My Boss’s Hidden Heir (Elara and Marcus) novel Chapter 47

Chapter 47

“Elara.” Marcus’s voice came from behind her. Holding her door open.

She freed herself from his grip and entered her room fully.

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She started dropping the shopping bags on the floor. Her purse on the dresser. Trying to ignore him. Trying to pretend her hand wasn’t still stinging from the slap she had given him.

Marcus covered the distance between them in just two strides.

He caught her before she could move further into the room.

He didn’t pull her gently. He jerked her back against his chest until her spine hit his abs. It was hard, a solid pull that almost sent her to the floor.

“Don’t walk away from me El,” he said. His voice low, soft and at the same time dangerous.

“Let go.”

“No.” His hand gripped her wrist. Tight enough to hold her but not tight enough to hurt.

He spun her around to face him.

They were inches apart now. Close enough that she could feel his breath on her own skin. Close enough that she could see the anger in his eyes, and something else, something darker, hungrier, like he was about to devour her.

His hand came up. His thumb pressed against her lower lip. Silencing the words before they could leave

her throat.

“Marcus….”

He kissed her then.

He started soft and passionate at first, almost gentle, starting with just her lower lip. His lips moving against hers like he was trying to prove a point. Like he was claiming something that belonged to him.

Then it changed.

The kiss grew harder. More desperate, he started moving from her upper lip to her lower lip, continuously like that. One of his hands was holding her neck making her look up at him. His teeth caught her lower lip as he bit down just slightly. Enough to make her gasp. Enough to make heat flood through her body.

His hand moved to her breast. Squeezed through the fabric of her crop top, he rolled and pinched her nipple softly like he owned her. Like she was his to touch however he wanted.

Elara’s hands instinctively went to his chest. Gathered his shirt in her hand, she was trying to push him away. Trying to create distance. But her fingers were also dragging him closer. Pulling him against her like her body had a mind of its own.

“This is your punishment,” Marcus said. His voice was dark, possessive and dominant. She felt the pressure forming under her thighs now.

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“For disrespecting me. For walking away.” He said.

Elara was lost at first. Couldn’t process what he meant. Couldn’t think clearly with his hands on her breast and his lips so close to hers.

Then she felt it.

His hands sliding under her short denim skirt. His palms against her smooth skin. Pushing the fabric up to her waist. Exposing everything.

She’d worn a thong underneath. Barely anything. Just a thin strip of lace that did nothing to hide her.

“Marcus-” She tried to say stop. Tried to get the word out. But it came out as a whisper. Weak. Unconvincing even to her own ears.

Because part of her didn’t want him to stop. Part of her wanted this. Had been wanting this since the moment she’d seen him naked in his room this morning. Since the kiss at the wedding. Since that night in the fire exit.

His fingers traced along the edge of the lace. Teasing and testing, waiting to see if she’d actually tell him to

stop.

She didn’t.

His other hand found the edge of her panties and slid his fingers inside, finding the heat of her pussy.

“You’re already wet, fuck.” he murmured against her breast. “Even when you hate me, your body knows what it wants.”

His fingers were inside her, moving slowly, at first. He added a second finger, fingering her so fast and accurate, then a third, he was moving so fast now, she had to bite her lip to keep her from moaning. His thumb found her clit and began to circle it with maddening precision, building the pressure inside her to an almost unbearable level.

He watched the effect he had, his eyes dark with victory.

“I want you to remember exactly who owns the air you breathe.”

Elara’s eyes started rolling back, the climax was close now.

He dropped on his knees, his tongue replacing the pressure of his fingers. He was tongue fucking her, used his teeth and lips too to eat her pussy.

He ate it like he was hungry. He circled her clit with his tongue, put his tongue in her hole in and out and started using his teeth to eat her again.

She gripped his shoulders, fingernails digging into the wool of his shirt, tears had gathered in her eyes “now. He kept her pinned, her legs trembling, her body shaking, needing climax.

He kept stopping whenever she was close to cumming, then he started afresh, it was more like a punishment.

They had been there for almost ten minutes.

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But this time she was close. So close. Her thighs were shaking, her breathing ragged. She was screaming, Yes! Yes! Marcus, please don’t stop, as tears filled her eyes.

Then he stopped.

She looked at him, confused, naked. She was half-crying, waiting for the conclusion.

He stepped back.

“Get dressed, Elara,” he commanded, his voice now back to the detached and nonchalant Marcus.

She stared at him, bewildered by the sharp, cruel stop. “What… what are you doing?”

Marcus’s smile was the coldest thing she had ever seen.

“That,” he said, gesturing vaguely at her trembling body, “was the price of your disobedience. You defied an order, so you were punished with pleasure, and then deprived of satisfaction.” He turned his back on her, already walking toward the door.

“Don’t let it happen again, Mrs. Thorne.”

He was gone before she could summon a word, leaving her naked and undone. The pleasure was gone, replaced by utmost rage.

She stood there for a long moment, trying to catch her breath. Then she pulled her skirt down and climbed onto her bed.

Her body was aching, her mind spinning.

Because the worst part wasn’t that he’d offended her earlier in the day. The worst part was that even now, she wanted him to come back.

She wanted him to finish what he’d started.

She wanted him to come back, put his dick inside and fuck her.

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Chapter 48

Chapter 48

They were supposed to return to New York today.

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