In His Cage: dark abduction romance by Ella Jacobs

Author:Ella Jacobs [Jacobs, Ella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Manuscript Template, Public
Published: 2023-09-24T16:00:00+00:00

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“I hope you got it all out?” Aleksandr comes up behind me and presses a kiss to my neck, his entire demeanor shifting from ruthless sadist to gentle protector. “You can’t take any more.”

Affectionately yet firmly, he wraps a hand around the back of my neck—the place he’s gripped so many times to subdue my struggles. The place that makes me feel like prey. Today, there’s no need to fight it. I crave his devastating possession.

I melt into his touch, seeking the comfort he so easily offers, and he rewards me with a “Good girl” and a soft kiss on my cheek.

After he’s unchained me, he carries me to the garden room where he sits on the couch. Instead of curling me into his lap, he arranges me with my legs straddling his thighs and my stomach to his. Carefully, he presses a hand to the juncture above my butt, and when he strokes a finger down my back, I realize why.

I hiss at the sudden flare of pain.

He’s broken my skin. Like I broke his. Or because that’s what it took to chase away my rage?

How could I not realize he whipped me so hard? Somewhere along the way, I must have become so desensitized to the pain I didn’t feel the full force of it.

“You’re bleeding,” he says in a low whisper, almost reverently. “No backless gown tonight, I’m afraid.”

He leans his head on top of mine and holds me tenderly as I shake in his arms, coming down from the brutality and violence he unleashed upon me. Once the tremors die down, I’m a lifeless pile of limbs hanging against him. My head is blissfully empty, my chest free from heavy emotion, allowing an easy flow of breath.

“Boris,” Aleksandr calls, the boom of his voice startling me. “Shh, sh, shhh,” he soothes and rocks me with smooth side-to-side motions.

“She needs to have her back cleaned,” Aleksandr tells Boris when he comes in half a minute later. “Maybe a few bandages.”

Heavy thumps of boots leave the room, and when Boris returns, I’m half asleep in Aleksandr’s arms.

“I have to go now,” Aleksandr tells me, and I groan in dissatisfaction as he places me stomach-down on the couch. “I’m sorry, but I’ve already postponed an important meeting so I could whip you, and we need to see the seamstress soon, or the dress won’t be ready on time.” He slides his fingers into my hair, drawing small circles on my scalp. “Boris will take care of your back and bring you up to rest before it’s time.”

Aleksandr presses a gentle kiss behind my ear, gives Boris a couple of orders in Russian, and then he’s gone.

I’m already on my way to a happy dream world when Boris crouches beside me and runs a wet cloth across my back.

“Tebe ladna?” he asks softly.

Why wouldn’t I be okay? My dazed mind scrambles for a moment before remembering.

The blood, the whipping.

I do register the extremeness of the situation, but it passes through my brain like a random thought.

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