Mistress A-0002

I t had never been about love. Sex, yes. Gain, absolutely. Power… bingo . But never love.

Did I love my creation?

…

Did flowers love rain? Did Gods love a sacrifice?

Love was easy. Anyone could love. And more than once. Love was circumstance. Love was willing to surrender. Sometimes not even that. It just happened. Did I love Elec? Of course. Could I destroy him if it benefited me? Of course. But I didn’t want to. Like with any invention there were bound to be kinks. The two of us fought, we argued. It was cause and effect. It was normal given what I’d done to him. The best part was making up. Without question, Elec knew how to do that.

“Keep looking into me. Feel me. See me, Main Master Elec . Who am I?”

He laid me on the bed, pausing just above. There was always a pause. Never full submission. I’d come to expect the delay between orders or questions. Maybe it was robotic, but I’d gotten used to it over the years, and sometimes he was more persuadable than others. Not tonight. Even intoxicated, his walls were high. Not too high for me.

I tisked, moving to click my tongue in that old familiar rhythm, watching as his lids dropped even more.

“You never loved me. You can’t even say my name. I waited hours for you to pick me up before I left. You never came.”

Elec blinked, barely able to reopen his eyes. The memory was the first I’d pulled from him. He’d been so young back then. So…lost. I hadn’t chosen him at that point. It was merely a favor to get answers about my lover’s rebellious niece, but even back then Elec hadn’t been easy to control. But I had managed, and the memory was the only anchor I needed to lock him in this state and in my control.

“Think,” I whispered. “Don’t try to block it out. I waited for you. It was cold and dark. I walked for miles in the rain, carrying a heavy bag. Weren’t you at all worried I might get sick? Didn’t you fear about the stress and strain on the baby?”

A deep groan sounded from Elec as one of his hands lowered just to the side of my face. The other settled at my far hip. The pained expression had my hand lifting to cup his cheek.

“ There you are . This is what you’ve been waiting for. Marian told me your father forced you to go to one of those secret meetings.”

“Vivia, I was going to leave and come get you. I swear?—”

“Shh.” I pressed my finger to his lips, making a succession of more sounds, watching his eyes roll as I took him another step deeper. I waited for him to reopen them and his mind to adjust before I continued. “Facts are facts. I lost the baby that night. I would have run away, with or without you. I don’t even love you, but you know that too.”

“You do love me.”

“I told you I wasn’t going to marry you. Why do you think I keep running away? It wasn’t so we could be together.” I bit my lip, knowing just what to say to gain even more control. To get him so worked up, all he knew was the primal need to set her… me …straight.

“You will marry me. You will. I’ll make this right. You’ll forgive me. Vivia, let me fix this.”

“You can’t fix a dead baby, Elec. You can’t force love. You didn’t come. You abandoned me.”

“I didn’t. I came the first moment I could. It was morning. No one was home.”

“That’s because I was in the hospital, miscarrying your child. You did that . The arguments. The stress. Not keeping your word to get me.”

“I…tried to leave. I?—”

“ Don’t love me . You don’t, Elec. You never did.”

“I do love you.”

The growl had my pulse jumping, but me reaching to grab his jacket. No matter how many times I said it, I could never erase the emotion from Elec, and I hated that, but I’d accepted that truth a long time ago.

“Fine. You love me. I still don’t want you. You know who I want.”

The hand next to my head snapped to my face, latching to my jaw as he squeezed and bared his teeth.

“And I’ll kill you both. You don’t think I will?”

“You will,” I moaned. “I know you will.”

“I hate him. He ruins everything. He won’t ruin this.”

“How do you know?”

Anger. Guilt. Elec’s insecurities were his own worst nightmare. I knew every one he held, and his jealousy helped me build my creation. Every fear was my hammer. I knocked holes in every memory he held. He didn’t know which were real or which ones I implanted. Maybe I didn’t quite remember either. That didn’t matter. We had our own story, our own life together, and here we got to thrive in it.

“Because I know my cousin. Women are not on his radar. Bram doesn’t even know you exist.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Positive. No one gets around you without me knowing. I see every look. Every glance. I see everything .”

“And what do you see right now? Where are we?”

