Mastered by her Captor
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Authors: Opal Carew
Opal Carew
Kalie Terron
The man who kidnapped me has haunted my dreams for weeks. Hot sexy dreams of his full lips moving on me. Over my naked body. Touching me in soft, intimate places.
As my captor, he wore jeans and a casual shirt. I hadn’t known that the man who brought my sexual fantasy to life is a powerful, wealthy businessman.
Now I’ve tracked him down, determined to convince him to give us a chance.
I’ve seen his eyes with a dominating edge. I’ve seen them filled with passion. And even filled with an intense need that rivaled my own. But now those eyes are cold and detached, as if what the two of us shared was nothing to him.
But I won’t give up.
Erik King
Kalie wants a relationship. Flowers and candlelight. Soft words spoken in front of a fire. But I’m not a romantic kind of guy. I like my sex rough and hard. And I like my women soft and submissive.
Just because she enjoyed a fantasy about being kidnapped by two strong, powerful men, she thinks she can handle what I want. She doesn’t get that what I enjoy is in a whole different league.
She seems intimidated by my status, which is good. I intend to take every opportunity to keep her off balance. For her own good, as well as mine.
Her unyielding determination tells me it will be difficult to convince her to back off. Thus, my only alternative is to use intimidation to scare her away.
So I will give her the chance she’s been begging for, confident that in the end, she’ll be begging to get away from me.
BONUS
This ebook includes the novelette
The Captive
which is the prequel to
Mastered by her Captor
.
Please read
The Captive
before
Mastered by her Captor
.
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Mastered by her Captor
Copyright 2016 Opal Carew
ISBN: 9781927444429
Mastered by her Captor – Copyright 2016 Opal Carew
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First edition: June 2016
Opal Carew
NOTE
:
Please read
The Captive
, (later in this ebook)
before
Mastered by her Captor.
The Captive
is the prequel to
Mastered by her Captor
, but is included second in this ebook so that people who preview this book online will get a taste of the novella
Mastered by her Captor
, not the novelette
The Captive.
Kalie Terron stared at the tall, intimidating building and drew in a deep breath.
This was it. Her one chance.
Kalie had hung on tightly to the conviction that she could somehow convince Erik King that the two of them had a chance together.
What they’d shared during those few days together... what she’d felt for him... could not be denied.
She ached for him.
She was every bit as determined to convince him now as she was six weeks ago after he had brought her sexual fantasies to life more passionately than she ever would have thought possible.
And the need she’d seen in his eyes when he’d looked at her that last night had been deeper and more intense than superficial sexual desire.
But to convince him, she had to be able to talk to him, and that had turned out to be nearly impossible. She had sent him a letter through his friend Evan, who had helped bring her fantasy to life, and wangled Erik’s email and phone number from Becca, her friend who had set up the fantasy. Unfortunately, Erik had screened her calls, returned her letter, and her emails seemed to disappear into never-never land.
As frustrated as she’d become, she’d clung to her determination. Finally, when there seemed no other option left, she’d decided to take the one step she knew would most likely get her in to see him.
* * *
Erik’s phone rang and he picked it up. “King here.”
“Mr. King, your two o’clock is here,” Gerald from reception said.
“Thanks. Send her in.”
Erik sat back in his chair, and closed his email. He was not looking forward to this meeting.
He still kicked himself for agreeing to take part in Kalie’s, fantasy. But it had seemed the perfect opportunity to distract him from the pain of losing Sylvia.
Never would he have anticipated having similar feelings for Kalie. He’d done a lot of soul searching since then and realized that maybe it wasn’t that he was in love with Sylvia. Maybe it was that he loved the sweet allure of a virgin to the practices of Domination and submission. Not that Sylvia was even a virgin to that when he’d met her—Grant had begun her training—but she’d still been starry-eyed and delighted at every new experience. Every command. And every punishment.
Sylvia had been a delight to control. She’d brought a new vibrancy to the whole thing.
And she’d been so sweet and needy.
He had sensed that in Kalie, too. Kalie had never been dominated before, and the allure to teach her, to watch her blossom into a full-fledged submissive who would answer only to him, had dug in deep and almost possessed him. When he’d received her letter begging him to give the two of them a chance, then her phone calls, and her email appealing to him... he’d had to draw on every last ounce of willpower to ignore her pleas.
