The Life of Anna, Part 1: Enslaved by Marissa Honeycutt Read Free Book Online Page B

hung down from the gilded ceiling. Clusters of chaise lounges and easy chairs were scattered throughout.
    In the far corner of the room was a gigantic statue of a golden eagle, wings slightly open, whose head was as high as the top balcony. Its legs were separated and tall enough for a man to walk through without stooping. The talons jutted forth onto a wide, raised dais. An elaborate throne -like chair sat in the middle of the dais.
    I felt a curious energy coursing through the room as I stood there. Something I could only describe as power. I closed my eyes and the force flowed through my body, melding with my own spirit. The room ’s spirit and my own shared a common source; I belonged here.
    As I opened my eyes, I saw a flash of light in the corner of the room near the statue. Or, at least, I thought I did. It looked like...a glowing man disappearing? No, that wasn’t possible, was it?
    I glanced up to see Devin watching me with keen interest.
    “Are you all right?” he asked.
    For a moment, I would have sworn that he wanted to devour me, but I blinked several times and the look was gone.
    I glanced back at the corner. It was dark and empty. Had I imagined the man? I looked up at Devin. “I....” My mind must have been going into overload. Men didn’t disappear into thin air. And they certainly didn’t glow. “Yes, Devin.”
    “Generally when we are out of your room, you should act, speak and stand in a submissive manner,” Devin warned. “Especially in this room.”
    “I’m sorry, my lord,” I said softly, lowering my head.
    Devin pulled me close and kissed me. “It’s all right. You didn’t know. Besides, there’s no one here right now, so it’s not much of an issue. I just wanted to warn you. Disobedience is punished, and punished harshly.” He trailed kisses down to my jaw and ran his tongue down my neck to my collarbone. I took in a sharp breath and tilted my head back. “Good girl,” he murmured into my neck, biting gently. “Let me lead.”
    “Oh!” My body tingled from his kisses. I wrapped my arms around his chest and sighed. He responded with another nip at my collarbone.
    “Like that?”
    “Mmm,” was all I could muster as he ran his hands up my ribs. He moved under my sweater and caressed the sides of my breasts. I inhaled sharply as his thumbs brushed my nipples. They hardened instantly and I arched my back into his hands, wanting more.
    He pulled away abruptly and I stumbled from the sudden lack of support. “We should go back to your room,” he said, his voice slightly husky. “Remember your demeanor, Anna.” He flicked off the lights and opened the door.

Chapter 4                          
     
     
    The moment the door closed behind us in my room, Devin pressed himself against my back, wrapped one arm around my waist, and kissed the side of my neck with a hunger that I could feel. He tugged at my braid until it loosened and he ran his fingers through my hair to comb out the twisted strands. I could smell my shampoo as he swept my damp hair over my shoulder and kissed the back of my neck, sucking the skin and making me gasp. His hands slid down my ribs and then up under my sweater to my breasts.
    “I like that you’re not wearing a bra.” He caressed my breasts gently and then took my nipples between his fingers and pinched them. Enough to cause pain, but the pain felt good and I gasped.
    “Like that?”
    “Yes,” I sighed.
    He pinched again and then rolled them between his fingertips. I rolled my head back to rest on his shoulder and he began sucking on my neck again. “I love how responsive you are, Baby,” he whispered in my ear, pinching my nipples again. “I love how you put aside the years of hurt and melt into my arms. You are such a good girl.”
    My body tingled all over, from his words and from his touch. No one had said such nice things to me in as long as I could remember. The best I ever got was “Yeah baby, I love fucking