34. Alec

34

ALEC

The path back to Nora’s home put mud on our shoes. We went through the tunnel of oak trees, her tower in the distance.

“You’re the forbidden princess,” I chuckled as we approached it.

“I suppose.”

I noted the exhaustion in her expression and frowned, worried. “You should rest, belladonna.”

Her lips parted in surprise. “You’re not coming in?”

“No,” I said. “Especially knowing we are being watched so closely. I can argue that I was a perfect gentleman and walked you home while the light was waning.”

“I think we are far past pretending you are a gentleman,” she sighed.

She had a point. Who did we have to fool?

She withdrew her keys from her pocket and lingered a moment more. I fought the urge to push her against the wall and kiss her. I wanted to taste her, but I had another task before me that I needed to see before things went further.

“Good evening, Professor Woulfe,” I said softly.

She cast me one last curious glance and then disappeared within.

She didn’t lock the door.

I stood there for a moment, the temptation too great.

I closed my eyes, deciding between sex and murder.

Sex won.

I reached for the doorknob and turned it slowly, pushing inside quietly. Nora turned around at the bottom step of her staircase, her eyes widening.

The silence between us was filled with too much. I’d never been one for many words but as I shut the door and locked it, I searched for what to say.

“Did you think I could let you go after this morning?” I whispered.

“I hoped that you wouldn’t.”

“Get on your fucking knees and crawl to me,” I said.

Her expression was full of triumph. I’d enjoy turning that into the face of someone begging to take my cock.

She sank to the wooden floor. My cock hardened at the sight of her on her knees for me. She slid her hand out as she moved, swaying her hips as crawled across the threshold to me.

“You’re enjoying this too much,” I said. I leaned down as she stopped in front of me and grabbed a fistful of her hair. She gasped as I yanked, forcing her head back. “If you ever chain me up again, I won’t allow you to see the light of day for weeks.”

“That might be far more attractive of an offer than you think.”

I fought a smile and pulled her hair harder until tears sprang into her pretty brown eyes. “Are you trying to make me lose my mind, Dr. Woulfe?”

“Maybe,” she rasped. “Maybe I want to see you lose control. Maybe I want you to punish me. ”

I let out a low growl, my cock throbbing. I rose up, but still kept hold of her hair, pulling her to the small parlour where there was a chair. She whimpered as I used her hair as a leash. I sat down and pulled her up to just her knees.

“You’re going to do everything I tell you to,” I said. “And if you want this to stop, truly stop, then say ‘ red ’. Understood?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Say thank you,” I corrected.

“ Thank you. ”

I loved it when she fought me. But it also turned out I loved it when she obeyed too. Knowing how smart and independent she was, and yet she trusted me to make her beg me—that was just as arousing and something new to me.

“Suck my cock, belladonna,” I said.

She licked her lips as a tear slid down her cheek. I wiped it away as she moved her palms up my thighs, reaching for my belt. She paused as she felt my erection.

“You’re so hard already.”

“Of course I am,” I said. “You’re on your knees for me.”

Her lashes were long, her eyes flickering up to mine as she lowered her mouth to my cock. She licked the fabric, the teasing sensation driving me wild. Her nimble fingers undid my belt, unbuttoned my pants, and pulled my erection free.

She wrapped her hand around the base of my cock. I dragged her lips to the head and moaned as she swiped the tip with her tongue, teasing me.

My blood burned with need. I wished to be fucking her throat, but having her draw it out longer brought me pleasure too.

I tried not to think about anything else but her. And it wasn’t hard to get lost as she started to suck, her eyes closing as she savoured my cock. I groaned, thrusting up slightly, giving her more.

She dragged her nails down my thighs as I brought her down hard, hitting the back of her throat. Both of us groaned from the mix of pain and pleasure.

Nora. I rocked my hips as she choked around me. My pants were tugged down further and I released her, allowing her to breathe. She ran her tongue along the underside of my cock, her eyelashes wet from tears.

I groaned as she continued to tease me. She’d enchanted me. I couldn’t escape her. I would never be able to let her go.

I pushed her back and grabbed onto her blouse, ripping it open.

“Fuck,” she gasped. “I’m running out of clothes!”

“I don’t care,” I growled as I pulled the rest of her clothing free.

Her nipples were hard and dark, a mark shining at the base of her neck. I slid to the edge of the chair and pulled her over my knees, baring her ass.

I cupped one cheek as she struggled against me.

“Alec?” she asked.

I struck her ass hard and she cried out, her muscles tensing. My hand mark blossomed over her skin, a blotchy red. I struck her again, this time the other cheek.

Her yelp was followed by a deep moan. I continued, working both ass cheeks, the sound of each strike echoing through the tower. She draped over me, her squeals and moans blending together in a song that was unique to Nora.