Although he knew now that it was not love he felt for Sylvia, and thus that’s not where he was headed with Kalie either, he did know that it had been painful losing Sylvia and he did not want to go through that again.
But Kalie had played her cards wisely. She had finally gone to Sylvia to get her help garnering an audience with him and, despite everything, when Sylvia had called him, gently appealing to him to talk to Kalie... the sound of Sylvia’s soft voice respectfully calling him Sir as she humbly asked her favor... still sent his blood boiling. He hadn’t been able to find it in himself to refuse her.
A knock sounded at his door. He glanced up to see his partner, Sean Connor, peering in the doorway with a grin.
“I was passing by reception when Ms. Therron arrived for an appointment with you,” he said. “I told Gerard I’d show her to your office.”
He stepped aside and Erik caught the first sight of Kalie since that last amazing night he’d spent with her six weeks ago. Her long dark hair tumbled over her shoulders in soft, shimmering waves. She wore a black suit with a straight skirt which showcased her slim but curvy figure. The top few buttons of her white blouse were open, showing just a hint of the swell of her breasts. He couldn’t help remembering how those soft mounds had felt in the palms of his hands. How the hard, dusky rose nipples had contracted to tight buds when he’d touched them... when he’d taken them in his mouth.
His gaze returned to her face, lingering on her pouty, heart-shaped lips, then finally turning to her large brown eyes.
Immediately, her gaze flicked away, turning to Sean and she stuck out her hand
“Thank you, Mr. Connor.”
Sean smiled his most charming smile and took her hand. “Call me Sean. And you’re welcome.”
He shook her hand, then his fingers lingered around hers. Erik raised an eyebrow and Sean released her hand.
“I hope I see you again, Kalie,” Sean said.
“Sean, close the door when you go.”
Kalie stepped into his office hesitantly, glancing around, clearly nonplussed.
“Come in and sit down, Kalie.” Erik gestured to the chair facing his desk.
Sean sent a thumbs up as he watched her walk across the office, then closed the door.
Kalie sat down across from Erik. She crossed her legs and he couldn’t help noticing her long, shapely calves.
“You wanted to talk to me,” he said.
She bit her lip and nodded. Her gaze drifted to the window behind him and the spectacular view of the city below.
“I didn’t realize you were the partner in a big company like this.”
“I’m the owner, actually. Gabe Sayed and Sean, whom you just met, are minor partners.”
Normally, he didn’t comment on such things, but Kalie seemed intimidated by his status and he would take every opportunity to keep her off balance.
For her own good as well as his.
She had made it clear that she wanted to pursue a relationship with him and her unyielding determination told him it would be difficult to convince her it wouldn’t work between them. Thus, his only alternative seemed to be to use intimidation to scare her away.
* * *
Kalie shifted in the leather chair, rethinking her whole strategy. In his role as her captor, while playing out her sexual fantasy, he’d worn jeans and a casual shirt. She’d never expected that a wealthy entrepreneur, like he clearly was, would take the time out to indulge in play-acting with her.
Maybe it was his idea of slumming.
The sight of him in his tailored business suit, accentuating his broad shoulders and trim waist, reminded her of the muscular body that lay hidden beneath the expensive clothes. His chiseled chin and finely sculpted features had filled her dreams for weeks. And right now, she couldn’t help remembering his full lips moving on hers, then over her naked body. Touching her in soft, intimate places.
She gazed up from her folded hands to his unsettling blue eyes. She’d seen those eyes with a dominating edge. She’d seen them filled with passion. And even filled with an intense need that rivaled her own.
But right now they were simply cold and detached, as if what the two of them had shared had been nothing to him.
Yet she sat here quivering with need being this close to him. Yearning for him to drag her into his arms and kiss her, then ravage her right on top of his desk.
“So what did you come here to say to me?” he asked, eyebrows arched.
“I...”
His cool gaze made it hard to say the words. Deep inside, she had believed when he saw her again, he would realize how much he wanted her. That she would barely have to convince him at all.
But clearly that wasn’t the case.
She drew in a deep breath. “I wanted to say that what we shared was amazing and, especially that last night...” She bit her lip. “I would really like you to give us a chance.”
“A chance to what?” he asked, his voice deadpan.
Oh, God, he wasn’t going to make this any easier.
“A chance to see if this might lead somewhere. To see if it’s worth pursuing a relationship.”
