Madeleine Abducted (24 page)

Wanting
to extend this encounter, Aaron reached out to stroke his hand down the soft
silk of her hair as he ordered, “Stop, Madeleine. Lean forward, press your
breasts into my lap, hold the sides of the chair with your hands and use your
arms to press your breasts tightly together.”

Confusion
flashed across her face, but she obeyed Aaron’s command, not questioning what
he intended to do to her. When he moved her up so that he could insert himself
between her breasts,
Maddy
looked up at him, a shy
expression crossing her face as she waited for him to instruct her what to do.

“Push
yourself up and down, slave; please your Master.” Fur across her skin, the deep
baritone to his voice seeping into her pores heating her blood to a point of
boiling heat.

Maddy
did as he said, was shocked by how the feel of his hard length,
slickened with the moisture of her mouth, made her feel, turned her on to such
a painful point of need, she had to fight from reaching down to touch herself
to find relief. She bounced on her knees in front of him, purred at the
satisfied moans that escaped his throat. She watched his lips part, fought back
the desire to climb up and take that mouth with hers. Not having to fight long,
Aaron suddenly looked into her eyes, locking her in a stare so hot, her skin
flushed as a fine sheen of sweat broke out along her skin.

“Stop
… pull off my pants and then climb up and straddle my lap, Madeleine.”

She
did as instructed, pulled the pants free of his legs, left them lying on the
floor as she climbed up before straddling his legs with hers. His hands gripped
the flesh of her hips as he pulled her forward, pressing himself against her
sensitized flesh, against that point that he’d found would make her writhe and
moan. When she was in place, he released her hips to slowly run his hands up
the sides of her body, teasing her breasts as he passed them, finally gripping
his fingers into the thickness of her hair. He pulled her head forward, forcing
her body even more tightly against his cock so that small bursts of electricity
shot through her nerves from the pressure against her. His mouth moved over
hers slowly, his tongue darting out to lick along her bottom lip seeking entry.
When she opened her mouth, his tongue invaded hers as a growl resonated from
his chest. Pulling away suddenly, he pressed his mouth to her ear as he
whispered,
“I can taste myself on you.”

Her
body trembled as his hand slid out from her hair to reach around behind her,
finding the point of entry to her body. While her sensitized nub was pressed
firmly against him, he ran his fingers along the crease of her slickened skin,
propelled her body to rub along the length of him as he teased the opening to
her core. “I want to bury myself inside you, Madeleine … I want to finally make
you mine.”

Another
violent quake as she listened to words that made her heart sing while he pushed
her toward a release she’d craved for the two weeks he’d refused to touch her. He
wanted her, wanted to own her, to never let her go. “Then take me.” She would
give herself to him, needed to give him whatever he wanted, trusted that, in
this moment, he would take care of her, would slowly ease her out of her
inexperience. Even more she wanted him, could feel her muscles grip along his
finger, wanting … needing more than his hand could give.

Resting
his head against hers, Aaron fought against lifting her body so that he could
spear himself into her. His conscience warred with his desires, the reason he’d
avoided her since they’d returned from the woods that night. She was not his to
take, a captive. To take her would be to cross that line he’d firmly set when
she’d first arrived.

“No,
beautiful. It’s not mine to take. That is a piece of yourself that should be
yours to give freely, not to be taken by a man such as me.” The rasp to his
voice broke apart his words, betrayed the fire burning inside him as he fought
for control.

Maddy
struggled to think as he continued to work her up and down
along the length of him, his fingers, moving in circles around the muscles of
the opening to her body, tremors ran through her as she fought to respond.

“I
want to give myself to you, Master; I
have
given myself to you.” Peaking through her lashes, she found his eyes; saw
the conflicting emotions swirling within the depths of the green. “Will you
accept what I give you?”

“You
are captive … ”

“Not
anymore. I chose to stay, I’m here of my own free will.”

He
let out a heavy breath, his body shaking under her hands, his strong arms
lifting her, still rubbing her against him. “You stayed for vengeance.”

Maddy
pushed back against his hands, stopped the motion of their
bodies and reached up to cup his cheeks and lock her eyes with his. “I stayed
for vengeance, yes; but I also stayed for you.”

His
breath catching, Aaron’s resolve shattered at the sound of those words. Fighting
the urge to spear her right then and there, he picked her up instead, standing
while guiding her legs to wrap around him. He marveled at how light her body
was as he quickly carried her out of the music room to take her to his bed. His
mouth barely left hers as they moved between the rooms.

Laying
her down on the bed, Aaron explored her body with his mouth and hands, teased
her skin with soft pinches and nips as he worked her into such a frenzy she
dripped in anticipation. Spreading her legs before him, he looked into her
eyes, stared in awe at the woman who’d been so shy but somehow had become
braver than him. Reaching over to the side table, he opened a drawer, removed a
condom and pulled it on. Looking back down into her eyes, he said, “This may
hurt,
Maddy
, tell me if it’s too much, I want you
screaming my name from your enjoyment and not from your pain.”

