Captured

Chapter 21

The walk back to the apartment was silent, I followed behind Kane like an obedient pet. When we got back he made us both dinner and we ate in silence, barely looking at each other. When he'd eaten, he left the kitchen and a few moments later, I heard the shower start up.

With him gone, I felt like I could breathe again and decided to wash up the dishes. It's something I'd fought against doing, along with cooking, because I refused to take up the roles just because I was a woman.

When I'd finished, I entered the bedroom to see Kane already in the bed. I did my best to ignore him and moved into the bathroom, getting ready for bed as slowly as possible. I showered and brushed my teeth before peeking out the door to see Kane staring right back at me.

I grit my teeth and switched off the light, crossing the bedroom and reaching the edge of the bed before glaring down at him. He remained exactly where he was, staring up at me with a challenging look in his eye and I sighed before climbing over him, having to straddle him for a moment before I reached my side of the bed and could move away from him once again.

The lights went out and I breathed a sigh of relief until I felt the mattress beneath me shift and Kane's hand draped over my hip. "That's the last time I want you wondering off," he muttered softly, his breath warm on the back of my neck.

"I have every right to leave if I want to," I hissed through the darkness, completely frozen in place, "every right."

He chuckled darkly. "Not if you want to live to watch your child grow up," he growled, absentmindedly stroking his hand down my hip.

I rolled onto my back I was face to face with him, my lips parting to tell him exactly what I thought of him, and found his eyes inches from mine, his lips a hair width away. As I moved, his hand didn't follow, which meant that rather than grazing my hip, it was now resting between my legs.

I inhaled sharply, burning from how close I was too him. The corner of his lips lifted and his eyes sparkled as he looked down at me, almost pinned beneath him.

I gasped when one of his fingers suddenly pressed down, stroking against my shorts, up and down in a steady rhythm. "What are you doing?" I managed to ask him, fisting the bedsheets in my hand as the ache I had come to recognise settled in my stomach. I found myself parting my legs for him and he settled his hand between my thighs.

He continued his movement with one hand and took my chin in the other. "I have no problem killing the people you care about when you disobey," he growled, close enough that I could feel his breath on my lips.

I frowned, trying to push him away but he moved his knee to my other side, trapping me. He slowed his movements before sliding his hand inside of my shorts, his fingers now touching the bare skin between my legs. I shuddered at the feeling as he started to move again, the ache intensifying.

"However," he said, his left thumb moving to stroke along my lower lip, "when you do as you're told, I'm willing to reward you."

I moaned when his other thumb began to make circular motions, sending a ripple of pleasure through my body. It was something I'd never experienced before and as desperately as I wanted to fight against Kane, to tell him I hated him and that I didn't want him anywhere near me, I couldn't deny how good his fingers felt against me.

He continued the movement before plunging a finger inside of me. I jerked against his body before his head dipped and he began to kiss along my neck, sucking on the skin at the base of my throat.

"Kane," I groaned out his name, subconsciously thrusting my hips against his fingers.

"I told you it could feel good," he murmured against my skin, thrusting his finger in and out of me, all while his thumb continued to cause fireworks in my stomach. My breath hitched with every thrust and all the muscles in my body tensed.

I wasn't sure where the noises I was making were coming from but I couldn't stop the breathless moans as his movements sped up. "Kane!" I called again, my tone pleading although I didn't know what I was asking for. I wanted him to stop and give me more at the same time.

I could hear the sounds his finger was making as it slid inside me and he added another, curling them inside of me and making me gasp. It felt like my mind was exploding and I couldn't even speak as he continued to make me feel things I'd never felt before.

It felt as though all the pleasure was building up inside of me and I thought back to Kane's words earlier. "It requires release. And to get that, it needs to feel good."

As I mulled over those words, Kane's fingers curled inside of me once again and I shattered, feeling the release that he was talking about. I practically screamed at the intense feeling flooding through me and my whole body shuddered. My eyes rolled back into my head and I pressed my body against Kane's, riding the wave of pleasure that washed over me.

It lasted a while and the whole time, Kane continued to rub against a particular spot between my legs that had me panting. When I finally started to calm down, he dropped his hands, rolling off of me and allowing me to breathe again.

I felt a throbbing sensation between my legs and for some reason, I felt upset about the loss of contact. I couldn't find any words to say to Kane but when I turned to face him, I found him already turned away, his back to me.