“A relationship?” He eased back in his chair. “So you see flowers and candlelight in our future? Soft words spoken in front of a fire? Holding hands as we watch movies together?”
The mention of watching a movie together reminded her of when he’d held her on his lap, her totally naked except for a bustier that was gaping open, exposing her breasts, and he and Evan stroking her to desperate distraction. The resulting sex with the two of them had been wild and intense.
Erik stood up and walked toward her, then leaned back against his desk.
“In case you didn’t get the idea, I’m not a romantic kind of guy. I like my sex rough and hard. And I like my women soft and submissive.”
She nodded. “I understand. I can do that.”
His eyes narrowed. “You really think so? Just because you had a fantasy about being abducted by two powerful man and having sex with them, you think you can handle what I want? Baby, what I enjoy is in a whole different league.”
She drew in a deep breath. During her fantasy role-playing, Erik had been hard and demanding. He had stayed in the role the whole time, while Evan had slipped out of it several times, ensuring she wasn’t frightened by Erik’s commanding presence.
But nothing Erik had done had frightened her. On the contrary, it had turned her on immensely.
Now, with his hard gaze and cool demeanor—and that intimidating statement—she wasn’t so sure of herself.
Buoying up her courage, she said, “I’d like a chance to try.”
“I’m not looking for a romantic entanglement.”
She didn’t let his words deter her. She wouldn’t expect him to agree to a romantic relationship right off the bat. Most men wouldn’t.
“It’ll just be sexual then.” She was sure if she could convince him to spend more time with her... if they could share more passionate encounters together... that he would come around.
“And what do you think I’ll want from you during this sexual alliance?”
She shook her head. “I don’t know exactly. I assume you’d like to take control. To command me to do things. Maybe to tie me up.”
“That sounds pretty mild.”
She drew in a deep breath. “Maybe punishment.”
He pushed away from the desk and moved in front of her chair, then leaned forward and coiled his hand in her hair, until it was tightly wound around his fingers against the back of her head. Then he pulled her to her feet.
Her body was pressed to his, her breathing erratic, as her gaze locked on his frigid blue eyes.
“There definitely would be punishment.” His cold, velvety voice sent shivers through her. “And I would make demands I doubt you’d be willing to obey.”
Her breath caught as he tugged back her head and his lips fell to her throat. Quivers danced down her spine at the feel of his warm mouth teasing her neck. Then he nipped her skin with his teeth, making her whimper.
He turned her around and, his hand still coiled tight in her hair, pressed her toward the door.
“Are you sending me away?” she asked in panic.
“No.”
“Then where are we going?”
He released her as he reached for the doorknob.
“You’d best learn to simply do as you’re told and not ask questions.” He opened the door. “I’m taking you to meet my partners.”
She felt flushed and a little disheveled as he guided her down the hall. He glanced in the door of the first office they passed, then continued to the next.
“There you are,” he said as he peered inside. He rested his hand on the small of her back and pressed her into the room.
Inside the office was Sean Connor and another man. Both smiled.
“This is Kalie,” Erik said as he closed the door behind him.
“Hello, Calie. I’m Gabe.” He offered his hand and she shook it.
“Hi again, Kalie,” Sean said with a warm smile.
“Kalie is a friend of Sylvia’s. She and I are discussing the possibility of her performing a similar role for us here on occasion.”
Sean’s eyebrows arched. “Really?” His warm smile broadened. “That would be...”—his gaze glided down her body—“...delightful.”
Gabe’s eyes also lit up. “We really enjoyed Sylvia’s time here.”
These two men seemed very excited at the prospect and she realized that Sylvia must have been with them along with Erik—Mr. King as Sylvia called him.
So he was suggesting... if they started their
sexual alliance
as he called it... that he would expect her to—
“Kalie?”
She realized she’d gotten lost in a fog, missing whatever they’d been saying.
Her gaze turned to Erik and she saw he was waiting for her at the door. She followed him back to his office.
“Tell me, Kalie,” he said as he sat behind his desk again, his hard gaze locked on her. “If I had told you to, would you have dropped to your knees and pulled out Gabe’s cock, then sucked it in front of all of us?”
Her gaze darted to him.
“Then once you’d finished him off, would you have leaned over Sean’s desk on command and let the three of us fuck you, one after the other, each hard cock pumping into you until it erupted inside?”