“Look at me,” he ordered.
“No.”
He crossed the room in a single stride, his hands reaching for my face, but I backed up to the end of the medical table, pressing my shoulders against the wall.The warning glare on my face wasn’t enough to deter him, and I was only momentarily out of reach.He stopped at the edge of the medical table, his gaze penetrating straight through my defenses, making me press my knees even tighter to my chest.
“Come here,” he ordered, pointing at the edge of the medical table.
Heat spilled through my veins, my stomach clenching at the thought of disobeying him.But my body was wound too tight to uncoil it.
Sighing, Darren struck his arm out like a fucking cobra, gripped my ankle, and yanked me down to the edge of the table.His hand then went for my throat, but I deflected it quickly, knocking his hand to the side.
On a deep growl, he lunged forward, using his upper body to push my back against the table, his hands grabbing both of my wrists and holding them down on either side of my head.I groaned in frustration as Darren pressed himself between my legs, keeping me pinned under him.
“You know, your attitude and clear rejection of our child is really starting to piss me off,” he growled.
I grunted under him.“Yeah, pregnancy hormones really are a bitch to deal with, aren’t they?”The scowl on his face intensified, his hands gripping my wrists even tighter until I was wincing and gritting my teeth from the pain.“Careful,Daddy.You’re hurting the vessel carrying yourprecious child.”
The glint in his eye flashed with something dark and sinister, the corners of his mouth lifting into a wicked smirk.
Shit.
“Good thing I’ve turned you into a very durable vessel.”
Before I knew it, my ass was airborne, my legs swinging haphazardly until I landed on my palms, my back rolling against the tile floor as I tumbled my momentum into a somersault.With my breath nearly knocked out of me, I rolled until I was hunched over on my knees, staring back with alarm at Darren’s charging form.
“What the hell are you doing!?”I snarled, my hands raising to my defense.
“I had hoped it wouldn’t have to come to this,” he seethed as he bent down to grab my throat.I tried to deflect again, but this time, my arms did nothing but slam into the hard muscle of his arm, his long fingers gripping my neck with ease and lifting me off the floor.My hands clutched around his wrist, using him as leverage to hold myself up as he dragged me to his chest.“But for some silly reason, you seem to think you’re untouchable now.And I have to remedy that.”
As I strained against his hold, Darren dragged me from the floor, lifted me, and slammed my body back down onto the medical table.Pinning me in place by my throat, he took out his phone and pressed a few buttons.My wrists were instantly pulled against the metal sides of the table by my diamond-studded cuffs, the strength of the magnets in them impossible to fight.My feet were next, my legs hanging off the edge of the table as my ankles were forced against its outer sides.
“What the fuck are you doing!”I shouted at him, straining against the hold.
Darren then pulled out a very large, very sharp hunting knife from his belt, the kind that could gut a deer in a single swipe.
“I already told you,” he said, his voice laced with venom as he bent over me.
And then he raised the knife above my chest, and all I could do was shut my eyes.
A sudden tug against the top of my dress caught my attention, the fabric quickly giving way until it was completely cut in half.Opening my eyes, I found Darren parting the fabric to fall away, exposing the black satin bra and thong set beneath.
Adrenaline ripped through my veins, my lungs sucking in oxygen as I watched Darren’s eyes glaze over me with a hunger I was not prepared for.
“Whatever you’re about to do,” I began, my voice low with reason, “it’s not going to make me love this child.”
“I don’t care if you love our child, Jaden,” he said darkly, his eyes fixated on my exposed skin.“But you will accept their existence.”
He then flicked the knife between the cups of my bra, my breasts spilling out while the remainder of the fabric fell away.The soreness set in quickly, the straining pressure constantly tormenting my breasts, causing me to wince.
“I didn’t realize I was in denial,” I growled as I watched him bring the knife closer to my hips.He angled the blade under the flimsy fabric and tilted it up, the material easily sliding apart like butter and then repeated it on the other side.
“It’s not your denial that pisses me off, Jaden.It’s your clear fucking rejection.”
Darren then yanked the destroyed fabric from my hips and tossed it over his shoulder, his eyes roaming over my now bared pussy.
“Maybe I’m just doing it a favor,” I countered, hoping for a better argument to distract him from his current agenda.
Unfazed, he dipped his head low and allowed his tongue to slowly slide through my folds, leaving a strip of fire in its wake and a gasp on my lips.I jolted against my restraints, suppressing the moan that was begging to be released, my clit pulsing with a sick need for more.