Maddy
nodded her head, nervous of how the width of him would fill
her, but she trusted him, knew that he would go as slow as she needed in order
to please her. He positioned himself at the surface of her, pushed slightly in,
but waited as her body adjusted to his girth. The sting was divine, a spice
added to the sweetness of their passion. Grabbing his hips, she pulled him toward
her, forced him farther inside. Her body burned where the muscles were forced
apart, but she still wanted more, wanted him as deep as he could go. He braced
himself motionless above her, looking over her body, watching every hint given
by the expressions that flitted across her face. Leaning down, he leisurely
laved at the peak of her breast, pulling it into his mouth to suckle the tip. Slowly,
he moved back and forth within her, working the muscles loose enough to avoid
hurting her when he buried himself to the hilt. Losing his control, he leaned
down, nipped at her earlobe before whispering, “Are you ready?”

Nodding
her head, yes,
Maddy
was struck silent by his
movement within her body. A final push forward and Aaron was fully inside her. Pausing
again, he waited for her muscles to relax, to adjust to the width of him, but
then he began to move, and a heat like she’d never experienced bloomed within
her. Losing herself to the intensity of the moment,
Maddy’s
heart beat out a staccato rhythm, her breath held as she was driven to an edge
so
sharp,
she feared it would slice her in two. Almost
too much, the sensation gripped her
body,
her muscles
tense as every nerve ending came alive and sparked along her skin.

The
feel of air against her heated skin was almost too much as Aaron worked her
body, drove her to a point of complete abandon, loved her like no other person
had before. Moans escaped her lips, sounds of pure passion erupted as the
inferno he built inside her took over. Pushed higher and higher, she was barely
able to think, fought to keep her eyes open so she could watch the flex of his
glistening muscles as he moved above her. When Aaron grabbed the backs of her
thighs to push her bent legs up higher, he moved impossibly deeper within her. Her
hands gripped the sheets as she was forced to a peak that seemed so high it
would be painful to finally reach. When his mouth took hers, when his teeth
nipped at her bottom lip, she came undone. A fevered storm roaring across her
body, the intensity of her release caused her to scream out his name. Her
muscles quivered around him, gripped along the fullness and width of him as he
continued to pump into her. Her body quaked uncontrollably as it felt like she
was being ripped apart from the inside out. When he finally let go, when he
finally shot himself inside her, when his mouth pressed hungrily against hers
as he joined her in exquisite release,
Maddy
melted
beneath him
;
her body occasionally trembling with the
aftershocks of her orgasm.

Aaron
stilled above her, his eyes searching hers for any sign that she was in pain. She
smiled up at him, her expression so sated and satisfied her beautiful blues
were barely visible under the droop of her eyelids. Pulling himself out of her,
he removed his weight from her body, but pulled her into his arms and against
his chest.

Maddy
found sleep while enveloped within his heat, found peace while
safely tucked against his body.

Only
having slept for a few hours,
Maddy
woke up to find
Aaron passed out beside her. She moved to look at him better and noticed soreness
in her body she’d never experienced before. After turning over, she gingerly
reached up to brush the errant strands of silky, black hair away from his face
before running her hand down along the stubbly skin of his jaw. He looked so
peaceful, so reposed as he slept. His perfect lips were held slightly apart and
Maddy
resisted the urge to lean up to run her tongue
along the crease. Even in his sleep, there was a unique quality to him, a
majestic air that frightened her and tempted her at the same time. While most
men feared the man that lay beside her, she couldn’t help but feel comforted by
his presence, a feeling of safety that she’d never had. Even before her
abduction, when she was hidden away in her house or within the studio walls,
she still felt lost, so terribly alone in the world. But now … now, while in
the middle of a nightmare, she found solace in a damaged soul, one who’d showed
her a part of him that no other person had ever seen. There was light in him,
one so bright it could illuminate the entire night sky if only it wasn’t
covered over by the shadow of his darkness.

Maddy
was startled when Aaron’s eyes peaked open, when his arms
suddenly pulled her tighter against him, when one corner of his mouth curled up
in amusement at her shock. His mouth changed into a wicked grin as he said,
“Hello, Mouse.” His voice, still rough from sleep, rumbled from his chest, her
body vibrating from being pressed up against him. Before she could respond, he
rolled her over so that he was on top of her and brought his mouth to hers. Heat
bloomed in her chest, her heart dancing against her ribs. They lay there
leisurely
as they kissed, no need between them to rush the moment,
simply happy to be in each other’s arms. Eventually, Aaron pulled away, rolled
them both to their sides so they were facing each other.

