Whisper in the Dark

Chapter 7

Adult Content 18+

The room was very dimly lighted with candles standing on various stands around the room. It sounds romantic but this situation is not in the least. Ronan pulls on the restraints above his head. He knows his attempts will be futile, but he still needs to try. He hasn't been in this type of situation regularly and can literally count each incident, but it is still unnerving and he does not like to not be in control.

He pulls again at the restraints then sighs. She used magic to restrain him. Pity, it means that even if he does manage to escape, the spell that she probably used will follow him and kill him unless he can get to her in time to revoke it.

The door of her bedroom opened abruptly and shut with a bang.

"Tssk, tssk, tssk . . ." She walked to the bed in such a way he couldn't see her. He tried to lift his head but she had tied his neck to the post as well, making his movement extremely limited. She knows from past experiences that Ronan can be very resourceful and he would rather die than be tied up. He was not going to die on her watch. She was going to make him pay and take every little annoyance she had built up towards him for the past 50 years out on him. It had been 50 years since the last time she did this to him. Her husband was still alive back then and it was nothing s****l then, only torture.

"Why do you struggle, my love? Is it not tight enough for you?" She holds her hand out and pulls her empty hand in the air towards her, pulling the restraints magically tighter on his hands above his head. He grunts at the feeling.

"Let us play a little game . . ."

"I do not play these types of games with you." Ronan spat at her. She could do what she wanted to but she will never break him. He can be as stubborn as she is.

"Oh, but it is OK for you to do it to me. You can be glad I enjoy it enough to succumb to your s****l pleasures. Now, let us play a little game. Don't worry, I won't draw blood. I wouldn't want any scars on that perfectly sculpted body of yours, that would be no fun at all. I like this body." She walks to his side and gently places her hand on his chest. His breathing is rapid.

Ronan hates this kind of torture of hers. He is forced to respond the way she would like him to respond and if he does not, he is punished. What man can get it up at a woman's command?

"There, there, my love." She places her hand on the side of his face and goes to sit next to him leaning with her body on his chest.

"Vaneska, do not do this!" Ronan fought the urge to say more. Aggravating her would only make things worse.

It is only when she is out for blood that she uses her magic. The Royals do not have magic due to their abilities, but Vaneska is different. She kept it a secret and the only ones who knows are Ronan and the ones she has sent to the grave.

She gets up and circles him where he is lying on her bed. This is going to be fun for her. Too long has she left Ronan unchecked, because he has been so loyal to her. He needs to understand who is the one who is in control. She slowly makes her way to the other side of the bed and bends down to whisper in his ear.

"Get hard for me Ronan, make your queen happy, you have been such a misbehaving boy," she whispered in his ear. She smirks as she says these words to him, knowing that he hates being belittled like that.

"Vaneska . . . I . . . AM . . . NOT . . . YOUR . . . TOY!" Ronan says through gritted teeth.

"Oh but you are." She lifts her hand and sent electricity through his body, making him arch his back in agony.

Ronan falls back into bed as the electricity left him and breathes heavily. Before he can comprehend, she sends another wave of electricity through him, then starts to choke him with her magic from afar.

"I am bored by this." With these words she drops his restraints and he comes barging for her. He grabs her and throws her across the room, but she does not land against the wall but starts to float.

"Tssk, tssk, tssk. What did you think that would accomplish?"

Ronan runs for her again but this time he grabs her to him and slams her into the wall with his body. She looks at him amused while he starts to choke her with his hands. With one movement of her hand she sends him flying over the room into the opposite wall. He crashes down on a dresser and breaks it into pieces with his weight. Vaneska walks to Ronan as he is busy getting up and sends another wave of electricity through his body.

"Remember that I made you and I can unmake you just as easily. I will absorb your power as if you were nothing."

She releases him and he sinks into the floor. Ronan composes himself quickly and gets to his feet. He stands in front of her and looks her straight in the eye, glaring at her.

"If I fall, so do you."

Those words make Vaneska lose her calm and send Ronan flying as she screams. He gets up and she immediately starts to attack him again, throwing punches left, right and center. She will not be threatened by anyone. He grabs her and shoves her against the wall.

"This is how I like you."

She glares at him as he tightens the hold around her neck and she kicks him in the balls, but he does not even cringe. Vaneska sends another wave of electricity through him before jumping on him, causing him to lose his footing. She drives punches into his face relentlessly before he grabs her and she jolts him again with electricity, but he holds on.

Ronan knows he will lose this battle, but one thing is for certain, she would never intentionally kill him. He grabs onto her hands as the punches keep on coming and shoves her against the wall before kissing her passionately and vigorously. Ronan grabs one of her breasts and she gapes at his roughness, giving him access to her mouth. He sucks at her bottom lip and bites down hard on it as she moans into his mouth.

Vaneska quickly gains her composure about what Ronan is busy doing and sends him flying backwards. She rips his clothes off with magic with one movement of her hand. This does not phase Ronan in the least bit, as his lust and desire for her has completely consumed him. His member stands tall, almost touching his stomach with how hard he has become for her.

She looks down at his member and back up at his eyes while taking menacing strides towards him. Ronan braces himself for this woman coming with full force at him. She takes a step and leaps into the air into Ronan's arms, towering over him while she violently starts to kiss him. Ronan grabs her butt cheeks and squeezes them hard before pushing her into his chest.

He walks with her to the bed and throws her with all his might on the bed, causing the bed to break away from the posts onto the floor. He realizes she is still wearing clothes and bends down on his knees over her to rip her clothing off her with force. The carnal nature in him came forth. He does not give her any chance to get up and quickly forces her legs open and settles between her legs. He fumbles around until he has himself lined up with her entrance and with quick force he plunges into her with rapid successions.

She grabs hold of his chin and pulls him closer to her to bite down on his neck. Ronan grunts before smacking her hard on the side of her leg. Vaneska uses her body weight to throw him over before placing herself on top of him. She starts to ride him and grabs hold of his wrists as he tries to grab onto her hips. She twists his wrists until he makes a grunting sound of the pain. Ronan gets up under her and lets her fall off him. He stands and grabs her by the hair pulling her onto her feet, quickly turning her around and bending her over with her hands behind her back.

He is near his release and so is she. He thrusts relentlessly into her, making sure he can cause her as much pain as possible for how she treated him. He is no one's boy. She screams as she finds her release and he finally feels he got the go ahead to release. One big thrust and he releases his seed in her before pushing her down onto the broken bed and laying on top of her. He lays inside of her for a while to empty inside of her before he rolls off her. Both of them are panting and sweaty, the anger has dissipated a bit between them.

Both lay there for a bit staring at the ceiling thinking of their next words. This will never be love for Vaneska. Her heart is missing and that is how she would like to keep it. The excitement with Ronan and the fierceness of his s****l appetite is what makes her come back. She isn't the type to sleep around and finds very little interest in any man for that matter. She knows about the rumors that have been going around about her sexuality and she could not be bothered in the least bit. 'Let people talk,' she thinks, 'at least it will keep them busy and out of her way.'

Vaneska gets up and scoots to the edge of the bed before getting up and looking back at Ronan. She knows she can go again for another round but she has more important things to do. The bruises she left him with had already begun to heal.

"Go fix your mess. See yourself out." She walks naked to her en-suite bathroom and shuts the door.

Ronan falls back onto the bed and sighs, this woman can be so infuriating. He wishes he could strangle her.