Free Marked (The Recruits: Book One) by Emma Hillman Page B

him. He’s got a dominant personality, and you fit him. You simply do. Why can’t you accept I did you a favor?”
    She was so shocked by his outrageous declaration she didn’t hear the bedroom door open. “I can’t believe you said that. Who are you?”
    Chris frowned. “I’m the Recruiter. Haven’t we already talked about this?”
    She shook her head. “Please go.”
    He made a move towards her, as if he wanted to grab her hand, but she never gave him the opportunity. She fell down the side of the bed, righting herself at the last second. She stumbled back, her eyes on him, and when she saw him follow her, she shrieked and turned around. And ran face first into an impressive wall, uh, chest?
     
    “Shhh,” Jake murmured, his hands clasping her shoulders. He held her in place, stuck against his hard body, as if she wasn’t trying to pull away from him. As if her movements were futile, and she weighed next to nothing. “Calm down, baby. Chris doesn’t want to hurt you. He just thought you two needed to discuss what had happened. He’s our Recruiter, pet. It’s not like you’ll be able to ignore him for the rest of your life.”
    “I can if I want to.” She sounded like a petulant child, but right now she couldn’t care less. “Let me go!” She looked up at Jake’s granite face but he shook his head no. “Why not?”
    “Because you’re not being reasonable.”
    Her face reddened as anger coursed through her body. “I’m not being reasonable? I’m not being reasonable?” she repeated, her voice getting louder at every word. “Are you freaking kidding me? You trapped me! Did I ever ask for this? Did I?”
    “Faye,” Chris called out from behind her, but she barely heard him, let alone cared.
    “I’m going to leave. Today. Now. I’ll go back to my− his −house, I’ll grab all my stuff and I’ll leave. And I’ll never come back!”
    Jake’s eyes had darkened so much they were nearly black. “Don’t push me.”
    “I don’t care who you think you are. I am not staying here!”
     
    Moments later, after Jake had ordered Chris to leave the room, he grabbed her hands and holding her captive, forced her into the corridor. He didn’t say anything else, simply pulled her after him as he strode to the play room. Once there, and the door locked behind them, he kept on ignoring her struggles, her gradually more inventive curses, or her ineffective kicks. He tied her wrists together behind her back, before cuffing them to the chair. Her legs followed soon after, then a gag to stop her swearing.
    It was only when he had her where he wanted her, tied, unable to move or talk back, that he stopped and took a deep breath. He stared at her wild eyes and shook his head. “I’m sorry, pet, but I think we need to reestablish this relationship of ours.”
    She watched him walk to the TV then fiddle with something. The screen lit up, then there was a whirring sound she remembered well. But what appeared next wasn’t the movie she’d expected. Far from it actually…

 
    Chapter Fourteen: This Is Us
     
    “Watch it. All of it. I’ll be back soon,” he’d told her as he’d angled the chair towards the TV.
    She was naked. Handcuffed. Gagged. She was watching herself have sex! He’d filmed them without her consent. There had to be a fixed camera somewhere in the room, she thought as she looked around, trying to spot a hole in the wall. She couldn’t see anything and she gave up, her attention going back to the movie playing. Jake on his knees, his head between her legs as he licked her to a screaming climax. Her head thrown back, her eyes closed in pleasure. She watched herself grab his cock and begin to play with him. She stared, amazed, at the look on his face when she sucked on his ball. He looked…transfixed. Intent. He was magnificent , she realized with a sharp bang.
    The film kept on playing, speeding past the hour she’d spent getting herself ready for his return from the sex shop. She