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I looked around to see if I could find him before we did our
ridiculous bridal party dance. Rebecca had made us take dance lessons for a
formal waltz, but also to learn a special dance she choreographed to “If I
can’t have you” a remake from a 90’s boy band. The crowd clapped their hands
and laughed. Even though I thought it was a stupid idea, it was really fun.
When it was over I saw Liam standing near the bar talking to a beautiful blonde
woman. He wasn’t even paying attention to me. He came here, yelled at me for
not responding to his stupid emails, fucked me, and now he was moving on to
someone else. I went to another bar grabbed a shot of something dark out of a
man’s hand, drank it down, then walked with purpose to him. His eyes locked on
mine as I approached. I grabbed his arm and pulled him behind me. We walked to
the back hallway between the service entrance, restrooms, and the rest of the
reception. Once we were alone, I pushed him up against the wall.

“You think you can dump me, and then show up four months
later barking orders? It doesn’t work that way! You can’t tell me what to do
anymore. You think you own me? Well you don’t! You made it damn clear in that
hotel room, that you didn’t want to own me! So I suggest you back the fuck
off!” I didn’t know where this aggressiveness had come from. Seeing him,
talking to another woman, oblivious to me, did things to me I couldn’t explain.
Part of me really wanted to show him I was thinking for myself now, but another
part knew this would provoke him again. And that was what I really wanted, to
piss him off, provoke him, just to see what he would do to me. It worked. He
grabbed my arms, slammed me against the wall and laughed right in my face.

“Are you done?” he asked with a smirk on his lips.

“Yes, I’m done!” I snapped back.

“Don’t think for one second that I don’t own you, Norah!
You’re a smart girl. It doesn’t matter if you are here in the states or back
home in our bed, you belong to me!” He kissed me hard and fast then pulled
away. “I saw you with the boy, Norah. I know what you were trying to do, and it
worked, because now I am pissed off! You wanted me to be jealous and here I am
green as can be, I hope you like it!”

“Take your hands off me!” I said, not really wanting him to
move. He pressed himself against me.

“Is that what you want, what you really want? Because I
don’t think it is. I think you like it when I am angry.” He licked my cheek.
“Understand this, I will fuck you whenever and wherever I want! This ass is
mine!” He ran his hands down my body and grabbed my ass. I let out a low moan.

“I didn’t think you wanted to own me, Liam. I thought you
said you didn’t want to look at me the rest of your life knowing you had bought
me, thinking of me as your slave.” My breathing was hard and I could see my
chest moving up and down faster and faster.

“Well I changed my mind, little one. Turns out, I don’t give
a fuck about anything but owning you. I don’t care if I bought you or not, you
belong to me either way. I want to possess you, dominate you, and have you
serve me.” He leaned in and kissed me again. He shoved his tongue in my mouth
and became very forceful. I met his mouth movement for movement, but then
snatched away just to show him I could. “You don’t fool me, Norah. This is
exactly what you want.” He kissed me again. “I’ll admit it. I’m a cold hearted
bastard, who wants that sweet little ass to submit to me. I’ll admit that I
lied!”

“You lied! That’s your answer….you lied!”

“Yes, I admit that I lied! I felt guilty about taking you
away from your family and bringing you in this dark world of mine. But I simply
don’t care about that anymore.” He paused. “Now you admit it, you want this too!
Admit that nothing in your life has been as fulfilling as serving me. Admit
that you have hated the mayhem and unpredictability of your life the last four
months. Admit that you want me to control you. And even right now, when you’re
looking at me like you could slit my throat just to watch me bleed, you love
hearing the words ‘I own you!’.” He ran his hands down my body and under my
dress. He pushed his hands against my sex. “I tell you that you belong to me,
and you get all hot and wet.” I pushed myself against his hand wanting to feel
his touch. “Admit that you have this overwhelming, uncontrollable need to
completely submit yourself to me.” He rubbed my clit and shoved two fingers
inside me. I closed my eyes and let out a deep moan.

“Stop it!” I pulled my body away from his hand. “I don’t
have to admit anything to your smug stupid face! I don’t owe you anything,
asshole!”

“I thought you said you were done, and yet you keep
talking.” He looked so sexy. It made me want to just smack him or kiss him, I
wasn’t sure.

“Well I lied! How does it feel?” He laughed again and
touched his chin.

“I bet you anything if I told you to suck my dick right now,
you couldn’t get to your knees fast enough,” he breathed in my neck. I opened
my eyes and pushed against him slamming him into the opposite wall. He moved
his hands from me, and let me hold his arms back.

