“You claimed me that night, didn’t you? The night of the party,” I said as realization finally hit. The idea was so sexy, as insane as that sounded.

“Yes, now get on your knees,” he ordered, his voice so rough it was like he’d just gargled with whiskey.

It took me a moment to make my body respond, especially as I watched his hand stroke the cock that was standing tall between his legs. Flipping over, I did as he said.

“Grab the rail,” he pointed to the rail my ankles were tied to and reached out. I grabbed the rail and then yelled as his hand fisted my hair. He yanked my head back to just where it became painful and stopped.

“I’m going to fuck you hard, and you’ll scream and come harder than you ever have. You’ve submitted to me, Sunshine, so this body of yours is mine.” I felt like I should say something, but when I opened my mouth, all that came out was a moaning, “yes.”

“I’m also going to choke you, Sunshine, and it will feel like I’m going to kill you. I know you’ll panic at some point, but you need to trust me. Do you trust me,” he asked as his other hand slowly snaked around my throat.

“Yes,” I said, and I did. I knew him well enough to know if he wanted to kill me, this was not how he’d do it, and if anyone was going to know the fine line between life and death, it was Cain.

“You’re such a good girl, Sunshine.”

That praise shot through me and had me whimpering with anticipation. Without any further warning, Cain slammed his cock into me so hard and fast in a single stroke that it drove the air out of my lungs. I would’ve screamed if it wasn’t for the hand securely wrapped around my throat. His fingers pressed into the soft skin, and my air supply was significantly reduced to mere little gasps.

My body shivered uncontrollably as he leaned forward and growled in my ear like an animal. He was everything primal that had been bred out of society. His instincts were that of an apex predator, and something about that called to me. He’d managed to reach in, and even though I was chained up, he’d found a way to begin to unchain my mind. I’d always wanted to be more frivolous, to do what I wanted and say what I wanted when and how I saw fit. But morals, ethics, what was right and wrong, and what was expected of me all stood in the way and held me back like a thousand hands pulling in the opposite direction I’d wanted to go.