NERTHUS
“What’s wrong?” I ask as soon as he sets his eyes on me.
He puts his hands in his pockets, looking at me as if I was a stupid cockroach he is about to crush.
“Arawn, what’s wrong?”
“Why should there be anything wrong?”
And we are back with questions instead of answers.
“Your eyes,” I gulp, sliding forward to sit on the edge of the couch. “It’s been a bit since you looked at me like that.”
“Look at you how?” He asks me, his angered gaze looking right through me.
“With disgust,” I whisper. He doesn’t react to it, and just stays silent, watching me intently.
Forcing a smile, I set down my drink and get up to my feet. “Did you lose?”
He scoffs, looking to his side before looking back at me. “Why would that matter?”
“It doesn’t.” I answer, shrugging.
“You can’t take any other clients.” His growl causes my skin to cover in goosebumps, and I keep myself from caressing my arm.
“I know.” I say, tilting my head at him.
He steps closer to me, his hands still in his pockets. “And no dates.”
“Yes. I know what I signed.” I look at him questioningly. “Did something happen?”
“You tell me.” He retorts, and I sigh.
“No, I was just here talking to Emily. No strippers and no gigolos.” I try to loosen the tension, but he doesn’t seem to be in the mood for it.
As his expression darkens, I clear my throat, taking a step closer to stand directly in front of him.
“I’m sorry if I did something that angered you. It won’t happen again.”
“What won’t happen again?” He just seems to get angrier, as I don’t get what is bothering him.
“I won’t mingle with any woman of your friends anymore and be your lucky charm.” I flash him an innocent smile, while his expression stays unmoved.
“What about other clients?”
“What’s your obsession with other clients tonight?”
My breath hitches in my throat as he grabs my arm, pulling me close. I put up my hands instantaneously, keeping myself from crashing into his hard chest.
“Stop playing with me, woman.” He leans in, speaking through clenched teeth.
“Arawn, let go!”
“You don’t get to tell me what to do, whore.”
I don’t get in time to stop my gasp leaving my lips, the insult tugging at my heart. “Arawn, you are hurting me.”
With a pull, he gets me closer, and I hiss.
“I will lick you tonight, so prepare yourself.”
My eyes widen, and it takes me a few seconds to process what he said. “No!”
“You don’t get to say no, woman. You signed a contract.”
“This is my punishment. You don’t get to do it as you please.”
“You are at my disposal. Stop acting up!”
My jaw practically hits the floor, and I stutter, as I get back at him. “No! My services are at your disposal. This isn’t part of my services.”
I move backwards, trying to free myself from his grip. My heart breaks as I was thinking about granting him this gift. I wanted to give him this part of me as I couldn’t picture myself being with anyone else anyway. And now, it seems like I was being that stupid little girl again.
He takes a few steps forward, forcing me to step back, only stopping as I hit the wall. As he attacks my lips, I get pushed into the wall. Pushing against his strong chest, I try to alleviate some of his aggressive pressure. There is so much possessiveness in the kiss, that I risk drowning in it.
I finally get to catch my breath as he breaks the kiss. Gradually, I start worrying about how I would survive the evening if his anger would result in his fucking too.
And still, I can’t wait for it.
I don’t get in time to clench my legs as he presses himself into me, lifting me up. He moves his hands up my legs and rips my gown further apart where my high slit ends. I squeal, punching against his shoulder, causing him to growl. “Stop acting up.”
“You could have just moved it out of the way, there was no need to rip it.”
He smirks at me, getting my heart to stop. “Why? Are you scared about someone seeing you walking home like this and seeing you for what you really are?”
“Why are you so mean to me?” I ask in a whisper, making him laugh.
“You should know your place better, whore.”
I lower my gaze, protesting in a whisper, “Escort.”
“It’s the same!” He growls, his mocking grin disappearing, giving in to his frown again. “Tell me about Derek!”
