“No.” She bucked her hips back, but that didn’t stop me. I was greeted by her tightness, and I moaned automatically when I realized how much her pussy would squeeze my dick. I pressed my tip to her entrance, sliding my head inside. She breathed deeply underneath me, her body trying to fight me during her panic. I grinded against her, her hands pinned behind her back while my other hand held her by the neck.

I yanked her bottoms and panties off until my cock was pressed right between her ass cheeks. I slept in the nude, so I was prepared for what would happen next. I gripped the back of her neck and pulled her onto the bed, moving around her at the same time. She screamed at the impact of her hand, either from the pain or the surprise. I grabbed her wrist and slammed it down on my nightstand, forcing the rock in her hand to come loose and topple to the ground. Once she was close enough, I made my move. The house was old, once a beautiful castle, but time had worn down several aspects of it. Despite her petite size, the floorboards still slightly creaked under her steps. I felt her approach my bed slowly, her breathing steady. Instead, I would fuck her to teach her a lesson. She would try to choke me or slam something into my head. I remained in bed and waited for her, my cock getting hard at the thought of what would happen next. I heard the doorknob gently twist, the sound announcing her approach. The second I heard her footsteps outside, I would be aware. I purposely kept my door unlocked since I was a light sleeper. She would try to kill me, and since she knew she couldn’t overpower me, she would try to do it while I was asleep.

Sooner or later, I knew she would make her move. And kidnapping is illegal no matter what world you live in.” London shook her head like she couldn’t believe what she just heard. Whine to someone who gives a damn.” She walked out, her head held high. “You expect me to care just because I’m a woman? I don’t care about your problems. “This guy is holding me here against my will, and you don’t care at all?”Īriel stared at her coldly, the same look she gave me when she was pissed at me. “And I can put a face to evil,” London snapped. “No, I haven’t.” Ariel looked London up and down but didn’t extend her hand. “Ariel, you’ve met our guest, haven’t you?” “Bones said he’ll be in the area, and he’d love to join you.” She pressed her lips tightly together as she stared me down, trying to think of something to say.Īriel walked back into the room. She knew she didn’t have a logical counterargument to that. “Only kidnapped women who voluntarily spend time with me.”

“You just assume everyone wants to sleep with you?”

Penelope sky the scotch king