I wake up to the feeling of Tobias getting out of bed. I roll to his side and stretch my arms out. Tobias sees me waking, so he leans over and kisses me softly. “Go back to sleep, it’s early.”
“Where are you going?” I ask, yawning and sitting up.
“I have to go to work, go back to sleep.”
My eyebrows furrow in annoyance. “You said I could leave once Theo marked me. I did what you wanted, let me come to work. It’s boring here.”
I hear him sigh before getting up. “No Imogen, just wait a bit longer. You’re safer here.” Safer? What does he mean by that, what could be unsafe by going to work?
“No, please, Tobias,” I plead, grabbing his hand and pulling him back to the bed.
He sits on the edge, his eyes focused on me as he brushes my hair back behind my ear. “It’s not safe out there for you, not yet.” Tobias mutters.
“What do you mean? What’s unsafe?”
“It doesn’t matter right now. We still have two weeks, just let the bond kick in, then we will talk,” he says, kissing my forehead and standing up. I throw the covers off, ignoring him and walk in to retrieve my bag. I bring it out and start rummaging through it, pulling clothes out. Tobias grabs my bag, but I grip the handle. He tugs it and I smack into his chest.
“I said no, what part of that don’t you understand?” He says, his voice getting louder.
“The no part! Now, give me my fucking bag. I’m not staying here bored all day when I can be working.” He growls lowly, and I step back, placing my hands on my hips, glaring back at him.
I hear Theo racing up the steps before running into the room. I completely forget I’m still naked until Theo’s eyes roam over my body. A blush creeps up onto my face before it vanishes when Tobias speaks again. “You don’t make the decisions around here, we do.”
I shake my head. “We had a deal, I could leave if I let Theo mark me. Stick by your word, Tobias, or I won’t stick by mine.”
“What’s that supposed to mean, Imogen?” Tobias glares at me.
“Means I will fucking leave the pair of you,” I retort, my voice steady for once.
He growls loudly, but I stand strong, folding my arms across my bare chest, refusing to back down.
“What’s the problem?” Asks Theo.
“Ask growly over there. He’s the one with the problem,” I say, motioning to Tobias, who is shooting daggers at me.
Theo looks at Tobias, but his eyes never leave mine. He steps toward me and I don’t move, refusing to be intimidated by him. He grabs my arms in a vice like grip, but I keep my eyes steady, refusing to lose this stand-off.
“See, he has a major stick up his ass and clearly it’s sideways,” I tell Theo.
Tobias throws me and I land on my back on the bed, my legs spread in a not so ladylike manner. Before I have a chance to get up, Tobias is on top of me, pinning me down. His face barely an inch off mine. “I’m growing very tired of your constant attitude, love. Watch your tongue,” he snaps.
“You want me to remove the stick or should Theo?” I snap back sarcastically.
Tobias grabs my hair, pulling my head to the side, his lips teasing the skin on my neck as he sucks on my mark. Tingles spread through my body. Well, that’s new. My toes curl and my back arches off the bed. How is it possible he has this effect on me, my body reacting like it’s been deprived of sex and he is the remedy it needs? The need for him to touch me is almost painful. He pulls back a smirk on his face.
My face falls at the loss of contact. “I have control, not you. So, stop testing my patience or you will find the end of my tether. You won’t like what you find.” I shiver at the venom in his words.
He climbs off me, I watch the tight muscles of his back ripple as he moves away to the walk-in. He’s sculpted of pure muscle and looks like sex on legs. What the fuck is wrong with me? Annoyed at my own daydreaming, I forget his warning and grab a pillow before sliding off the bed and chucking it right at him. It hits him with a soft thud, and I hear Theo gasp.
“Fuck you, Tobias.” He turns on me in a second. He moves so fast I have no time to react, as I’m thrown over his knee. I struggle to push myself up, but his hand on my back shoves me back down. I pull at the sheets of the bed he is sitting on, trying to claw away from him as I kick my legs. Tobias jams his fingers between my legs before violently shoving them inside my core. I squirm at the intrusion before he slides his fingers out and rams them back in, only this time it doesn’t hurt, it actually feels good from this angle. Well, if this is his punishment, I can live with that. I can feel my juices coating his fingers, making them slide in and out effortlessly.
Then, he pulls them out, I huff at the loss before I hear the slap of flesh. A stinging burning pain on my left ass cheek makes me squirm and cry out. Oh god that fucking hurt, I’m going to murder him when I get up. I buck trying to get off his lap. “I warned you,” he says, as his hand comes down again. I squirm, trying to get away from his large hands branding my ass. Tears well in my eyes at the humiliation and the searing pain. I can feel every finger imprinted on my ass.