The Deception series boxset: FaCade, Cadence, Beneath Innocence (8 page)

I stared at his angry face, his teeth sheathed behind his taut lips as I shuffled backwards on the bed until my back thudded against the wall. I couldn’t understand why he was angry. But he was – very. She called him Mr Troy. How did she know his name?

“We were just talking,” I said, worry for Maria causing me to be open and quite rude.

He nodded and smirked at me but then turned back to Maria. “Get out!”

She gawped at him, her head shaking from side to side. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

“GET OUT!”

She scrambled off the bed, her ankles twisting beneath her as she attempted to remove herself from the room as quickly as possible.

He turned to me, his stare hard and cold, his narrow eyes dark and haunting. “Care to indulge?”

I frowned. “I’m sorry? Indulge what?”

He stood still, watching me with a callous expression. “Get up!”

“Make your damn mind up,” I spat out. Fuck him and his frequent demands.

I squealed, bringing my hands up to my head when he seized a section of my hair and yanked me upright. My face flung to the side when the back of his hand connected with my cheekbone. I fell sideways when he hit me again, my head banging on the side of the bed. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I shouted as I wiped the blood from my lip.

“You think remembering will help you out of here?”

I shook my head. “No, I was… God, I don’t know what I was doing but it was good to… to feel again.”

“You need to feel, Belle? Huh?”

What the hell was his problem?

His fingers circled my throat, his grip tight but not choking. Lifting me upright, I gasped when my back slammed against the wall. He was an inch from me, his breath hot on my face. I shivered, my body locking up when he reached further and ran his tongue down the side of my face. Pushing his hips against me, his hard erection told me this scene was turning him on.

Everything was confusing. How could hitting a woman be a turn on? How could drawing blood from someone be an aphrodisiac?

“Who are you? Why are you doing this?” I whispered as fear rendered me frozen between him and the wall.

He slid the tip of his nose along my jaw, his deep inhalations causing a ripple effect through my body, a deep throb heating my lower belly. His teeth flanked my bottom lip, his eyes securing mine as he bit gently, stunning me as the effect triggered a reaction in my body I didn’t like. “You feel me now, Star?”

I nodded, unable to form words as my body blazed in a heat I struggled to douse. Tears formed in my eyes as mortification ran deep.

His fists grabbed at my gown, pulling it open savagely. A whimper raced up my throat when he cupped my breast, his thumb causing my nipple to pebble when he slid across the taut flesh gently. “Oh,” he breathed against my neck. “You feel that, don’t you?”

“Stop it. Please,” I pleaded as more tears spilled from me. “Oh, God, please don’t do this.”

His mouth descended lower as his hand slid up the front of my neck, his fingers splaying wide. He pushed me further back against the wall, bracing me under his hold as his tongue ran across the rise of my breast. His breath chilled the dampness his tongue left. His hold on my neck tightened as his lips sealed around my erect nipple.

I pushed against his shoulders, desperately trying to get him to stop before my mind followed my body’s want, dangerously making me crave more of his touch. My heart clashed with my body which conflicted against the sensations running through me. It was like my body mocked my thoughts, dampness pooling between my thighs as my brain cried out in pain at what was happening. I wanted him to touch me but I hated that he was. I needed him to stimulate parts of me that shrank back from him.

“I own you, Star. Your body betrays you. It alerts me to your need for me.”

I shook my head furiously but shivered again when his tongue flicked out and caught my nipple between his tongue and his teeth. His hold on my neck constricted my throat, making me lightheaded. But, that only added to the way I reacted to him. My arousal intensified as my brain started to shut down, allowing the sensations in my body to heighten.

“Your body never forgets.”

My mind flashed, images shifting quickly, blurred pictures rapidly morphing into more distorted flashes.
“Your body will never forget.”

I gasped as the memory in my head disappeared as soon as it had materialized. His face had appeared with the memory. I’d never met him before, so how did I have memories of him? He was there, in my mind, and his touch had been gentle, his words a whispered promise.

The world shifted under me as I swayed sideways. Mr Troy, as I had heard Maria refer to him, slammed his hand on the wall beside me to stop me from falling. He seemed unaware of my panic as his hand swept down the front of me, his touch hot but very soft.

I clamped my legs together when he reached the apex of my thighs. “Please don’t do this.”

His eyes snapped up to mine. Fury rolled across the depths of his irises, turning his deep eyes darker. “You don’t get that choice, Star.”

He dug his fingers into my thigh, pinching the flesh tightly. Tears fell when he yanked my legs open. “Please.”

“Stop with the pitiful sobs. We both know how much you love the touch of a man.”

His teeth sank into the roundness of my stomach as his hand pushed further into me, his fingers meeting with the wetness of my arousal. I moaned my forbidden desire as a fire of lust scorched through my system, instinct driving my hips until his finger slid against my entrance.

