Tyrant King

Chapter Twelve

I could feel the warmth of the bed under me. Through my eye lids, I could see the light coming in from the terrace. For the first time since I arrived, I felt content. I had stood up for myself twice last night, once with Rae and again with Gabriel. A small smile grew on my face.

I went to roll over when I felt it. My hands were tied securely to the bed above my head. Each of my legs were tied apart. I started to panic before I heard a shift in the room, causing me to still. “Gabriel?” I choked out. “What is this? Untie me.”

“Tsk, tsk, wife… I thought you might’ve learned your lesson after our ride home last night, but it seems like I still need to do a little more teaching.”

“Let me go, Gabriel. Let me go or…”

“Or what?” he chuckled. “There’s nothing you can do with your body tied like that.”

I felt him come closer to me. I turned my head slightly to meet his eyes. I could see the anger seething inside them, waiting to be let out. My heart rate increased, scared of what he was going to do to me now.

He reached out over the bed slowly, supporting his body weight by one knee and his other hand. He gently grabbed my neck, giving it a light squeeze before taking the top of the thin blanket covering me and ripping it off.

My clothes were gone! How dare he take them off through the night. I was just about to reprimand him when his cold eyes turned to me. “Not a word. Nod if you understand.” I narrowed my eyes at him, opening my mouth to speak. “I said, not a word, wife. You won’t like what I will do next if I hear your voice.”

My eyes turned to saucers and I gulped. “I don’t like when I am disobeyed, Nora. In fact, if any of my men disrespected me the way you did last night, they’d be buried 6 feet under.” He was slowly walking around the bed until he came to stop between my feet. “And since I don’t want to see you dead, another form of punishment is going to have to do.”

“What?” I whispered.

His gaze snapped to mine. “Do I need to tell you again not to speak?” I shook my head no. “Good.”

He walked out of my sight, causing slight panic in me once again. I couldn’t see where he went, but I could hear him pulling something out of a drawer. A few seconds later, he was back at the end of the bed, caressing my legs.

“So beautiful you are, all exposed to me like this. I’ve spent many a night visualizing you naked and under me.” I whimpered, trying to rub my legs together. “Now I get to have you any time I want.”

He looked up at me as he kneeled on the bed. Slowly he crawled up my body until his face was mere inches over mine. I heard a click from where his hand was before I heard and felt something vibrating. He leaned down, kissing my neck. I tried to move my chin to stop him but his other hand pushed and held my face away as he continued his assault on my neck. Part of me was horrified and worried he was going to leave marks, while another part of me was intrigued and fascinated by the feelings he was stirring between my legs and my lower abdomen.

His head lowered, sucking and licking down my chest, until his mouth circled around the hard bud on my left breast. I gasped and his hand slid from my cheek, around my throat to squeeze. When he was finished with the left side, he moved to the right. He did the same thing, sucking and nibbling until I was mewling and shifting under him.

Once he was satisfied, his head went even lower. My entire body stiffened and started shaking. What was he doing? No one’s ever done that before. “Stop,” I whispered. But of course, he didn’t.

He continued licking and sucking down my stomach, to the top of my mound. He moved to my hip, biting and then sucking, lower down to my inner thighs. I was laying there with my eyes squeezed closed, my body tense, and praying he would stop what he was doing. I feared the mixed feelings I was having.

I let out a shriek as I felt the vibrating between my legs. The rush was incredible. I didn’t know what he was doing so I opened my eyes to look at him. He was already watching my face, his gaze filled with hunger. He wrapped something around both of my legs while keeping the vibrator still between me. I was surprised when he climbed off the bed and it was still there.

“I’ll be right back, wife. Have fun.”

And just like that he turned and left the room. I felt tears in my eyes as my stomach tightened and the first o****m crashed through me. I let out a scream, my entire body was trembling but the vibrating didn’t stop. I was coming down from the high when another one started up again. One after another, my orgasms came. I kept screaming and moaning, calling out for Gabriel to stop this. He never came.

It felt like hours before I saw him again. He walked in casually like I wasn’t laying here, tears streaming down my face as another o****m involuntarily ripped out of me. He walked over and clicked the vibrator off. The room went silent, but my ears were still ringing with the sound.

Slowly he undid the ties from around my legs and removed the vibrator. “What a mess you made, wife.” I could hear the humor in his voice.

I didn’t say anything, just continued laying there. He walked into the bathroom and came out with a warm, wet cloth. Gently he wiped between my legs. He told me to put my hips up as he slid another towel under me, relieving me of the wetness I felt pooled there.

“Have you learned your lesson?” I nodded vigorously. “Your words, wife.”

“Yes,” I cried, not meaning for my voice to sound so broken. I clearly my throat. “Yes.” I said again.

“Very well.” he said before he turned and walked out of the room. I heard the door lock click.

That son of a…

My thoughts were halted when the door pushed open. Susan walked in and made her way over to me without looking at my naked body. When she was close enough, she threw the blanket over my body before untying each of my feet. She then came to untie my hands, before looking down at my face. With a small smile, she touched my cheek, and continued out of the room.

I stretched out my limbs, embarrassed he had sent Susan in to untie me instead of doing it himself, and angry for the same reason. If he was going to torture me, the least he could do was let me off the hook.

I huffed, I needed to shower now and get cleaned up. My feet touched the ground and I stumbled, wobbly from the number of orgasms I just had. I made it to the bathroom, deciding on taking a bath and soaking for a while. Once the tub was filled, I added a few drops of rose scented bath soap and climbed in. Leaning my head against the back of the tub, I closed my eyes and let my thoughts wander.

In the last several days, I have yet to hear anything of my father and what Gabriel was doing to get him back. I was starting to think he wasn’t doing anything now that he got what he wanted from me. But I also noticed Mark coming and going as he pleased. Some days I’d find him walking out of Gabriel’s office knowing he wasn’t here, and others he was outside in the garden walking around.

I lazily started rubbing my body under the water. I didn’t want to think about my dad or Mark, I wanted to understand the man I was forced to marry and why he made me do it after all this time away. Unfortunately for me, I could feel myself getting turned on again.

With my eyes still closed, I lightly grazed over my chest, feeling my n*****s perk up under the warm water. I moved one hand down my stomach and over my leg before slowly letting my knees rest against the sides.

I used my fingers to slide between my legs. I could still feel my wetness from earlier, letting out a soft moan when I touched my oversensitive nub. My heartrate increased as I started circling my thumb, my other hand grabbing the side of the tub. My moans got deeper and I felt my stomach starting to tighten. I knew I was getting close.

“Don’t stop, wife.”

I gasped and jumped, sitting up and wrapping my arms around myself. I turned toward him, narrowing my eyes. “What are you doing in here? Get out.”

“I just came to see what was taking you so long. I wasn’t expecting to get a show before dinner.”

I narrowed my eyes more. “How long were you standing there?”

His smile was dangerous. “Long enough.” He pointed down to his pants and I could see the outline of his member. My eyes widened and I turned my back to him, I could feel my face heating up.

“Don’t be shy now, wife.” He said, slowly moving closer to me. He bent down next to my ear, making me shiver. “I enjoyed every second of your pleasure. I thought for sure you would have had enough from before.” He whispered.

I closed my eyes. “Please get out,” I whispered back.

He stood up and laughed. “Dinner is ready, be quick.” And he turned and walked away.