“I’d
like to take you somewhere; wine you … dine you … show you the world, but given
the present circumstances, I’ll have to settle for having
Xander
fetch us something to eat and bringing it back here.” His hand came up to brush
against the smooth silk of her hair. “It’s so frustrating, not being able to
treat you as you deserve.” Aaron whispered his confession to her as the sun set
beyond the thick curtains of the room. The eerie glow of the red light created
a safe hideaway for two lovers, a respite from the terrifying environment
within The Estate. Never completely at ease, Aaron looked over the features of
the woman in his
arms,
found that it was the light
that shone in her eyes when she was near him that turned him on most of all. Most
women had always wanted for him for his looks, his status, his money and his
reputation … but not
Maddy
, never
Maddy
.
She saw something in him that made him feel like, maybe, there was something
that existed in him that was more valuable than all those other qualities
combined. She made him feel like he was loved, something he’d not known since
his mother disappeared when he was a child.

The
perfect pout of her mouth moved seductively as she answered, “I have no idea
why you’re frustrated, you’ve taken me to the place where I most want to be;
you’ve taken me into your arms.”

A
hit to the chest, Aaron’s wind was knocked from him briefly, her words … poetry
like none he’d ever heard; this woman who was burying herself within his soul,
her purity enough to chase away his demons. He smiled, took her lips with his
once more. Pulling back, he chuckled. “Maybe there is something I can give to
you, something that will show you what you mean to me.”

Thoughtful,
Maddy
took her bottom lip between her teeth and
thought of what she would want. Her eyes widening, she realized exactly what
Aaron could give her. “Play for me.”

His
body tensed, his brow furrowing in confusion before realization shown in his
eyes. “You want me to play the piano for you? I … you don’t want that, I’ve
never played for anyone before. I’ll butcher the music just from having an
audience.”

Her
smile grew so large, her cheeks hurt. “You?
Afraid of an
audience?
I find that hard to believe.” Her whispered voice had a
teasing quality to it, a softness meant only for the man beside her. “I was
able to go on stage in front of hundreds of people and play. There’s no way
that you could be scared of just one.”

Quiet
laughter erupted between them, magic found in a peaceful moment they had all to
themselves
.
Maddy
continued
to goad him into playing, but they were interrupted by a knock at the door.

Pushing
up on one arm, Aaron grabbed a blanket to pull over their naked bodies. “Come
in.” The softness to his voice long gone, once again replaced with his usual
business-like tone.
Xander
pushed open the door,
paused for a brief second at the sight of them curled together in bed before
delivering his news.

“Emory
just stopped by. You’ve been ordered to present
Maddy
in the ballroom within the next half hour.” He paused, his expression darkening
from his thoughts. “He had a smile on his face, Aaron. I have a feeling
something very bad is happening.”

Every
muscle in Aaron’s body tensed as suspicion and fear ran along his spine. He
looked down into the wide-eyed expression of his mouse, could see the terror as
it flooded her eyes. Having no other choice, Aaron steeled himself for what was
to come. “Leave us,
Xander
. We’ll be in the living
room momentarily.”

Once
Xander
had closed the door, Aaron immediately ran his
hand along Madeleine’s cheek, his eyes, the color of light streaked forests,
were alive with his panic. “I don’t think I can do this … ” He shook his head
when
Maddy
went to interrupt. “No, Madeleine, I’ll
kill any man that touches
you ….
”

She
placed a finger against his mouth, forced a small smile on her face despite her
overwhelming fear. “I know what we’re walking into, but you have to stay strong
… for me. Regardless, of what they do to me, you are to stand there, to pretend
like you don’t care, because in the end, we’ll have vengeance against the man
that’s brought such great sorrow into both of our lives. You can’t react, you
have to be strong so that I can remain strong through you.”

“What
if they want you dead?” He didn’t want to spend what could be their last
moments talking about the horror that awaited them, but he needed her to know,
he needed to know that she understood what could come.

A
single tear ran from her eye as she looked up into the face of such a dangerous
man. “Then you offer to do it; just kiss me as I pass so that I can give you my
last breath. We’ll become one and when you succeed in destroying them, I’ll be
part of you when you do.”

Wiping
away her tears, Aaron’s heart melted at her words. Such bravery for a woman who
faced the unknown; it amazed him to see that her heart had changed from that of
a mouse into that of a lion in a matter of weeks, that her strength was enough
to heal them both. One more kiss … he placed one more kiss on her beautiful
mouth before pushing up of the bed and getting dressed.

After
meeting
Xander
in the living room of his quarters,
the three left together, traveled solemnly down the winding corridors in route
to the ballroom. Striding elegantly through the halls, Aaron took the lead
while
Xander
led
Maddy
behind him. No longer needing the blindfold,
Maddy’s
eyes followed the lines of the stone floor as they moved, once again donning
the mask of Aaron’s slave. The sound of doors opening, the loud and unruly
behavior of the men on the other side quieted, a hush falling over the room as
Aaron stopped and
Maddy
down knelt by his side.