Elec’s lids fluttered as he slowly glanced around. What I was doing was risky. Foolish, in truth. I didn’t care. I waited, watching the strongest man I’d ever met look around at a dream. At a memory I had forced myself into and tainted.

“We’re in your room.” He swallowed hard. “You shouldn’t be here. Your dad has already threatened to send you away. We should go to our secret place. It can buy us some time until I can convince your father I’m the right one for you.”

“He hates you. He’d never approve.”

“Then I won’t give him a choice.”

“You know it doesn’t work like that. Not with my father. You’d never see me again if you tried to keep me. Married or not, I’d eventually be taken from you. Maybe even killed from the shame I keep causing to my family. I’m expendable. You’re not, Elec Wexler. You’re meant for great things. Dark things. Death things. That’s a stain my family can’t afford. They’re already under the microscope. They don’t want that life for me. For them. Look at me.”

Deep breaths left him as his face came down and his eyes met mine. The fear in his depths were testimony of the trauma he still held inside. A part of him knew where this story ended, but the truth didn’t exist in this reality. That didn’t mean his brain on some level didn’t know.

“Let’s not think about my parents or what will happen. They’re gone, and all we have is this moment right here. Kiss me. Give me a goodbye I can remember.”

“I’m not leaving without you. I’ll keep you safe. I’ll keep you hidden forever if I have to. Leave with me. No one will ever know.”

“ No .” I clicked my tongue through the aggravation, and my lips twisted as he applied pressure to my hip. He gave a squeeze before letting out a deep breath. “Kiss me, or I’ll find someone who will.”

Rage narrowed his eyes despite the heaviness. I wasn’t just bending his mind with my tricks, I was getting him into a state where I could slip him into different fictional timelines to obtain the results I needed. Ones, I’d spent years creating, down to the littlest details. A sound, here. A click, there. Trigger words. Moans. Expressions. Layers upon layers of manipulated successes and failures. Every want and desire were implanted, and Elec’s mind was my playground. So was his body, and tonight, it belonged to me .

“Elec, touch me. Don’t make me wait anymore. I’ve been waiting so long. So have you. Don’t you feel it? You miss me. You want me. You told me I was the only one you’d ever want. Don’t you remember? I’m right here. What are you waiting for?”

Hesitation. More than usual. He blinked through my double snap, scanning my face in a blank confusion. For the smallest moment, I forgot to breathe. That only had my adrenaline soaring, egging me on even more. The thrill was delicious. Dangerous.

“I knew I was right. You don’t want me. Fine. Let me up.” I added resistance against his chest, slow, but building so not to catch him by surprise. “Move, Elec. I want you to leave. My family is right about you. I can do so much better. I never want to see you again.”

The threat was too much. Silk tore along the lining of my modest collar. Elec was on me so fast, I could barely catch my breath. Vivia was always good at riling him up. She was hot- headed, always looking to debate, even if it was mainly about her beliefs. She was an embarrassment to her corrupt family. To us all. But her voice was what drew Elec in like a magnet. He loved her fight. The challenge kept him on his toes, but with it came their arguments. They would have never lasted. It was best that I put an end to it. After all…no one had more fight than me. And I could give this need to Elec, better than she could have.

“You never want to see me again?” More silk tore as he jerked up my dress. “Maybe I kill your father first, and I don’t give you a choice. Maybe I’ll keep you locked away from the world because it’s what I want .” Pressure returned to my jaw, squeezing as his lips hungrily met mine. I spread my thighs wide, moaning into his mouth as his weight settled on top of me.

“You always threaten, but you never prove anything. I think you’re all talk.”

But he didn’t argue back. He didn’t make a sound. He went to reach for my panties, breaking his silence with a moan when he didn’t find them. Elec immediately tugged at his belt, putting bruising force behind the kiss as his impatience reached feverish heights. It wasn’t enough.

“Yes. Yes. Look at me. Look at me.” Blue eyes locked on mine as I narrowed them, enticingly. “ You know what I want .”

Full lips parted at the triggers, and Elec froze, blinking through the shift. Pressure pushed against my opening, and his tip stretched me, but he didn’t continue like I expected. Again, my heart nearly stopped, exploding in a quick rhythm. I snapped twice, clicking my tongue.