I brushed two fingers over her cunt, feeling how wet she was. “You’re dripping,” I whispered, pushing one inside of her.

She whimpered, jerking on top of me. She continued to writhe as I pushed a second inside of her, moving them in tandem as I clasped her in place with my other arm.

I spanked her until her skin turned dark purple, reminding me of crushed berries. She let out a soft sob, taking every spanking well despite the pain of it.

My cock continued to pulse, precum dripping from the tip. I growled and leaned down, sinking my teeth into her ass. She screamed as I bit her hard enough to draw blood, something coming over me that was hungry for more.

I pushed her to the floor as I sank down next to her, pulling the rest of my clothing off quickly. She turned over and attempted to crawl away, red dripping from the bite mark.

“Where do you think you’re going?” I rasped.

I caught her ankle and she yelled as I dragged her back, pinning her beneath me. She went still as I kissed her throat, grinding my cock against her thigh. She reached between us, stroking me as she wet her lips.

“Fuck me,” she begged. “Fuck me. Please. Please, please.”

“Not yet,” I grunted, pulling my cock from her grip. I leaned back on my haunches, looking at her spread out before me. “What does your mind say about your instincts here?” I asked.

Her eyes lit up with interest. “My instincts say to spread my legs for you and let you breed me.”

My breath shuddered, my cock desperate to be inside her now. I turned her over onto her stomach, spreading her ass cheeks.

“Oh,” she moaned.

I wished that I had vines. Once again, that thought came unbidden, my imagination flaring with thoughts of invading every available hole. I growled as I put her on all fours, lining my cock up with her entrance. I shoved into her roughly, grabbing hold of her hair as I started to fuck her.

She pushed her ass back to meet each thrust. I couldn’t take my eyes from her as I drove into her, every feral instinct pushing me harder, rougher.

“Maybe I—should—chain you—up more often,” she rasped between each pump.

I chuckled and pulled her hair taut. “I think you should consider how far I might go.”

She let out a soft laugh, and then gasped as I rammed into her. I draped over her, reaching between her thighs to circle her clit. I slid my fingers over the little nub, enjoying the way she bucked against me, tensing as I drove her towards her first orgasm. I needed to feel her come on my cock.

She clenched around me, a throaty cry tearing from her as she arched, coming for me. I continued to rub her clit, elongating her orgasm until she collapsed against the floor, a ragged mess.

I pulled my cock free and turned her over beneath me. I moved up her body, straddling her chest. Her eyes widened as I grabbed her jaw, forcing my cock coated in her cum between her pretty lips. I thrust hard, grunting as I fucked her mouth with the same ferocity I’d just taken her cunt.

She scratched me, screaming around me. Blood swelled as the biting pain drove me further to the edge. Every fibre burned within me. I closed my eyes as she sucked, her hand sliding up to my nipples.

Shock rolled through me as she teased me. I’d never realised how sensitive I was there until now.

“Oh fuck,” I rasped, throwing my head back as I fucked her throat harder.

A torrent of pleasure overwhelmed me and I came, gasping as I leaned over her, planting my hand against the floor as I filled her mouth. She swallowed quickly, her curls splayed around her.

I lingered for a moment, catching my breath. I pulled from her lips gently and rolled to the side of her, spreading out over the floor.

Her hand slid into mine. I closed my eyes as I caught my breath, gripping her hand back as we laid there.

She curled against me, laying her head in the crook of my shoulder. I opened my eyes, peering down at her curiously.

With Nora, the intimacy felt so natural. Holding her this way…

I could stay like this forever.

That realisation unsettled me.

“Don’t do anything rash,” she whispered. “It’ll put you at risk.”

I pressed my lips into a thin line. “Don’t worry about that right now.”

But I could feel her anxiety, even as she relaxed into me. I kissed the top of her head and pulled her closer.

“Stay the night,” she whispered.

I let out a hum. I’d planned for an entirely different night, but…

“Please?”

“Yes,” I said. “I’ll stay.”

“When was the last time you slept in a bed?” she teased, looking up at me.

I snorted. “I’m unsure. My office at the greenhouse is perfectly comfortable.”

She pressed her smiling lips against my chest, settling against me again. “What if we left for London?”

“Why would we do that?” I asked. “Leave the university?”

“Yes,” she said. “We both hate teaching.”

“You hate teaching?” I asked, surprised.

“I like three of my students and that’s it. Everything else has been monotonous. None of them retain the information. I could buy you a conservatory.”

I ran my fingers through her hair. “You do not need to buy my heart, Nora,” I murmured. “I can always grow new plants with the right seeds.”

“It’s just a thought,” she sighed.

It wasn’t just a thought. It was a dream. One that I wished might come true.

How twisted had I become? She had me twined around her finger.

“Let us take a hot bath and enjoy our night,” she said. “We don’t need to think of anything else.”