“Derek?” I squint my eyes at him, shaking my head. “I know nothing about him. Gigi told me he was in a kind of rehab.”
He scoffs, before leaning in. “That’s not what I meant. Tell me about your attraction to him.”
“Attraction? What attraction?” I don’t get to be sarcastic, as I moan at him biting into my skin.
“Don’t lie to me!”
Just what made you so angry?
“I didn’t lie to you. He isn’t my type of man! I told you that already.” I breathe out as he grazes my skin with his teeth. “He is a jerk.”
His hum vibrates through my skin, traveling down my body and hitting me directly into my core.
Damn it.
“Why did you go on a date with him then?”
I risk my life, rolling my eyes at him and pushing him away. “I told you! He was tormenting me, asking me repeatedly to go on a date with him.”
He scoffs again, and my nerves start to burst. “You could have continued to say no. Seen that you hated him that much!”
“Well, that’s easily said by a man carrying a fucking gun.”
“Why are you so fucking dense?! You should have just told me if you were so scared of Derek-boy.”
I gasp at his audacity and give his chest another strong push.
Not that it would do anything.
“Don’t you dare insulting me, Parker!”
I close my eyes instinctively as he snatches my chin, pulling me painfully. “I can do what I want with you. Because you are my possession! And I can certainly say anything I want. Don’t you dare tell me again what to do, woman!”
Pressing his face against the side of mine, he snarls. “Is that clear?”
I nod as much as he allowed me to move my face, and grab his wrist, hoping to relieve some of the pressure.
“And if you want Parker…” His whisper gets goosebumps to rise on my skin, and I shudder. “You can gladly have him.”
He pushes himself off me, making me feel cold instantaneously. As I curse myself because of my infatuation, I nearly don’t sense him get onto his knees. Before I can stop him, he has his arms wrapped around me, pressing my ass into the wall. My body reacts automatically at his lips teasing my wet pussy through the laced material of my panties.
“No, please, stop!” I say not even convincing myself as his chuckle vibrates through my wet folds, causing me to want more.
Burying my nails into his broad shoulders, I throw my head forward, moaning at his tongue sweeping my panties to the side to lick my folds.
“Oh, my God!” I breath out, and he groans against my lingerie.
“You lied to me, right?” He moves away from me slowly, his eyes boring into mine. “About not enjoying being licked.”
Shaking my head, I bite my bottom lip. “That doesn’t matter! It isn’t part of my repertoire.”
With a gulp, I try to stop him from putting my mouth on my pussy again. “No! Please.”
As he gets up with a growl, slamming me back into the wall. “I guess Derek wouldn’t have to ask!”
“What the actual fuck! What is your problem today?” I try to peel myself off the wall, but he has me glued to it. “I don’t know what else to say to you, if you don’t believe my words.”
“Because you are a liar. But even if not, how would you expect anybody to believe you? Just look at you.” He leans in, my breathing speeding up, “Look at your life.”
My anger overpowers everything I’m feeling at the moment, even my heart breaking seems to fade in comparison. “Then let me go!”
Fighting against his hold, I don’t get him to move but only to tighten his hold on me. “No!”
“Stop it, Parker! I said you have to let me go.”
He sneers, getting me to stop trashing as he pushes me further against the wall, “And then what, want to go out to suck Derek’s dick? Or try your luck with Jensen?”
I gasp, and finally get my hand free to slap him. He halts in his tilted state, as he looks at me while clenching his jaw.
“What the fuck!” I shout, my chest heaving.
As a smirk grows on his face, I experience my first moment of fear with him. There is something really disturbing about it, and I hold my breath as he chuckles.
“Run, beautiful.”
My eyes widen at him, and as my brain is experiencing a lust-fogged freeze, my body fortunately acts for me. I slip out under his arms and storm to the door. Just as I have opened it and hear him move behind him, my brain starts functioning again.
I’m already running down the hallway as I realize that even if he instructed me to, this was a bad idea.
Very bad.