Page 81 of Vicious Impulses (The Capo and Ballerina)
His palm slams into my backside so hard it knocks every ounce of air from my lungs. My whole body jerks forward with vicious force. His hand at rest on my spine keeps me from rocketing toward the floor.
“Want more,mia bella ballerina?” he asks crudely, an edge of humor in his voice. “Because every fucking lie you tell me is another fucking spank earned… and worse.”
“But—”
SMACK!
His palm crashes down on my backside a second time with no less force. I cry out at the stinging pain and then thrash against him in hopes I’ll free myself. Caelian only presses me further down on his thick, muscled thigh.
“I told you, no talking. Keep pretending this is a fucking game. I will make you suffer more than you ever have before,” he warns. No warmth is to be found in his voice. Any affection he’s had for me is gone. A cry bubbles out of me as he goes on. “Tell me what you’ve been keeping from me.”
I swallow against the emotion rising up. The temptation for more whimpers and tears that have begun wetting my eyes.
If I keep my cool, if I remain calm, then I’ll get through whatever this is.
Clearly, someone’s told Caelian something that’s made him distrust me. I have an inkling what, though I’m not sure how I can give him what he wants without making my situation worse.
“I have told you what you’ve wanted to know,” I say ambiguously. “But if there’s something else you’d like to know. Just ask—STOP!”
Caelian’s heavy palm rains down on me. He doesn’t stop at one this time. His hand slams into me six more times, each smack harder than the one before it. By the time he’s done, heaving a ragged breath from his broad chest, I’m shaking.
His assault has left me speechless and scatterbrained. He’s spanked me so hard, using his full power, that I’ll undoubtedly be sore for days.
He shows zero remorse.
He holds me in place with one hand. With the other, he flips the bottom half of my nightgown up over my backside and tears off my panties. The crass sound of the cotton ripping makes me flinch as I realize where this is going.
I’m not sure how much I’ll be able to withstand before breaking.
Caelian stuffs my ripped panties into my mouth. “That’s enough from you. I don’t want to hear another fucking word from those juicy lips of yours. It’s nothing but fucking lies. Your chance to redeem yourself has passed. Now, I will do whatever the fuck I want.”
I’m tempted to spit out my panties and plead with him—ask him yet again why he’s doing this. If I do, he’ll only punish me.
He wants answers. Answers I can’t give him. Answers I’m not even sure of myself.
Caelian pushes two of his fingers into my pussy. I’m hardly wet enough. The intrusion is uncomfortable as he begins pumping them in and out.
I bite down on the wad of panties stuffed into my mouth.
“This pussy isn’t ready for my fingers. How will it fare with my cock?” he taunts. “You’re about to be in for a long night,bella. And if you think I’ll show you mercy, then get that out of your pretty little head now.”
My eyes squeeze shut as he goes knuckle deep. No time is offered to adjust before he’s withdrawing them and pushing back in just as roughly.
“I’ll tell you what I’ve learned about you,” he says, pumping away at my aching sex. “Your family works for the Vorones.”
“I’ve told you that!” I scream around the wad of panties.
He ignores me, his fingers picking up speed.
In, out, in, out, over and over again ’til my skin’s heating up and a strange sensation hits my belly.
“You were no innocent ballerina. You were specifically trained in espionage. That fucking sob story you gave me about never belonging and feeling controlled was bullshit,” he growls, growing angrier. The more furious he becomes, the more furious he pumps into me. He forces a third finger and I scream out and jerk my whole body against him “Stay fucking still—or I can penetrate this little pussy with other things. Things that might have youbeggingfor my fingers.”
Tears roll freely down my cheeks, though I give up protests. I lay limply over his lap as he plays with my pussy.
“You were here to sabotage me and my family,” he says. “The second they found out I bought you, you were tasked with spying on me.”
No, no, no!