Page 25 of Sadist (The Triarchy Collection #1)

THEO

M y Love.

In a few short weeks, this woman had torn down every wall I had. To be honest, she had me addicted in days, going from numb to feeling it all. I kissed the soft, warm skin under the button I had just undone, Octavia’s hands sliding into my hair as I did.

Fuck I loved that.

The feel of her fingers twining into my hair, grasping at my body, her nails raking my back. I couldn’t get enough. I kissed the puckered skin of the brand I had seared into her flesh, her fingers tightening in my hair as I slipped her pants down.

I pushed away the insistent, nagging pain that came with knowing I was taking her to the airport in less than twelve hours to board a plane that would take her halfway across the world from me.

I had chosen Australia for its climate, the image of her basking in any ray of sunlight she could find over the last few weeks making me smile, as I imagined her doing the same on the beach.

My girl didn’t like the dark, so I would give her the fucking sun.

She made a small noise as I nipped at her skin, and then another as I tugged her pants off her hips, sliding them down her legs.

My hands found the slightly raised marks she still had from the caning I had given her as I slid my hands up to cup her arse, and I traced gentle fingers along them as I kissed my way down from her navel.

“Come to bed,” she said, stepping back suddenly and taking my hand.

We didn’t even make it halfway there before I had her back in my arms, kissing her until she was breathless, and found her so damn wet when I slid my hand between her thighs.

I walked her backward, my fingers teasing her slowly until we bumped into the dresser in the bedroom, and she made a soft protest as I took away my fingers.

“Top drawer,” I said, kissing the corner of her lips.

She turned and opened the drawer, throwing me a confused look over her shoulder at the contents.

“Oh…You didn’t find that drawer in your days of snooping?” I teased. “There’s a false back—pull the lever underneath it.

She did, and the drawer slid further out, and her eyes widened at the array of items it housed. I plucked up the leather cuffs, smirking at her as I buckled one around her wrist, and tugged on the attached heavy metal ring.

“Do I get to use any of these on you?” she asked, holding out her other hand to me.

“Maybe,” I said, tightening the buckle until it was firm. “If you have the energy after I’m through with you.” I gave her a wink. “But I don’t think you will. Sit on the bed, my love.” The words had their intended effect, and I watched the conflicting feelings on her face in amusement.

She swore under her breath, moving to the bed and perching on the edge.

I stooped to grab the hidden chain tucked under the mattress at the foot of the bed, stretching across to grab her arm and tug her flat, and she glared up at it as if it had offended her.

I clipped the chain to her outstretched arm, then moved to the head to secure her other arm.

“You just have…chains…on your bed…just in case?” she asked. “How many people do you bring back here, Theodora?”

“Jealousy?” I crooned, rounding back to her side and enjoying the view. She was stretched out across the bed—her arms stretched between top and bottom. “I haven’t been a nun, Octavia. But I don’t usually bring people here.”

Crossing back to the drawer, I grabbed the two coiled lengths of rope that were new additions. I wanted to take my time with her. Enjoy her. Taste her until I would never forget what she felt like on my tongue…but the little minx was impatient.

It only took me five minutes, and a lot of curiosity from Octavia, to have the beautiful latticework of knots up her legs that had them bent, spread wide, and securely tied to each end of the bed…and then I had to take a moment to gather myself at the sight.

I ran my fingertip up her bound thigh, the muscle beneath it flexing as she shifted and tested the rope.

“Oh, no,” I murmured, giving her a wicked smile. “No, Sweets. These are staying until I am very…very satisfied.”

She was already drenched and getting wetter by the second, and I let my gaze linger on that beautiful sight as my finger travelled along her incredibly soft skin.

Crossing back to the drawer, I took out a selection of toys, throwing all but one on the bed next to her with a smirk. I clicked the small vibrator on, finding the setting I wanted as I lowered myself to my knees and kissed her clit, laving my tongue over it once as she jolted and gasped.

Fuck she tasted incredible.

I had to force myself not to just keep licking and sucking her delicious pussy for the next few hours until she couldn’t take it anymore, but I wanted to see her beg…and I wasn’t controlled enough to stop when I had my mouth on her.

She swore as I touched the tip of the vibrator to her, running it round and round her clit in small circles as her breathing kicked up.

“I could do this every day for the rest of my life and never get bored,” I murmured as she began moving against the restraints, her fingers gripping the chain so hard her fingertips were white.

I bent and licked her again, the breath she had been holding exploding from her lungs as I began the slow, teasing circles again.

“I need more,” she gasped on a moan, her hips rolling against the movement of the vibe.

“No,” I said, nipping her sharply on the thigh.