“You know what I want. Do it, Main Master, Elec .”

The pause had me bracing for what I knew was coming. He dove down, surging his thick length into me as his tongue pushed in my mouth. I arched, welcoming him to depths I couldn’t get enough of. The thrusts were hard. Savage, where they were usually just rough. I screamed through the surprise, digging my nails through his shirt and into his chest as I squeezed.

“Is this what you want?”

“Elec, wait.”

“You wanted this. You fucking wanted this .”

“Elec.”

I could barely breathe through the pounding thrusts. My gaze jerked up to glaring, empty eyes. Caution buzzed like static in my brain as I was torn between pleasure, pain, and a deep-seeded warning that I couldn’t ignore. Something was changing. Something was different. Where I should have worried, I wasn’t. I was more intrigued with my experiment. Elec was still under my spell, but his aggression was leaking into my world, and I couldn’t have that. Not to this extent. I liked it rough, but not if it wasn’t going to be pleasurable.

I tapped against his chest in a subtle rhythm. “Let’s try something new. I want you to go slow. Torturously slow. Grind against me. Give me every inch of your cock. Fill me up so deep I’ll be able to feel you inside me for days.” I gave it a few seconds, seeing the tightness of his muscles relax. “Good. That’s right. Fuck me slow. Kiss me. Tell me it’s just you and me.”

“Slow.”

Although he obeyed with steady thrusts, the words came out just as foreign as the act the two of us were committing. We didn’t do…romantic. We did needy. Passionate. Fast fucking, as if we couldn’t get enough of each other. That’s what I liked. What I felt for him. The sex was good. Really fucking good. Tonight was different, and I wasn’t sure what I thought about that as I kept eye contact, seeing his large body move on top of me in my peripheral.

“Do you like this, Main Master Elec ?” My hand pushed into the opening of his shirt where the buttons were missing. Heat poured into my palm, and a sheen of sweat was beginning to surface on his skin. “Answer.”

The delay at my trigger had him moaning and fighting to keep my stare.

“I…I—Vivia?”

“It’s just you and me. We’re safe. No one will find us. Answer me, Elec. Do you like this?”

“I don’t want to stop. I don’t— Fuck .” More of Elec’s weight dropped onto me, and his length pushed even deeper as his lips massaged into mine. “I’m never letting you leave. We’re never separating again.”

“But we will. We can’t be together. Let’s not think about that.” I kissed him back, hungrily. I couldn’t feed his weakness of her. I couldn’t let him think he and Vivia would ever be okay. A Main Master had to be heartless. Strong. A leader with no collateral, not even a hope or dream aside from ruling.

“Vivia, stay with me.”

“No.” My hips arched, urging him to continue. To go faster. And he caught my urgency, finding his own as he built me up even more. But where I moaned and lost myself in the pleasure, he continued to call out for a woman that would never be again. A woman that was long gone. A woman…who never saw any of it coming.

“Viv. Viv .”

Fingers pushed into my matted, stiff hair, sending pain tearing into my scalp. I winced, feeding from the stinging like it was dessert. Elec’s mouth traveled across my jawline, latching to my upper neck with a suction that had me rocking against his rhythm. At the pull to my hair, I felt my legs shaking with need.

“Just like that. God, Elec. Keep going. I’m almost there. Almost .”

“Come on my cock while I come in you. We’ll start over. We can do this and be a family. You and me. We’ll?—"

“Wait.” I tried adjusting my head to meet his eyes, but the hold was too tight. The thrusts were getting faster, harder as he swelled inside of me. “Elec, you know better than that. You come in my mouth after I come. I come first .” But he wasn’t slowing. He was getting rough again. Rougher than I liked as he began using my hair as leverage. “Elec,” I wiggled, trying to push against his chest, but he was too far down. “ Main Master Elec, lift and look at me.”

“We’re staying together. We’re coming together. Come, Vivia.”

I clicked my tongue three times, trying not to thrash enough to break the spell, but it was too late. A cry left me, and my spasms were immediate. I knew what was happening, and although there was nothing I could do to stop him from his own release, I couldn’t deny the twisting thrill. A scandal? It was tempting.