One Hundred-Three

I struggle as he wraps his other arm around my waist, and in one smooth movement has me laying on my back underneath him. I struggle more, trying to get my hands on his chest so I can push him off, but he just grabs first one wrist and then the other, pulling and then pinning both to the bed above my head.

"Yeah, I don't do well with taking or following orders... Now! Let me go..." I state breathlessly.

"No, I am in charge here, not you, and I told you to wear a dress for our dinner last night and you didn't, so you will now receive a punishment..."

He runs his nose up along my neck, making me shiver. I still can't stand it when anyone but Zachariah does that. I don't want to but I relax remembering what Zachariah was teaching me when we were last together. I allow him to think that he has the upper hand and wait for him to lower his defences just enough for me to throw him off me.

I fight the disgust and shiver as the feel of those crawling spiders runs under my skin as he slowly kis