“Do you love me, Liam? Do you really love me?” I asked.

“Absolutely!” he said without hesitation. I sank to my knees
and unzipped his pants. He was right, I couldn’t get him in my mouth fast
enough. I bobbed my head up and down loving the taste of him. He lightly
touched the back of my head.

“Yes, that’s it, little one, take what you want.” I licked
him from his balls to his tip, swirling my tongue around the end.

He was right about me, he was so right. I wanted this, I
wanted him. Belonging to him was the only thing that ever felt right in my
life.

Growing up my mother made me feel unwanted and even hated at
times. In college I always felt like I was running from something, trying to
get somewhere, but I didn’t have a clue as to where I was going. But being with
Liam made me feel safe, wanted, complete, and satisfied. He gave me what I needed.
He dominated me, but also treated me like his porcelain princess. I belonged to
him, but I knew he belonged to me too. Our relationship had never been easy,
but serving him, pleasing him, and letting him control me was my real freedom.
I knew Liam wouldn’t do anything to me I didn’t want. My happiness was
important to him as well. He had paid 1.5 million dollars just to make me
smile, for heaven sake.

He shoved himself in and out of my mouth not releasing his
hold even when I gagged a little. Gagging only made him work harder. “Breath
through your nose, Norah. You can take it. Relax your jaw,” he was relentless.
He barked orders while I literally held his balls in my hands. When he was
done, he leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes. I grabbed a napkin
from a cart in the hallway and wiped my mouth.

When I was finished, I threw it on the floor like he had my
underwear. I fluffed my hair and adjusted my dress. “Well that was fun. But
don’t think you won this argument! This conversation is still not over!” I
turned on my heel and walked back to the party.

I had no doubt what I really wanted now, and we didn’t
really need to discuss anything, but I wanted him to work for my submission,
and this little game we were playing was hot. I wanted to see how many times we
could assault each other at this reception.

 

Chapter Three
Liam

 

When she sank to her knees I knew
she was mine. I knew she was mine before that, but in that moment I had no
doubt that when I left this party, and this country for that matter, she would
be with me.

I walked back to the party and ordered a drink at the bar. I
watched Norah as she talked with guests, posed for more pictures and even
danced with her groomsmen. I talked with Mr. Stackhouse and a few other board
members and had a few more drinks. I knew the next move was mine, and I wanted
to make it good. I saw Norah glaring at me as I danced with the attractive
blonde she had taken me away from earlier. For a moment I thought she wasn’t
going to wait for me to make a move, and take another turn herself. But she
held her composure. When the dance ended I looked around but did not see her.

I asked several people if they had seen her but no one knew
where she was hiding.

 I finally saw her standing outside on the balcony in a
corner all by herself. I figured this was a good time for my assault.

I walked to her and stood directly behind her pressing
myself against her body.

“Can I help you?” she asked.

“Oh, I’m sure you can. But I was thinking about how I could
help you?” She turned to face me.

“I don’t want or need your help. Go back to the bottle
blonde you were dancing with, I’m sure she could use your kind of help.” She
took a sip of her drink. I took the drink from her hand and threw it out in the
garden. The glass didn’t break, it just bounced on the ground and the ice
scattered.

“Norah, please don’t lie to me, I don’t like it. I know you
both want and need me so bad you can barely control yourself.” I pushed her
backwards against the railing. “Put your arms around my neck,” I commanded and
she complied without hesitation. I put one hand on her hip, and the other ran
up her thigh, under her dress. I positioned my body in front of her so no one
walking around the balcony would see where my hand was or what it was doing.

“You can’t do this here,” Norah whispered.

I laughed a little, taking my hand from her hip, and
touching her chin to force her to look at me.

“Norah, I think you should know by now, that I will do what
I want, whenever I want.” She started to look away again.

“Keep your eyes on mine, please.” I moved my hand slowly
from her bare thigh to her bare sex. “I have to say I am very happy that you
have been taking care of yourself, even though we were not together.” I could
tell she had kept up with regular manicures, pedicures, and eyebrow waxing. But
it was her bare pussy that turned me on the most. I was very happy she had kept
it hairless. “I better not find out you were getting it waxed for anyone else,
little one.” It wasn’t a question but she answered anyway.

“There is and has been no one else, sir.” Hearing her say
‘sir’ before always made my skin crawl and I didn’t want her calling me that
when we finally reached our home again, but I knew this was as much her game as
it was mine, so I played along.