He chuckled. “See. You need it, don’t you?”

I shook my head, denying his words. “No.”

“Ah, but feel how good it is when I do this.”

I sucked air through my teeth when his finger finally slid inside me, the heel of his hand pressing against my swollen clit. “You’re so wet already. Such a little slut. Always a dirty little slut.”

I ground against him, begging him with my body to stop the debilitating need that drove me to insanity. Shots of pleasure rolled over me when he pressed the tip of his finger across the delicate part inside me. “Oh, God, please.”

I hated myself for begging when my mind started to rebel over what my body craved. Mortification and humiliation brought tears, but so did the pressure building in every single part of me.

“That’s it, Star. Take from me. You always take, don’t you? Feed your selfishness.”

His hand started pumping inside me as he inserted another finger, two fingers now pleasuring me. My clit throbbed as his hand rubbed furiously against me, encouraging my climax faster and harder.

Every muscle in my body clenched. I lowered my eyes to his as he watched me from his knees, the muscles in his arm contracting feverishly as he labored me higher and higher. A choked sound ripped up my throat as my heart beat too fast in my chest. Sweat trickled from me as my orgasm approached.

His eyes narrowed before he yanked his hand back and shot upright. My body screamed in need but I didn’t have chance to sort through the emotion before his hands gripped my shoulders and he shoved me to my knees.

My eyes widened when he wrenched his zip down and pulled his cock out. He fisted it, his fingers wrapping around the long, thick length of him.

“Open your mouth.”

I stared at him, confusion and shock rendering me stupid.

“Open – your – fucking – mouth!”

My jaw snapped open. He jerked himself harder and harder, his eyes locked securely on mine. His abs rippled and his chest heaved as his cum shot across the gap between us, the warm cream spraying across my cheek, my mouth.. His roar of satisfaction drove my own desire to a dangerous level as I watched the pleasure tighten his face. His mouth opened in awe as his head fell back and his hips jerked with every pump of his orgasm.

If I didn’t hate him so much, I would have deemed him as something of pure beauty. He was stunning in the moment of his ejaculation, his whole body hardening as his muscles confined him in a state of bliss.

His last shudder broke the spell and his eyes once more found mine. A cruel smirk played on his lips as he tucked himself back in his pants.

I remained immobile as shock took my inability to move and feel. “You’re welcome.” He laughed when my eyes widened further.

He patted the side of my face and winked before he turned and opened the door. He looked over his shoulder at me, his expression dark and full of hatred once more. “Oh and if you touch yourself, then expect to be punished.”

He said no more as he slid through the door and left me on my knees, my body throbbing in need, my mind full of self-disgust and my heart brimming with hatred at my own betrayal.

MALIK STOOD LEANING AGAINST THE wall when I closed the door behind me. He quirked an eyebrow. “You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?”

I smirked and patted his shoulder. “Jealous?”

He shrugged then pursed his lips. “You do know that I watched what happened in there?”

“I wouldn’t expect anything less from you, Malik.”

He nodded slowly. “Then you won’t hold it against me when I tell you she’s started remembering.”

I slammed to a halt and turned to him. “What?”

He sucked in his lips and nodded more slowly. “You said something to her and it triggered a memory.”

I cocked my head in question. “How do you know?”

“Because it was written all over her face. She looked at you puzzled after.”

My stomach swirled as anger increased my heart rate. “It doesn’t matter. It will be over before it is fully reinstated.”

He sighed and eyed me warily. “Are you sure about that?”

I turned on him, grabbing his shirt in my fist as I shoved him back against the wall. “Don’t ever question me, Mal. You and I go way back, but I won’t tolerate your interference. Let me do this my way. She’s mine. You understand? She’s mine.”

He held up his hands to soothe my temper. “I know, Dante. And I understand. I’m just warning you.”

I glared at him, making sure he knew he had overstepped the mark before I dropped him and turned. “Tell Theo Maria is punished for her baiting. The stupid bitch could have ruined everything,” I ordered without looking at him.

He sighed again but remained silent as he walked off in the other direction. I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to push back the encroaching headache. It was too soon for her memory to return. I wasn’t sure how much she knew. Was I safe if it did return?

A small smile played at my lips. Yeah. I was safe but far from done with her to reach my ultimate goal. I loved seeing my cum paint her face. She was a beauty but never looked more beautiful than when wearing me on her. She was pushing me. I let my anger and weaknesses control my motives in that moment. I could have taken her right then but anyone can be taken by force, there was no power in that. I wanted her to give herself to me willingly so she hated herself for it. Her pussy wanted me; she couldn’t deny it when it clutched at my fingers, trying to keep me inside her body. I needed to leave her needing a release, leaving her hungering for it.