Forbidden Claim
1974 Words
*Bella*
I slowly opened my eyes, squinting and covering them with my arm as the bright morning light seeped through the curtains. Gently, I fluttered my eyelashes as I glanced around. It was not my room. I clutched the covers tightly to my chest in panic, groaning as my head throbbed painfully.
"I see you're awake!" A deep, husky, familiar voice broke through my thoughts, snapping my attention toward its source.
I blinked, trying to clear the last remnants of sleep from my mind. My confusion deepened as I looked at the extremely gorgeous man in an expensive suit standing before me, delicious enough to eat.
What the hell was wrong with my thoughts this morning?!
"What am I doing in your bedroom, Vin?" I asked flatly, hiding my nervousness.
"Do you remember what happened last night?" he inquired as his voice remained calm and soft while his expression was stern.
I nodded slowly, wishing I could disappear into thin air in that moment as I remembered my reckless behavior and what I had said to him.
"Good. By the way, how are you feeling?" he asked in his calm, measured tone. I watched as he picked up a glass and two pills, walking toward me like a hungry predator.
"I'm fine. Why do you ask?" I lifted my head, looking at his towering figure as he stepped closer.
"Are you experiencing a headache?" he questioned as his concerned gaze trailed over me.
"Yeah, slightly," I muttered while touching my forehead.
"Hmm, take these pills," he said, handing me the medication. "You'll start feeling better."
I looked at the pills from him, inspecting them closely.
"What are these?" I frowned, lifting my gaze to meet his.
He let out an exasperated sigh as if struggling to maintain his patience.
"You ask a lot of questions," he remarked, tilting his head.
"I don't trust people easily," I mumbled, and in the blink of an eye, Vin pushed me back onto the mattress, looming over me. His once bright blue eyes now darkened with a mix of anger and a desire to control.
"You don't trust anyone, huh?!" he challenged, his tone sharp. "Then what were you doing with those filthy men who were ready to devour you at the first opportunity?" His eyes narrowed into thin lines, causing me to shrink back into the bed with fear.
"I knew what I was doing, and it's not your concern what I do or who I associate with," I whispered defiantly, my grumpy tone belying my vulnerability.
He let out a low, chilling laugh, and a shiver ran down my spine in response. His demeanor was sending fear coursing through me.
"You're mine to care, petal," he sneered wickedly, a malevolent glint in his eyes. "Everything you do is my concern. You were supposed to be careful because I couldn't be everywhere to protect you from the hungry wolves out there. You didn't behave properly last night," he declared, as if he held ownership over me. I was left stunned by the dark aura he exuded, a level of anger I had never witnessed from him before in my life.
"And for being a bad girl, you need to be punished," he growled, gritting his teeth. My heart pounded in my chest as I realized the seriousness of the situation.
Before I could react, he forcefully pulled the blanket from my body, leaving me exposed and vulnerable. I was clad only in his oversized shirt, with nothing underneath. Confusion and fear welled up inside me.
Wait, I had been wearing my pants and top last night. Who had changed my clothes?
"Wait, Vin," I squealed, my voice quivering with fear as he hauled me onto his lap. My head hung low toward the floor, my body arched in a compromising position lifting my ass in the air, my exposed s*x tingling from the cold air of the air conditioner brushing over my sensitized flesh.
"What the f**k are you... Ah!" I couldn't complete the question as a hard impact landed on my bottom.
"How can you spank... f**k!!!" I cried out louder because this time he spanked even harder. Tears stung my eyes as I panted, struggling to catch my breath.
"Little petal, relax your body and feel my hand on you," he rasped in his sexy voice when he sensed my body stiffening.
"Your punishment will be more enjoyable if you stop resisting," he breathed into my ear, his hard, firm chest pressing against my back.
"Who can enjoy punishment?" I retorted grumpily. He brushed his fingers at the apex, and I unconsciously moaned.
"See?! You like it, baby," his amused tone irritated me further.
"You're mad, Vin," I breathed out angrily.
His sensual chuckle reverberated through the room.
"Breathe, baby. We've only just begun," he announced, and before I could fully grasp his meaning, he spanked me once again.
"Oh, God! Umm..." My cries soon turned into moans.
To my surprise, my body reacted to his touch and more dampness dripped from my bare p***y. How was he able to do that?
Oh God! He was punishing me, and I was getting wet from his hands on me?! What was wrong with me? I hated the way my body reacted to whatever he was doing to me. But it seemed he was enjoying it more than anything, as he didn't stop and landed spank after spank on my sensitive, soft buttocks until they were burning hot from his assault. I could even predict how crimson they might be looking without being able to glance at my asscheeks.
"You should understand and be a good girl to know what's in your best interest," he grunted, his rough, big palm again landing firmly on my burning ass cheeks.
"Vin!" I gasped as he caressed my aching butt cheeks gently.
