Clockwork Stalker (The Dirty Heroes Collection Book 7) by Cari Silverwood

Author:Cari Silverwood [Silverwood, Cari]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-24T16:00:00+00:00

14

Wicked

The retractor looked thoroughly menacing in his hands. A bear trap was the closest thing Willa imagined it resembling—it had teeth, metal teeth, though they were wide, curved and blunt, while also possessing a devious ratchet mechanism at the side of the scissor-like handles.

What evil man had devised this thing? It could only be worse if painted black and delivered by raven. Was he really using that on her? Why?

Because he’s cursed.

Because he wants to.

Pinned to the window seat by her position and by her hands cuffed at her back, Willa nervously tried to see what Sherlock was doing. She was only partially successful. She twisted to get a better view when he moved further behind her, only to feel the sting of a slap on her ass that jolted her forward.

She shivered, her eyes closing.

The metal thing touched her lips below, then her entrance, and she felt the teeth of it being wriggled and slid inside. A second later, the ominous click, click, click, told of the ratchet being cranked. At the increasing stretch of the walls of her pussy, she shamefully found herself arching her spine in some automatic response.

Being violated by Sherlock Holmes with that turned her on? Her head swam with confusion and arousal.

“How pretty you are.” His fingers dipped inside her back there, and stayed, filling her.

She whimpered, frustrated.

What was most monstrous about this was how she reveled in what he did to her… She’d been an independent, adventurous woman for years since Frederick died, and now this?

“Does this bother you, dear Willa?” He pushed his fingers deeper and his chin onto her shoulder as he spoke. With his legs to either side of hers, his body pressed her down, and she felt the hardness of his erection on her backside, though shielded by cloth. The coarse hair from his chin roughened the skin of her nape.

The maleness of his voice roughed up other, more intimate places. She listened, torn between wanting to escape, and craving him doing worse.

“I cannot help wondering what it would feel like to put my cock in you, while you’re like this—cuffed and unable to resist.”

“That thing bothers me,” she made herself say, dreading the shake in her voice, feeling the thrust of his fingers and the pinch of the device on her lips… wishing he would put his dick in her instead. “Please, remove it.”

“You know, it’s not so much the look of it in your cunt, as it is seeing how much this troubles you. This is a reminder not to take too much laudanum. You will be more careful in future?”

His body cloaked her, overwhelmed her. “I will,” she breathed into the upholstery.

“Good.”

At the slippery extraction of his fingers, she hitched in a breath. She’d never thought she could want a man to fuck her as she did today. She needed him, and all she had was this torture device, holding her open.

“Wait there, while I consider what we will do for the rest of the day. I’ll be in the chair by the bench, watching you.

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