Page 25 of Feral
“You want to mingle, huh?” He brings his hand up, touching my lips. I smile, lean forward and kiss him.
“Yes, Jacob. Mingle. You can’t have me a prisoner here only to satisfy your wicked ways. Somebody’s got to bring food to this table.” I smile again, then reach out to turn the radio on, suddenly wanting to hear some music.
He’s not unsalvageable.
He’s just a fixer-upper.
‘Give In To Me’ by Michael Jackson starts playing and I take a deep breath before I speak again.
“I am going to need certain things brought in,” I say, running my hand against his hard thigh. “Girl’s stuff.”
He smiles, too, and I love the way his eyes change.
“And I am going to need you to relinquish all control to me, baby girl. You will learn to obey my every command, never question me. Better think long and hard about what you’re getting yourself into.”
I never expected it any other way.
“And what are the rules, Mr. Broussard?” I tease, excited to hear his thoughts.
“No talking back, for starters. You will meet my needs and desires, no questions asked. I will fuck you whenever the urge arises and I won’t care if you’re on your period or not. No touching yourself on your own. Bedtime is no later than eleven and you’ll always sleep naked. I may come up with more as we go along.”
There’s so much about this man I don’t know. Things I see hiding behind those dark, unfathomable eyes. Things I hope someday he'll tell me.
In some ways, he is the monster everyone thinks him to be.
But he’s also a deeply scarred man, both inside and out, and that pain has transformed him into the wickedly depraved man he is today.
“You seem to have done this before, haven’t you?”
He hesitates for a single moment before he answers. “Jenni and I tried different things while we were together. She was a natural. Just like you.”
“I see. And what if I break the rules?”
“That would result in you being punished, young lady. Depending on the severity of your infractions, I will punish you accordingly and you will take your punishment with a smile on your pretty face.”
“I’ve never been punished sexually before,” I sass. “Maybe I want to break your rules just to see what you’re going to do to me.”
“I take it you’re in, then.”
“Well, if it’s anything like what we already did before, I am definitely in, Daddy.”
He smiles again, and I love seeing him this way. “That was only an appetizer,pichouette.”
Chapter 15
Jacob
Day blends into night faster than I realize and it's at night that I come alive, with her now under my command. It's a strange feeling and one I haven't felt in the longest time. Sure, Jenni and I had some fun times experimenting with new things but prison changed me. A man can bed as many women as he wants but that special one? The one that has your heart beating faster and your mind always filled with thoughts of her?
That's a special kind of bond very few men get to experience.
I once had that with Marc's wife.
Finding it again, withher?
It’s a fucking miracle and I never believed in those.
We eat dinner in silence and when she's cleared the table, it's dessert I want and she's going to be it.
