Chapter 46: Chapter 46
Maybe it is the sheer black lace I have on or the infamous anonymous call I just had that have him looking like a wounded beast ready for a kill. His grey eyes reads between devouring me, dominating me; swirling with lust in those hooded eyes against locking me up to go find the unknown caller. Now he will feel what I feel whenever he disappears only to appear on a yacht with his Anya.
"Well." I drawl out playfully, a smile plastered on my face sucking my teeth. My eyes darts to the guns in both hands shaking tremendously like he is holding himself back for doing something he will regret. "That was quick. Anyway I will see you soon, yeah soon. I think."
"What are you doing?" His dark eyes follows me round the corner fixing the diamond Cartier necklace he got for me on my neck. Looking back at him, he looks mad than he was few seconds ago. Eyes trailing from my neck to my cleavage, my waistline down my mid-thigh. Literally, the dress screams I'm going to get fucked and the sheer lace wasn't helping his veins which keeps ticking. I couldn't miss the gnash of his teeth; scratch the past, this have got to be the worst he has ever been angry.
"Going out. Isn't it obvious." Throwing nonchalantly sass lace in my words, he growls.
"Don't fuck with me Princess. You won't like what I will do." A humorless chuckle escapes my lips aggravating him more, oh I'm scared. I mock internally. My phone went off again smiling sweetly about to answer only for my phone to be snatched out of my hand and thrown out of the balcony.
"Elijah!" I scream in anger. "What is wrong with you? Have you suddenly gone insane?" He chuckles darkly stalking closer with each long strides to me.
"I thought you know by now how insane I have become. How crazy you drive me to my doom. What is wrong with me? Have I gone insane? Simple, it is you and if I have to teach you a lesson to get it in your head; I will do it." My eyes darts for any means of escape till I backed up against the wall, oh the dark grin on his face looks satisfying.
"I told you, you are mine."
"I am not yours Elijah." I try to sound brave but by the amusement on his face he can read how scared I am right now.
My breath hitches at the feel of his gun in between my thighs trailing up my body till it points on my neck titling my head to face him.
"I made this pussy bleed first. I had this body quiver under me in intense pleasure as this pretty lips screamed for me not to stop. Now tell me Princess I do not own you." Grey eyes focus on mine in mockery.
I want to say something nasty to his face, let out a heartfelt boisterous laugh but with the way his eyes held me captive, I knew I am done for. No matter how hard I try to deny it, him; I belong to Elijah.
"You wore this for him?" Getting closer I close my eyes praying not to fall into this man temptation. He whispers softly. "I will find him and I will make you watch as I kill him. And then I will bring you back and fuck you so hard you won't get to step out of this suite for a week just what I will do to you now." He pressed himself against me showing how true his words are, his dick ever ready.
Hands roaming all over my body noticing he no longer had his guns with him, goosebumps made the hair on my skin stand out. His head buried on the crook of my neck sucking harshly on my skin. In a flash, my dress is ripped off me. My head screams a thousand euros lying carelessly on the floor and then my body who always crave for this crazy Russian got excited.
"Please."
Still yet to decipher if the plea signifies him to stop or for him to continue because at this state right now, I'm just a hot mess for this man.
His eyes rakes my barely naked form. A diamond necklace sat on my neck, black lace panties and my heels was all left on me.
"I own you Princess. No one will ever matter to you but me. Not even that scrawny looking boy who is waiting for you." Tilting my head up his hand encircles gripping my neck in a firm hold that had me creaming my panties. In my head I'm fighting against him but yet again my body betrays me.
"I'm going to give you want you, what you have always desired and in return I'll ruin you for any man to come after me that's if I let him live. The thought of me throbbing inside of you gets me fucking turned on. So fucking hard I want you begging to stop but I won't and you know why? Because your pleasure is mine alone." He breathe huskily on my neck.
"Say what I need to hear and I'll make your wildest dreams come true." He says and I moan shamelessly watching his finger caress my expose cleavage trailing down to my hot wet pussy.
"Say it Princess. Only the magic words will get you your utmost desire." And I desired him more than I ever desired anything in life. His tongue licks my earlobe as those words sent vibrations down to my core, his fingers playing teasingly with my drenched pussylips. Fuck it. He owns me.
"I-I am yours Papi." I say through jagged breathing already at the verge of eruption watching his piercing silver grey smirk darkly loving how vulnerable I am for him. A dark promising smile that holds meaning untold. I want to be scared and back away from the insanely handsome man in front of me because I know who he is and what he can do to me. I blink, darting my tongue out to wet my chapped lips. Grey eyes darken further at that motion looking at me like a beast as I am his willing prey.
"YA budu krichatʹ na menya imya vsyu nochʹ . YA budu trakhnutʹ tebya tak silʹno , chtoby vash parenʹ uznayet , k komu vy prinadlezhite . ya printsessa." (I will have you screaming my name all night long. I will fuck you so hard your boyfriend will know who you belong to. Me Princess).