Aaron
looked up at his father as he sat on his throne. A smug look over his face, his
eyes appeared hazy as if recently drugged. Even still, the slate grey of those
eyes mimicked the polished steel of Aaron’s blade, were still shrewd in their
scrutiny of the troublesome son. There was no sound, the tense silence in the
room rubbing against Aaron’s nerves as he waited to hear what his father
planned to do next.

“You
look good, Aaron; as does your slave.” An accent of affluence and wealth, a
deep voice that commanded the room. “Something quite unsettling has been
brought to my attention. It appears my
executioner
has been having some fun outside of business.”

His
spine like an iron rod, the muscles in Aaron’s back protested his stance. He
tucked his arms behind his back, folded his hands one over the other to relieve
the tense muscles. “Enough with the
riddles,
just tell
me why I’m here.”

“Very
well … ” A sardonic
grin,
broke over his father’s face
as he looked to Emory and signaled. “Emory, please bring in our witness.”

Aaron
cast a flippant look toward the door as Emory moved to open it. Once the large
wooden surface was pulled free, Aaron’s eyes landed on the blonde hair and
stick-thin body of Emily. Holding her hand out to Emory, he bent down to kiss
it before leading her into the room. Emily looked over at Aaron, a sickening
grin across her face as she was led to stand next to his father. Aaron sneered
at the ugly jagged scar that ran down her face, stitches still in place from
where the blade had cut the deepest.

“You
remember Emily Hart, don’t you? I believe it will be hard to forget a face like
this.” A mocking tone, his father obviously had something purely evil in mind. “You
see, the problem is that Ms. Hart didn’t look like this before having relations
with you several weeks back.” Standing up, his father held out his hand so that
Emily could take it before leading her down the stairs to stand in front of
Aaron and
Maddy
. Not faltering in her obedience,
Maddy
kept her eyes trained to the floor even when the tips
of expensive high heels, revealing perfectly manicured, pink polished toes,
came into her line of sight.

Not
receiving a response from Aaron, his father continued. “Ms. Hart tells me that
you had come to her house for a visit, that the two of you had sex. Apparently,
this is what you did to her when you took her, and I was wondering … if you are
capable of this type of brutality against a fine woman such as Ms. Hart,
whatever are you capable of doing to a lowly slave?”

When
Emily began to sob, Aaron’s lip curled into a taunting grin. Her eyes trained
on him, he mouthed the word “whore” before returning his bored gaze to his
father. He was able to return an indifferent mask on his face, while inside he
was fighting back the raging desire to pull a blade and finish the bitch off. “My
slave has no such marks. I haven’t needed to punish her as brutally as I did
Ms. Hart. It’s not my fault that one bitch knows to keep her mouth shut while
the other doesn’t know when to shut the fuck up.”

The
amused shake of his father’s shoulders indicated to Aaron that he cared nothing
of the woman to his
side,
this was just another
opportunity for him to play his hand in the game. “Unfortunately, Aaron, your
punishment was inflicted against a
lady
of The Estate and I cannot condone your use of such brutal force against an
acquaintance of the network. It sets a bad example. If I let this pass without
retribution, soon everybody will be at each other’s throats. We are a
collective, Aaron, we don’t fight amongst ourselves.”

Fisting
at his father’s words, Aaron had to force his hands open in an effort to give
no outward sign of his rage. His father was a master of reading a man’s mind by
carefully watching facial expressions and other small gestures that could
betray a man’s innermost thoughts. “She is not part of the network, she is
merely a piece of ass that is available to the community. She is of no benefit,
therefore she has no right to seek retribution.”

Laughter,
cruel and mocking, erupted from his father as he moved to grip Madeleine’s
face. Aaron flinched just slightly, forcing himself from breaking the old man’s
neck right then. Pulling her head up, his father forced
Maddy
eyes to look at Emily’s face.

“Do
you see what your Master has done to this woman? He’s been a very bad boy, and
I’m afraid you will have to suffer as a result. She tells me that Aaron did
that to her because she called you trash.” His father released
Maddy
, just as Emily reached down to grab
Maddy’s
face again, pulling it up so that she could spit at
her. Releasing her before wiping her hand clean on her skirt, Emily looked down
at
Maddy
as if she was nothing more than diseased
filth at her feet. Aaron’s eyes narrowed, his jaw slightly ticking from the
force of his clenched teeth, he took a deep breath, replacing the mask of
indifference on his face. Promising himself that he’d make sure that Emily
didn’t live beyond the night, he was able to calm himself back to a point of
appearing bored.

“What
is the retribution?”

“One
mark on your slave for every one on Ms. Hart’s body. I’ve examined her scars. It
appears a whip was used to create those lines across her skin. The same will be
used for your slave.”