People say I’m ferocious. Wild. Dangerous.
They’re right. That’s why I live on an island alone.
The jungle is my home. My personal prison.
Until she arrived.
The moment her helicopter crashed on my land, everything changed.
She’s the only survivor … And I’m keeping her locked up in a pit.
It’s been too long since I last touched a woman, especially one so beautiful.
It makes me hunger for her.
I want her … So I’ll keep her …
And I’ll make her mine.
IT
“Close your eyes,” I say.
She raises a brow. “Why?” Her voice sounds insecure.
I smile. “Trust me.”
She narrows her eyes, contemplating it for a second. Trust is the first step. The rest comes next. We’re nowhere without it, so I want to teach her this. I don’t want to be her enemy.
“Please?” I add as she did way back when.
It makes her blink a couple of times, but then she finally closes her eyes for me.
She sits there, waiting, her body locked in position, skin bare … ready for plunder.
Perfect.
But I have to hold myself back if I want this to work, so I clear my throat and focus on the bowl in my hand. I take out a berry and push it against her lips.
“Open your mouth.”
“What is it?” she asks, frowning.
“Do you trust me or not?”
After a moment, she tentatively parts her lips, and I push the berry inside. “Bite.”
When she does, her eyes flash open, and she grins. “A berry?” She glances at the bowl, so I guess the surprise is gone now. “You brought me berries?” She giggles.
“What?” I say, grabbing another one.
“Nothing … it’s just …”
I narrow my eyes as I push another one into her mouth and watch her chew meticulously. I can see her swallow, and I imagine her tongue and how good it would feel wrapped around my dick.
Fuck.
“You said you only wanted meat,” she says, pulling me from my thoughts.
I wish she’d want the meat …
And I don’t mean the one from my kitchen.
Fuck me, I’m getting too excited about seeing her tied up in my bed. I shouldn’t … not yet, at least.
“I do,” I say. “But you don’t.”
I push another berry into her mouth and watch her eat it with glee.
“So you’re feeding me now?”
“Shhh …” I stuff more into her mouth until she’s laughing. “Eat your food.”
“Or what?” she taunts. “I’m already tied up; what else are you gonna do?”
“Oh …” A deep rumbling laugh leaves my throat. “There are plenty of other things I could do.”
She almost spits out her berries. Almost. “Like what?”
“Curious?” I muse, lifting a brow.
“Maybe.” She licks her lips and then ogles the berries again. Or my dick. I’m not sure because the bowl is right between my legs. “More?”
Oh, yes … there’s definitely more.
And I can’t wait to give it to her.
Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, the Stalker Duology, Twenty-One (21), Ultimate Sin, Viktor, Unprofessional Bad Boys, RUIN, the Indecent Games Series, FATHER, and CAGED. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.
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