His hands kneaded them hard and slow as if savoring their fullness and softness. Assuming my punishment was over, I tried to get up and move away from him, but he placed a firm hand on my back, effortlessly keeping me in place.
I bit my lip as his fingers brushed my bare thighs, moving dangerously close to my dripping p***y. However, he intentionally teased me, fully aware of what he was doing. He didn't touch my sensitive flesh; instead, he expertly trailed his fingers over my inner thighs, kneading my asscheeks. I had to bite down harder on my lips to stop myself from moaning, but it ultimately slipped out despite my efforts to stop it.
"Good girl!" he praised, and I could hear the smile in his voice.
"One last time, and it's over," he informed me. His hands landed firmly, and my core shook. Before I knew it, I reached an intense climax, a loud scream escaping my lips as waves of ecstasy coursed through my body, rendering my other senses numb while my s*x remained alive.
He pulled me up, settling me into his lap, and I collapsed into his arms like a lifeless doll. My bottom was burning and aching from his previous assault.
"Why do you always have to push my limits, my little petal," he whispered, wiping my wet cheeks with the rough pad of his thumbs as he tenderly kissed my closed eyes. “Do you not know how precious you are to me?”
I opened my eyes, my chest rising and falling heavily, still in shock over what he had done to me and how my body reacted to him.
"Why did you do that?" I asked, my voice tinged with disbelief.
He smiled softly, his thumb gently playing with my lips as he explained, "To remind you not to play with fire again."
His face inched closer, his full, red lips parting as he slipped his fingers to the back of my nape, his eyes never leaving my mouth.
'Okay, baby, you can kiss me in the morning.'
His words from last night echoed in my head.
Was he going to kiss me?!
Panicking, I quickly placed a trembling hand over his eager mouth, preventing him from kissing me.
"Stop it, Vin," I whispered.
He stared at me for a long moment before exhaling heavily, taking my hand in his, and bringing it to his lips, where he kissed the back of my palm. I shivered involuntarily under the touch of his soft and warm lips.
"No, let me go," I snapped, attempting to free myself from his grasp.
His grip tightened as he stared back at me seriously. I met his angry glare and watched as his jaw clenched.
"I said, let me go, Vin," I demanded, my eyes welling up with tears as his grip tightened painfully.
"Stop running away like you always do," he whispered menacingly.
“You can't keep me forcefully,” I shot back, and he frowned.
“You don't know what I am capable of doing, petal,” his tone turned dangerously cold. “But you should remember one thing: I will never hurt you,” he whispered, his eyes softening as he caressed my cheeks.
“But you're hurting me NOW!” I countered fiercely as tears spilled from my eyes.
He cursed under his breath as he loosened his grip, allowing me to hastily get up from his lap. But as I made to walk away, he seized my wrist.
“I am only giving you space and time, not permitting you to run away from me again,” he declared, the possessiveness in his voice sending a shiver down my spine. “Understand this, baby,” he added before tenderly kissing my knuckles and releasing my hand. I touched my hand, still tingling from the warmth of his lips, and hurried toward the bathroom.
"Petal, I've arranged fresh clothes for you," he informed me in his cold voice before I closed the bathroom door. "Get ready. I will drop you at your apartment, and then we will go to the City Hospital together."
What was he trying to do? Did he want to make us public?
"You don't need to bother, Vin," I said, shaking my head defiantly and glancing at him over my shoulder.
He exhaled loudly, seemingly concealing his frustration.
“You're coming with me, petal” he declared authoritatively before adding, “Get ready and come to the breakfast table,” instructing me before leaving the room.
Huffing with annoyance, I closed the door. He could be insufferable at times. Glancing around, I scanned the bathroom, which exuded elegance. He had impeccable taste.
Approaching the sink, I opened a drawer and discovered a new toothbrush, my favorite face wash, shampoo, and body wash. He still remembered?!
Gathering everything, I stepped under the shower panel. After a refreshing shower and draping a fluffy bathrobe around me, I emerged. The bathrobe was oversized, enveloping me to my toes and concealing my hands within the sleeves.
Upon exiting, I spotted a hairdryer on the vanity table. On the bed lay pink lace lingerie, a pair of denim jeans and a white shirt. I picked them up and tried them on. Surprisingly, they were a perfect fit, all in my size.
I swiftly dried my hair and applied body lotion. Spotting my handbag and phone on the table, I retrieved my makeup pouch, which I usually kept for quick touch-ups on the go. Applying light makeup, I got ready for work.
Stepping out of the bedroom, I found Vin already seated at the breakfast table. As I entered the dining hall, he swept his gaze in my direction. His eyes held admiration, looking at me with the want and raw desire.
My heart fluttered, and I struggled to recognize the man before me because he was completely different from the man I knew.
This man was…
Dangerous and mysterious.
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