“Good girl, Norah.” I moved my fingers between her folds and
forced her legs to open wider. She sucked in her breath, raising her chest. I
circled her clit with my thumb and she moved her body against me.

“Does this satisfy your inner exhibitionist?” I laughed and kissed
her nose. She was right, as usual. Taking her fast and hard in the dressing
room was a turn on. Her sucking me off in the hallway with people dancing on
the other side of the wall turned me on more. But here and now, having my hand
up her dress, while people mingled behind us in the open air turned me on the
most.

“I told you earlier that I still love you, but you haven’t
told me your feelings.” I made a tsk, tsk, tsk sound with my teeth. “That isn’t
fair, is it now, little one?” She made a very low moan and leaned into my neck.
I swayed back and forth to give the illusion that we were dancing. Her lips
brushed against my neck and she moaned a low ‘yes’. I decided to take advantage
of her agreeable whispers. “Do you love me, Norah?” she moaned again. I moved
my thumb faster and she sucked in another breath. “Do you love me?” I asked
again. Her eyes closed and I knew she was on the edge. “Answer me,” I demanded.

She moaned another low moan that sounded like a yes, but
wasn’t clear. “I didn’t get that. What did you say?” I slowed my fingers and
started to move them away from her body. She grabbed my arm with her hand and
pulled it to her. “Do you love me?” I didn’t like repeating myself. She looked
me right in my eyes.

“Yes,” she panted as I allowed her to come.

“Such a good girl,” I whispered as I moved my hand away from
her and pulled her dress down.

I took one step back and she staggered a little bit still
coming down from her orgasm. “I think this is the end of this conversation,
although I wouldn’t mind if we kept playing our little game.” I straightened my
tie and jacket, and looked back at her. “I’m leaving as soon as the couple
leaves and I’m returning to my hotel. I’m having brunch tomorrow with a few
board members, dinner with the Stackhouse’s, and then I’m catching a 9am flight
Monday morning back to London. I expect you to be with me,” I paused. “For all
of it. We can buy new things, have someone go to your house to pick them up, or
you can accompany me back here in a few weeks when I have to return for some
meetings and pack them yourself. It doesn’t matter to me.” I turned to walk
away and she grabbed my arm.

“No, I don’t think we are done with this conversation, and I
don’t care what you expect, I’ll go where I want to go,” she snapped.

 She looked so determined with her hip out again, and her
arms crossed against her chest. I almost didn’t want to take the wind out of
her sails. Almost.

“I said I liked this little game we are playing, but don’t
be ridiculous, Norah. We both know you’re coming home with me. If you don’t
want to accept defeat right now, and insist we play some more, I am fine with
that too.” I stepped closer and touched her cheek. She leaned into my touch.
“But I just wanted you to know our plans so you could make the necessary
arrangements and inform your family.” I took my hand away. “I don’t want them
to think I have kidnapped you.” She huffed and stopped away from me, but I
grabbed her arm.

 “Even though I will take you against your will, Norah! I
don’t want it to be that way, but I will do it if I have to! Now be a good girl
and come willingly so I don’t have to be such a bastard.” She snatched her arm
away and walked back inside. I took that as a yes.

 

 

Norah

 

I watched the limo drive away and
waved. When I turned around I saw Liam standing on the stairs with the crowd. He
had his hands in his pockets and he had a very serious look on his face. This
was it, sink or swim, put up or shut up, stay or run. I walked past him to Mr.
and Mrs. Stackhouse and Stackhouse Jr. Rebecca’s older brother.

“Mr. and Mrs. Stackhouse, Jeff, thank you so much for
everything. It was a beautiful ceremony and a lovely reception.” I could feel
him standing behind me.

“Thank you for all your help, Norah dear. Are you two
leaving now?” Mrs. Stackhouse asked. I turned to look at Liam.

He was talking to Mr. Stackhouse, but paused and looked in
my eyes when she asked if we were leaving. I stood there and didn’t say
anything. The silence was becoming awkward when Liam grabbed my elbow, tight,
and pulled me to his side.

“Yes, we are just going to say our goodbyes to everyone then
we are going back to our hotel. But we’ll see you for dinner tomorrow.” I
smiled at Mrs. Stackhouse but she couldn’t take her eyes off Liam’s grip on my
elbow. I laughed trying to lighten the look on her face.