She cried out, and I blew softly on the bite, waiting for the sting to pass before I returned the toy to her clit, taking her to the edge again before halting it with another bite.

After the fifth climb, her body began to shake. “Theo,” she gasped.

“Yes?” I asked, replacing the vibe with my mouth again, just to kiss her lightly.

She made a choked sound, her hips chasing my mouth as I pulled away.

“Don’t stop.”

“That’s not how you ask nicely,” I chided, teasing her entrance with the tip of the vibrator before sliding it back up.

“Come on baby, you can do better than that.”

She shuddered, dragging a breath in, then cried out in frustration as I took it away again.

“ Please. ”

I huffed softly. “Is that all you’re going to give me? Maybe you need a little encouragement.”

I unclipped her hands, sliced the ties on the ropes, and flipped her, her legs still bound in a wide kneel as I dragged her to the side of the bed and laved her with my tongue a few times, then sank it deep inside her as I teased her with the vibrator.

I took her to the edge that way, over and over, always stopping at the telltale flutter of her walls around my tongue to blow gently against her and bring her back down.

I had her writhing, sobbing my name. But still, it wasn’t what I wanted, and I kept her on that edge mercilessly.

She let out a frustrated growl as I pulled back again, and I slapped away her hand as she reached between her legs, desperate to come.

“Please,” she breathed, panting hard. “Please, Theo. Please let me come. It’s too much. Please. ”

I chuckled softly, my fingers circling her entrance.

“That’s better.”

I sunk one finger in, and she moaned softly, pushing back against me, and I bit her gently on the arse. “Be still.”

“I need…” She trailed off, gasping as I bent my finger and gently stroked her.

“No, Sweets,” I crooned, getting to my feet behind her. “You don’t get to come until I tell you to. Now be a good girl and bite the fucking pillow.”

Her groan was muffled as I slipped a second…then third finger into her, her walls contracting around me as I lightly passed the vibrator over her tortured clit, fucking her harder and harder with my fingers.

Her breath rasped, each one coming with a whimper of pleasure as I carefully added a fourth finger, working them into her before pressing the vibrator firmly against her.

“Now come for me, my love. Let me hear you.”

She did…instantly, clenching around my fingers so hard she popped one of my knuckles as she screamed, her whole body going rigid beneath my hands.

One orgasm rolled into the next as I dropped to my knees again and devoured her, needing to taste what I had just done to her with a groan of satisfaction.

Octavia relaxed, panting as I licked up the last of her arousal with my tongue, savoring her taste, and then she tried to move.

“Oh, no,” I murmured, getting up and kissing the small of her back before reaching for the dildo next to her. “You begged to come, Sweets. Now you will beg to stop coming.”

Stepping out of the building the next day with Octavia’s hand laced with mine was not how I had seen this going.

I had carried her in over my shoulder, drugged and limp, thinking I had been the one to capture her, but she had ensnared me.

All of me. Even the parts I had kept hidden at all costs.

The world had cruelly shown me what love was, and I was unsure if I was ever going to be allowed to keep her.

Staying in the blind spots of the cameras, she slipped into the back of the Hummer Erryn had sent and settled down into the footwell where the camera wouldn’t see her as we left.

We had dyed her hair in the early hours of the morning after we’d thoroughly sated each other, then had both fallen asleep on the floor of the shower after I helped her wash the dye out, relaxed under the steaming water, with her nestled in my arms.

We had changed her appearance to match the passport, added a few layers of clothes that had changed her shape slightly, and I had watched her morph into someone else as she changed her mannerisms into a sullen, unapproachable shell that would make anyone think twice before approaching her.

The drive to the airport had been quiet. She had climbed into the front seat once we were on the motorway, pulled my hand into her lap, and stayed silent for the trip.

It was leaving her a road out from the airport that had broken my heart.

The taxi I called to take her the final leg had arrived too soon, and I nearly pulled my gun on the driver when he called out for her to hurry.

She had clung to me, and I had pressed her against the side of the car and kissed her long and gently, trying to memorize every curve of her lips against mine.

“Keep the documentation on you at all times,” I warned, handing her the bag I had packed with some essentials. “And get out of the airport the second you land. Turn on the phone I gave you once you are there, but don’t call out on it. That’s how I’ll contact you.”

She nodded, tears welling in her eyes.

“Promise me you will come?”

“Once this is settled,” I said, tucking her hair back and thumbing away the tear that slid down her cheek. “You will be okay. I’ve made sure of it.”

She nodded, kissed me one last time, and drove away.

And fuck it had broken me. Because even though I hadn’t promised…I knew she would hate me when I didn’t come for her. And it wouldn’t be for lack of trying.

But Erryn was very good at her job. And utterly savage.