Forbidden (Blood Ties #7)

“You fight against the programming,” he shouted. “So we’re here to make sure the programming wins.”

He looked down at me, taking in my body. His mouth twisted into a snarl. “Who are you?”

I sucked in hard breaths.

He moved fast, grabbed my jaw and clenched tight.“I said, WHO ARE YOU?”

Agony roared through my jaw when he bruised my cheeks against my teeth as I cried, “No one.”

His chest rose hard and fell as he jerked his gaze down. “That's right. Youareno one. No one with a need of their own. Your need ismyneed. Do you understand me?”

I nodded through his crushing grip.

“Then you’ll get on your knees,” he demanded, his eyes wide. “You’ll get on your knees and you’ll beg for forgiveness.”

I didn’t want to. Every cell in my body screamed in defiance even as my knees buckled and hit the floor.

OBEY.

RELEASE.

OWNED.

The words flashed neon bright inside my head.

He didn’t use words. Not anymore. One look had me eased back on my haunches and my arms sliding to my back.

You are my property.

The words resounded somewhere in the back of my mind.

Good. Now spread your legs.

His lips never moved. Still, I knew what he was thinking. What he wanted. What heachedfor.

His chest rose with a heavy breath. His gaze moved instantly to my thighs as they slowly parted.

Wider.

The skin on my knees squealed against the floor. I couldn’t look away from his eyes. Eyes that seemed so familiar. My fingers twitched, aching to touch the red lace at my thighs.I think these are too tight.The words resounded in my head as though somehow…somewhere I’d already said them.

No,that husky growl came.I know it’s the perfect fit.

He wanted me. This man who looked down wanted me more than he wanted anything else in his entire life…and I wanted him. I licked my lips. Iwanted him.

“Please,” I whispered. “I’m sorry.”

“What are you sorry for?” he demanded.

My jaw clenched. Still some part of me kicked inside as I answered. “I tried to escape.”

“Do you want to escape?”

I slowly shook my head.

He bent down and gripped my jaw, only this time it was softer. “Then open your mouth.”

My lips quivered and slowly parted. There was a dangerous look of satisfaction. One hard brush of his thumb and it dragged the soft flesh of my lip against my teeth.