell me why you’re so stuck on bringing my family down?” Her eyes narrowed, but she stayed quiet.

My stomach twisted with desire and jealousy, watching her mouth.

“I don’t think Wilma should have all the fun,” I gritted, pulling the hammer from her mouth and dropping it next to her on the bed.

She went to speak but instead I shoved my pointer and middle fingers inside her mouth.

She balked against the sudden intrusion before wrapping her lips around my digits and sucking roughly.

Her eyes darkened like a stormy cloud as her tongue circled my fingers.

“You’re so good at this, Bumblebee. You really do like your mouth filled, huh?” The red in her cheeks returned, brighter than before.

The sounds of her licking and slurping around my fingers sounded like sweet music to my ears. My heart slammed into my chest cavity. My ribs felt too tight to exhale air.

I pushed my fingers further into her mouth, causing her to gag when they reached the back of her throat. Her eyes watered and drool spilled from the corners of her mouth.

“Are you ready to talk?” I asked.

Her mouth opened and her tongue played between my fingers as she shook her head. The gesture shouldn’t have been as hot as it was.

I pressed down on her tongue, forcing her mouth open.

“I never thought I would be jealous of my fingers,” I grunted, pulling them out of her mouth and bringing them to mine. I swiped them with my tongue before sucking her spit off. “Mhm,” I moaned, closing my eyes as my balls grew heavier.

“Stick your tongue out.” My voice came out in a husky, throaty tone.

Her eyes beamed with hesitancy as she slowly stuck her bright pink tongue out.

Leaning forward, I opened my mouth and spit in her mouth, causing her eyes to widen.

Quickly I captured her tongue with my mouth, sucking it and bringing my lips to meet hers.

My hand went to the bottom of her shirt and under, contacting her warm skin.

At first she fought against my kiss, but I refused to let up, eventually causing her to submit to my mouth.

My hand brushed over her stomach, shifting up until I got to her breasts.

I cuffed them through her bra. A burning fire bloomed in my chest. With my free hand, I grabbed her jaw and explored the inside of her mouth with my tongue.

A moan left her mouth, causing my hunger for her to grow.

The kiss was sloppy and feverish, making my pulse quicken through my veins.

Pulling away I hovered my face over hers. She stared at me with lust now pooling in her orbs. I removed my hand from under her shirt and dropped it between her legs, pressing my hand into her lower lips.

A whimper fell from her mouth. “Don’t touch me there,” she whined but rolled her hips against my hand.

I smirked, keeping my mouth inches away from hers. I watched as I rubbed her pussy, making sure to toy with her clit with my thumb.

“As much as I would love to devour your pussy with my mouth and taste your juices on my tongue, I know you could use a proper bath first.” I licked my lips. My tongue brushed over her lips.

For the past two weeks I had her captive, I made sure to come in here and give her a sponge bath, which was why she was only in a T-shirt with no panties.

I packed a bag for her last week when me and Emmet were at her house.

She had no idea that we had been in her house, searched her things, and I snatched a couple pairs of her panties to use when I thought about her at night.

I would feed her when she didn’t fight me and I would be lying if I said I didn’t like her depending on me.

Her breathing grew heavier. “If I let you out these cuffs and allow you to shower, will you act right?” I questioned, still thumbing her clit.

The whole reason for me going after Ziora was to stop her from blogging about my family.

Her revealing predators on her blog was a good thing, but my family was off limits.

The moment I laid eyes on her, a desire I never felt slammed into me and I knew I had to have her.

Each night I got off work and came into the room, I grew more and more attracted to her, seeing her sprawled out on my guest bed with no way to leave.

She was the rabbit trapped by the big, bad wolf.

Moving my mouth lower, I kissed her chin, trailing her jawline then down her neck. Sinking my teeth into her flesh caused her to jump and release a sultry cry. I pinched her clit and her body trembled.

“Mhm, good girl.” I licked her skin before rising. The hand between her legs went lower and collected some of her juices before I lifted it, bringing it in front of me.

Ziora watched as I brought it to my mouth and sucked her essence as if it was my last meal.

“Mhm.” I licked my fingers then lowered them to her mouth. She didn’t have to be told what to do this time. Her tongue poked out and swiped over my digits.

My mouth curled into a satisfied grin.

“Do we have an understanding?” I asked as my heart pounded wildly in my chest. I picked my hammer up from the bed and stood.

She cleared her throat and nodded. “Yes,” she replied, her voice raspy.

“I hope you don’t disappoint me Bumblebee, because I would hate to have to go back on my word and hurt my toy.”

After tucking Wilma into my suit pocket, I went into my front pocket and grabbed the key to the handcuffs.

Nazai was on my ass about what I was doing when it came to Ziora, and even though I didn’t care for him constantly questioning me, I knew I needed to get a handle on the situation.

Ziora casted a cautious look at me as I uncuffed her and helped her up.

She fought against me when I grabbed her upper arm and pulled her off the bed.

“Careful before you hurt yourself,” I warned her when she stumbled.

She glared at me and her lips pinched together.

I guided her out of the room and into my ensuite bathroom.

“You’re just gonna watch me shower?” Ziora kept her back toward me as she stripped out of the large T-shirt she had on.

I scanned her back, appreciating the shapely, fit figure I was sure came from her kickboxing classes.