“I’ll be watching the mail for an invitation to that big
London mansion of yours, Liam. Don’t let this girl get away.” We all laughed,
even me. He didn’t know how ironic his comment really was.

“I have to go get my stuff from the dressing room, darling!”
I said as I tried to pull my arm away.

“We’ll go together,” He said through his teeth and tighten
his grip. “We’ll get it together.” He pulled me by the arm around the
Stackhouse’s nodding to them. We walked fast back to the main house.

“You’re hurting me,” I tried to pull my arm away again.

“Well stop trying to pull away and it won’t hurt,” he was
still gritting his teeth.

“You really don’t care who sees you man handling me like
this? Mrs. Stackhouse’s eyes about popped out of her head when she saw your
death grip on my elbow!” Again I tried to pull away from him.

“I don’t care if she saw me chain you to the bed post in the
hotel, which I just might do, so stop trying to pull away from me!” he snapped.
We stopped in front of the bridesmaid’s dressing room.

“What has gotten into you? Seriously? This game has been fun
and very entertaining, but you aren’t even acting like the guy I lived with in
London, right now! That man wouldn’t treat me this way. You’ve always tried
your best to control me, but not like this, something happened, and I want to
know what it was!” He let my arm go and looked down at the floor.

“I lost you, that’s what happened and I lost myself too.” He
looked back at me with very sad but loving eyes. “I talked myself out of having
you last October because I knew you deserved better than me and anything I
could offer you.”

“Living without you has been the worst time in my life. I’ve
been depressed, then I made myself busy and tried to live in denial. But when I
got your email telling me to leave you alone, I got angry.” He stepped closer
and pulled me to him at my waist. “I got angry at myself…..for denying who and
what I really am. I got angry at myself for not taking what was rightfully mine
when I had the chance. I won’t make that mistake again, Norah. I want you back
and I know you want me too. I don’t care what it takes, we are leaving this
country together and you are coming back home. You belong with me.” I could
feel the tears running down my face.

It warmed my heart to hear him say his house was our home
and I belonged with him, not to him. Liam was a Dominant, there was no denying
that part of him. But it was just part of him. When he was in Dominant mode,
like he had been in all day, I did belong to him, his word was law, and I did
as I was told or suffered the consequences. But the other part of him valued my
opinion, respected my boundaries, and let me get away with pretty much anything
I wanted.

“Would you really take me out of here against my will,
Liam?” I wanted to go with him, and I was going to go with him, but I was
curious. He looked down and back at me again.

“What are we standing here talking for, Norah? You told me
you still love me, and I told you I still love you. All games aside, I thought
you wanted this as much as I do?”

“All games aside, answer the question, Liam. Would you take
me out of here against my will?”

“Norah, I….”

“Answer the question!”

“No. I wouldn’t. Of course I wouldn’t.” He ran his hand
through his hair and down his face. I smiled and took a deep breath.

“Good. Fine. That’s all I wanted to know.” Victory was mine.
He may have started this game, but I played it better than he did. I knew if I
called his bluff he would back down. Liam was never a man that took pride in
hurting me or making me do something I didn’t want to do. I walked around him
and opened the door to the dressing room. I went straight to where my things
were and started packing them up. I had already folded my clothes and put away
my makeup. I just needed to pack up my curling iron, hairspray and bobby pins.

I shoved everything in my bag and looked around the room for
my purse. My real purse, not this little hand clutch that Rebecca bought us to
match our dresses.

“That’s it? Good. Fine. And that’s it?” Liam loosened his
tie and shoved his hands in his pockets. “Are you going to tell me what that
means?” I located my purse and shoved it in the bag as well. After I zipped it
up, I picked it up and held it out for him to take.

“Be a gentleman, will you?” He took the bag and smiled.

“Yes ma’am.” He stepped a little closer to me. “Anything
else I can do for the lady?” his smile had turned to a smirk. I stepped close
to him and pressed myself against his body.

“Yes. You can kiss me.” He dropped my bag and put his hands
on both sides of my face. His kiss was slow and gentle. All day we had been
rough, tough, and forceful with each other. We had cussed, grabbed, snatched,
and assaulted each other relentlessly.

This kiss wasn’t any of those things. It was sweet and
romantic. I could feel his love for me. I could feel how much he needed me and
I hoped he could feel how much I needed him. He pulled away slowly pressing our
foreheads together.

“I’ve missed you so much, baby. I am so sorry,” he
whispered.

“Liam?” He pulled his head away and looked at me. “Please
take me home.”

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