Free Captive-Sated (Dark Romance Series) by Suzanne Steele Page A

have.”
    “I can assure you that I have never been faced with that dilemma.”
    I finished off the tea and set the cup on the nightstand. “You can go now Akmal—I’m going to rest now.”
    “You won’t be resting Leila, but you will be riding my cock.”
    I immediately felt a heat surge in my loins. “You bastard!”
    “Guilty as charged, my lady.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

    Akmal
    “I told you that we have ways of dealing with non-compliant females here in my country, when are you going to listen to me? When are going to realize that I am not a man of empty threats? I say what I mean and I mean what I say.”
    I stood removing my suit and neatly laying over the back of the chair. I stroked my cock as I leaned down tweaking a nipple. “Mm, that little body of yours reacts so well to that aphrodisiac doesn’t it?”
    “Fuck you Akmal.”
    “Absolutely young lady. Now bend your knees and spread your legs, I want to watch you finger fuck that pussy of yours.”
    I grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her head back, “There it is—there is that come fuck me hard look. Suck your juices off of your fingers my little captive.”
    “I, I’m not—oh fuck Akmal pleeeze.”
    “No, I’m going to make you wait.” I made my way back over to my pants and grabbed her ring. “Do you want my cock I asked taunting her by pumping it in and out with my fist?”
    “Yes,”
    “Shh, give me your finger. That’s it,” I stated slipping it on.
    “See, you can be a good girl.”
    She was groaning as she writhed like a snake on the bed, begging me to fuck her with her eyes. “You’re coming back to my bed tonight, right?”
    “Fuck Akmal, anything, I’m horny, make it stop.”
    “Shh, I’m in no hurry.”
    I lowered my head between her legs lapping at her juices as I pushed two fingers slowly into her . “Are you going to cum for me baby?” I taunted her. In no time she was bucking up towards my fingers. I pushed her legs back forcing her to take the full onslaught of a raging orgasm.
    “I need to be fucked Akmal, I need it.”
    I flipped her over on all fours and slammed into her. I knew that aphrodisiac was turning her into a slut just for me. She was right; she needed to be viciously fucked. I dug my nails into her hips, listening to her scream out my name.
    It never got old with her. No matter how many times I fucked her, I wanted her again. I never got tired of her and I never would. I thanked God for the day that she was dropped into my life and I didn’t care how ruthless of a bastard that I had to be to keep her—I would do anything. I had no intentions of letting her out of my sight, much less letting her go.
    I slowed my pace watching her claw at the sheets as I rotated my hips like a cork screw winding my way in and out of her. Over and over her body racked with orgasms that I gave her. She screamed my name, promising me the moon, and telling me that she would give me anything that I wanted. I listened to her lies and I knew that the only way that she would succumb to me would be if I made her—and make her I would…
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

    Lady
    I knew the next day that Akmal was gone for the day. Today would be the day that I sat isfied my curiosity about who Akmal really was. He was a contradiction in terms—one day the villain and the next a hero. I was leaning towards him being some kind of spy. What else could it be for him to change roles at will?
    I made my way up to the third floor and waited. I immediately knew what door led to the secretive office by the way that it looked. It looked more like a bank vault than an office door.
    I ducked behind a corner and watched as Akmal’s assistant made his way to the door and punched a code in. I quickly grabbed my phone and turned the flash off starting the video app. I was blindly doing it and could only hope that I would capture the code that his large hands punched in. I waited him to leave and