It wasn’t quite an hourglass, but still her slim waist tapered into her semi wide hips perfectly.

Her ass, rounded like a full moon, rested on her back, leading to her long legs and full thighs.

“I don’t trust you enough not to try something.” She looked over her shoulder. One of her brows rose as she watched me study her.

“Kickboxing has done your body well.” She pinched her lips together/ causing one corner of my mouth to raise.

“The fact that you think it’s okay that you stalked me shows you’re out of your damn mind and need to be locked up in a padded room.”

My smile heightened and I laughed. “You’re wasting water.”

I nodded at the running water in my standalone shower.

“Make sure you stay on this side of the glass.” She narrowed her eyes.

Steam rose and filled the inside of the glass.

The way my bathroom was set up, my shower with the double heads was on the wall across from the opening.

A few feet away, closest to the door, was my jacuzzi bathtub.

Across from both were his and hers double sinks.

Both had sandy toned porcelain tiles, giving simple, yet elegant, according to the contractor who designed it.

The toilet was in a separate room from the rest of the bathroom.

Rolling her eyes, Ziora turned back to the shower and walked to it. Pulling the glass door open, she stepped inside.

Moving to the edge of the tub, I took a seat and watched as she moved under the water.

Because of the steam I only saw her silhouette which was just as sexy as seeing the clear version of her.

Unzipping my suit pants, I pulled my briefs down, causing my dick to pop out.

It had been hard since I played with her in the bedroom.

The more I watched her in the shower, the harder my dick grew.

Precum spilled from the tip. Swiping it with my thumb, I used it to lubricate my length and stroke it.

“How did you know what body wash I used?” Ziora asked as she opened the shower door and peeked her head out.

Her eyes dropped to where I stroked my dick and her mouth parted.

I smirked. “You think I didn’t make sure I knew what my toy liked?”

She bounced her eyes between my face and dick. “What are you doing?” she asked breathlessly.

“Just admiring what I see.” I squeezed my dick. Sweat covered her face and water beaded on her body.

It had been a little over a month since I last had sex. The same time Emmet showed us her was when she became the only person I was interested in.

Ziora pushed a deep breath out and quickly pulled her head back inside the shower, slamming the glass door shut.

The sweet smell of melon, pineapple, and mangos filled the room as she began washing her body.

The case I was working on had me stressed. My client was an idiot who was making my job harder than it needed to be, so right now watching Ziora was helping release some of that tension.

The longer she stayed in the shower, the faster my hand moved.

My teeth scraped over my bottom lip when her head bent back and the water poured down on her.

I was tempted to push the door open and step into the shower with her so I could bury myself deep inside her.

Thinking about how she would feel wrapped around me made my balls grow tight.

The shower cut off and the glass door opened. Steam flooded out the shower and filled the rest of the bathroom. Her wet curls clung to her face and shoulders. Blotches of red coated her skin. As I scanned her wet, naked body, a grunt fell from my mouth as I exploded in my hand.

Closing my eyes I took a couple deep breaths. When I opened my eyes, I saw Ziora’s gaze locked on me, focusing on my dick.

“Did you just…” She licked her lips slowly. “You’re sick.”

Grinning lazily, I chuckled and stood, walking over to one of the hand towels on the wall and wiping my hand then using it to wipe my dick off too.

Ziora grabbed the large towel off the wall closest to the showers and wrapped it around her body. I watched her walk to the double sink where I informed her a fresh toothbrush was waiting for her.

As she brushed her teeth, I couldn’t fight it anymore. I stepped up to her and pressed my semi hard dick against her ass cheeks. She jumped, her eyes met mine in the cloudy mirror. She spit into the sink and rinsed off her toothbrush and mouth.

As soon as she spit the water out, my hand went to the back of her neck. I gripped it and pulled her upward. My mouth went to her ear and I breathed softly against it.

“You know all I gotta do is pull this towel away and I can easily slide inside you and fuck that pretty pussy. Do you think I should?” I kissed the center of her ear.

I watched her through the mirror. Her chest lifted and fell at a quick rate.

Her teeth sank into her bottom lip, eyes darkening with lust.

Ziora swallowed hard and spun around, causing my hand to fall. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her chest against mine. My dick began to grow again. She lifted and brushed her lips against mine.

“You must be full of yourself,” she rasped.

“First you stalk me, then kidnap me, handcuff me to the bed, and now you suggest I should let you fuck me.” The minty scent of the toothpaste filled my nose.

“You’re a very bold man, Ezra Tavarez, but after hearing about how you are in the courtroom I’m not shocked. ”

“I’ve always been a man who went after what I wanted.”

“I like a confident man and a man in a suit.” She pressed another kiss against my mouth. Her body rubbed against mine. “Can I tell you something, Ezra?”

“What?”

The corner of her mouth lifted. She stretched her neck and brushed her mouth against my ear. “Go to hell!”

I grunted when her knee lifted and connected with my dick. “Fuck!” I kneeled over and grabbed my dick.

“I can’t wait to take you and your crooked ass family down!” She turned and rushed out of the bathroom.

My eyes squeezed shut as I breathed through the pain in my groin. I released a choked laugh, loving the fight from my busy bee. It was fun to see her stinger stung just as much as her bite. If she wanted to play games then I was completely game.