Possessive: His Match (Kingswood Saga Book 2 Completed)

6. Paul

I watch across the club as Lucy dances with abandon, her body gracefully swaying in time with the beat, her eyes closed and head tipped back.  As the music stops she breaks away from the girls she's with and wobbles her way towards the rest rooms, and I see men turn to watch her progress, my blood boiling as they look at what's mine.
I watch her sway badly, as she shrugs off an arm that catches her, and I decide that's enough, I glance back at the table and wave at Teddy, who picks up Lucy's bag and whispering in Luka's ear she comes to meet me as I reach Lucy's side.

I know the boys will keep Teddy safe and see her home, tonight, my focus is Lucy, I need to persuade her to come with me now, preferably without causing a scene.
"Lucy!" I growl stepping up behind her, my arm circling her waist, pulling her against me, as she faces Teddy.
I feel her start to turn, then stop, her body going lax in my arms and I scoop her up bridal style, as Teddy giggles at me. "Well, that makes it much easier"
She puts Lucy's bag on her lap, tucking the strap over her arm and looks at me "she's drunk a lot tonight, so when she wakes she may be sick, look after her" Teddy warns and I nod, twisting on my heel and carrying Lucy out of the club to my car.  Thanking the bouncer for opening the door for me and No one stopping me take my prize, I grin as I secure her in the seat and move round the car, eager to get underway before she wakes up.

She was still asleep when I reached the cottage and I carried our bags in before I came back for her, dropping my nose into her neck and enjoying the scent of my woman, as I carry her up the stairs, and into the spare room, carefully removing her top layer of clothes and tucking her into the bed and placing a bottle of water and painkillers on the bedside table and a bowl in reach, leaving the light on low, leaning down I kiss her forehead before leaving the room, locking the door behind me. She'll kill me in the morning but I didn't want her to run before we had a chance to talk.
As I moved into the master bedroom, I thought back over the last two weeks, I had texted her everyday, I know she read them but she didn't respond, I sent her little gifts, which I know she kept, as Teddy had sent me a photo of them in her room. That had given me hope, she wasn't totally rejecting everything.
Now, this week was our point of no return, this would either make or break us.
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I woke the next morning to banging and shouted curses from the spare room and grinned to myself before taking a quick shower and dressing.  If she could make that much noise she wasn't feeling too bad and as the room was ensuite, she could clean up if she wanted.
The sounds had stopped but I knew she was probably building up to start again, I knocked gently and waited for a response... nothing.
I knew there was no way out of the room, the window was too small and the bathroom didn't have one.  But what if... my mind went to the negatives, what if she had collapsed, hurt herself.
Quickly turning the key, I opened the door and rushed in calling her name "LUCY!" Ducking just in time as a chair came flying at my head, followed by a raging terror.
I twisted and put my arms around her struggling body, as she fought to free herself and attack me.  "LUCY!" I growled holding her tight in my arms "STOP!"

"Paul?" She cried sounding surprised.
I kept my arms banded around her, feeling the tension still in her body and knowing she could still try to attack me. I could feel her taking deep breaths and knew she would be assessing the situation.  She was smart my girl, and I knew the fight wasn't over yet.
"Where am I?" She asked breathlessly.
"Safe" I replied, i had checked with Duncan and she had never been here before, so wouldn't recognise the cottage.
"How did I get here?" I knew she was searching her memory. "You were at the club, how... Teddy?"
"I was there for you" I told her and felt her body stiffen at my words and she shook her head in denial. Struggling in my arms again.

"Yes for you, I've said sorry and you know I am. Now I won't allow you to push me away, I screwed up, I know that now, but I've spent the last two weeks thinking of nothing but you... no, that's a lie, I've not stopped thinking about you since I kissed you" I tell her softly, my mouth by her ear "I'm not going anywhere, you are stuck with me" I nip her ear lobe and she shivers in my arms.
"I can't" she whispers sadly, the fight leaving her as I turn her in my arms to face me.
"Who says I'm giving you a choice" I growl and seal my lips to hers, my arms pulling her up tight to my body, making her gasp and allowing my tongue to explore deeper into her mouth.
She moans in my arms, her body softening and moulding around mine till she breaks the kiss panting.  "What do you want from me?" She cries as I nibble along her jawline.
"You, just you..." I tell her between kisses and she pushes me away, I relax letting her move back but still within my hold.
"Please, spend the week with me, let me show you how much I care, how much I want you," I pause looking in her eyes "if at the end of the week, you want me to leave you alone, I will" I tell her, knowing I am lying to her.  I will never let her go.
She looks at me and shakes her head, pulling her hands free and taking a step back as I watch her.
"NO!" She shouts and turns to run out the door. I grin shaking my head as she goes, she can't get out, I've locked the doors and the keys are in my pocket.

I follow her down stairs and can hear her cursing in the kitchen, pausing in the doorway to watch her before catching her attention. Her silky top barely covering her panties.
"Come here Lucy" I growl, hearing the dominant in me for the first time in years.
She glares at me across the room as I hold out my hand. "Now, Lucy, it would be a shame to start our week off with a punishment" I tell her and watch her eyes widen, both with fear and a deeper emotion... lust.
"You can't get away, I won't let you, this week you are mine" I step forward and pull out a chair sitting down facing her but making sure I have space around me.
I watch her body react to every move I make, and smile, I had been worried, but Teddy was right, underneath the bravado, Lucy was a born submissive, MY submissive.
"Did you know at college I was a Dom, I spent a few years in the lifestyle but couldn't find the connection I craved, the right sub for me, so I focused on training, competing and left that life behind me. You are the only woman I've every felt the connection to, the only woman I want to dominate and you need me, as much as I need you.  Your body language is telling me, what you want, what your voice can't say"
She shook her head but stayed silent, eyes locked on me.
"Come here Lucy" I said holding out my hand as I watched the emotions play across her face, her whole body mentally leaning towards me, she just needed to let go of her control. I could see the confusion in her eyes, want and need versus the fear.
"Come!"
She took a step forward automatically and then she was within reach, my hand gently grasping her wrist and pulling her to me. My thumb rubbing back and forth on her pulse point and I could feel the tremors in her body at the contact.
"When a sub breaks the rules, she must be punished" I tell her softly, watching my words sink in.  "You ran from me baby, that's bad" she opens her mouth but I shake my head at her, "I know I haven't gone over the rules with you yet, but I warned you"

I moved quickly knowing she would fight this, tipping her forward and over my lap, bottom up as I held her in place, bring my hand down hard. SMACK.
She struggled.
"You will listen to me" SMACK
She screamed and cursed, wriggling to try to get free.
"You will behave" SMACK
"You will not run from me" SMACK
I rubbed the heated skin on her bottom through her panties and she froze as a moan came from her. My hand stroked lower feeling the dampness of the material between her legs and causing her to moan again.
I felt the emotion stir within me, she had enjoyed being spanked, her body so sensitive and open.

I lifted her carefully, turning her to sit her now on my knee and in my arms. She hissed as her bottom settled on my legs and tried to rise but I held her still "settle" I growled and she did turning teary eyes up to me.
"Don't hurt me" she whispered and I nodded "Never" I told her, holding her gaze with mine, I knew she wasn't talking about the physical punishment I had just given her but about the emotional risk.
I lifted her up with me and headed for the sofa, sitting with her on my lap as I stroked her hair back and she relaxed against me "Rest" I say "we will talk in a little while"