A/N – I have not forgotten to post. It's just been a bit crazy here and about to get crazier. Here's a longer chapter for you. I'll post when I can, but its going to be sporadic for the next couple of months. My apologies, please be patient with me and review if you are enjoying the story. Once again, here's the reason for the M rating. Enjoy!
"Ahhhh, so you know the poem?" Crowley purred, still facing the fire.
"Uh, huh." Thea nodded. Getting her legs under her, she stood slowly.
"And what happened to the fly at the end?"
Thea swallowed hard, Crowley had spoken from directly behind her. Turning very slowly, she found herself face to face with him. Very aware of her near nakedness, she involuntarily took a step back. Crowley smoothly closed the distance quickly. His hands warm on her bare shoulders, he held her firmly in place.
"I asked you a question love." His voice was soft and low.
"It is assumed that the spider ate the fly." She replied softly. She attempted to move back and break his grip on her, but he only tightened it.
"And what am I to do with you, Ducky?"
"Well, I certainly hope I'm not on the menu." Thea spoke without thinking.
Crowley chuckled and with a smirk, pulled her in tight to his chest. "There are worse things I could think of...eating...my dear."
Thea, very conscious of the heat radiating off of him and into the towel she had wrapped around her body, tensed slightly. She needed some distance, and the man would not let her alone to think. There was no chance of her head staying clear when he was around and she knew full well that Crowley was aware of the affect that he had on her.
As if on cue, his hands started to wander down her shoulders. Brushing her skin softly, he had pushed the towel down and it was pooled around her feet. Instantly, her skin felt the chill and her nipples responded. She watched his eyes darken and knew she was lost.
In one motion, she was cradled to his chest as he walked quickly through a door that she had not seen yet. Kicking it shut behind them, she jumped against him slightly as it slammed. Setting her down on a very large bed with very tall bedposts, he stepped back and just looked at her. She was reminded of them in the kitchen. This time he did not do anything more than remove his jacket and tie. Setting the black silk tie down on the bed next to Thea, he loosened a couple of buttons on his shirt.
Thea wanted to move, she tried to will her legs to move so she could run, but she was held in place by Crowley's eyes. The best she was able to manage was propping herself up on her elbows. She could feel her pulse racing and her whole body flush.
"Crowley?"
"Hush there Thea." His voice held a note of warning. The anticipation was killing Thea, he ran so hot and cold. Always managing to keep her off balance, distracted. Then it hit her, he needed her distracted. He needed her not to look into anything regarding their bonding. He was hiding something. The thought angered Thea enough that she found the will to break eye contact and move.
Sliding smoothly across the bed she faced Thea from the opposite side. Forgetting for the moment, how dangerously exposed she was, she kept feeding her anger, it was keeping her going. She felt her wrist tingle, but decided to ignore it for the moment. Striding quickly, she made it to the door before Crowley reacted.
"Don't." He spoke in a low growl.
There was enough of a warning for Thea to recognize the danger and stop, her hand on the door knob. She stiffened her spine, and still riding the wave of anger, turned to face him. He had stepped a few feet from the bed but was still a good distance from her.
"Why?" She whispered, knowing he could hear. "You kidnap me in the middle of my own home. You have been either threatening or seducing me for the last couple of days, why?" Her voice rising in volume, she started forward. "You asked me to trust you, based on what, my fear? I do not know quite yet what you are up to, but I will find out. Not even you can bury something deep enough that I will not find it. Especially now that I know you are deliberately trying to stop me. I will no longer be pushed around like a pawn in whatever game you are playing."
Ending face to face with Crowley, she watched his face very carefully, fully aware that she had reached some unspoken line.
When he did speak, it was very low and deliberate.
"Thea, you are playing with fire, girl. You will get burned. I'm very good at what I do. If I want something buried, it bloody well stays there. Do not not push this. That is an order. Do not forget our arrangement, you keep your soul as long as you obey me." His voice never rose, but she felt the intensity, his accent thickening with every word.
However, with anger still fueling her actions, she was determined not to fold, not this time.
"You are warping the deal a bit there. I have to do as you as in regards to finding information. That is where the 'obedience' stops. I'm done being pushed around."
Crowley smirked and Thea had the uncontrollable urge to slap the smirk right off of his face. Before she realized what she was doing she had done exactly that. Her palm smarting she just stared at the perfect hand print that was rapidly turning red on his cheek.
Then things started to go in slow motion. Her heart dropped and she realized the line that she had been toeing earlier she had just completely obliterated. She had absolutely no idea what he was going to do. Her only thought was to get out of there and fast.
Thea turned, but not fast enough. He grabbed her with astonishing quickness. Before she could blink, her wrists were held firmly in his grasp and she was being dragged back towards the bed.
"Crowley, I'm sorry." She spoke softly.
"Kitten..." Crowley started. "...you should not have done that." He spoke while maneuvering Thea between his legs. Thea shook with nervousness, unsure what to expect. He could have easily killed her and yet he didn't. What was he doing now? Thea did not have to wait long to find out. His grip was punishing and Thea had no choice but to submit to him or face injury. She soon found herself bent at the waist and facing the floor at the edge of the bed. He let go of her wrists for a brief second, but before the thought of moving crossed her mind they were bound with the silk tie that he had set on the bed before.
Bent over his knees and now with her wrists bound above her head, she was extremely exposed. She turned her head slowly to look up at Crowley and saw him looking down at her with an odd look on his face, it was a mixture of lust, anger and a fleeting glimpse of something else... regret maybe. Then as quickly as it came, the look was replaced with one she knew all too well, cold, closed and guarded.
"I'm going to punish you now pet. I strongly suggest you pay attention and learn something from this, because I will go easy on you. This time. I also suggest that you decide to obey me and DO NOT MOVE."
Thea only had a moment to absorb what he said before the first spank landed. She jumped in surprise and he laid a hand on her back to hold her in place. Several more blows landed rapidly and Thea's world narrowed to the heat and stinging on her rear and the hand on her back holding her down. Finally when Thea didn't think she could take any more he stopped. Touching her gently he then massaged her backside until the worst of the stinging had faded. She could still feel the heat and knew she would have trouble sitting for a bit. Suddenly the massaging hand was moving, lower, down the back of thighs.
In spite of all, Thea felt her body react. Her skin tightened and responded to the light touching and massaging. Down one thigh, then up the other, she felt a deep ache start, yet he deliberately avoided the one place that could sooth the ache. As Thea began to moan softly, he stopped. Thea felt a slight head rush as he moved her to a standing position. Feeling like a puppet on a string, she let him lead her to the end of the bed. Grabbing the silk tie, he quickly tied her hands above her head. She could feel the the cool hardness of the wood post behind her. There was nowhere to run now.
As before, Crowley just looked at her.
"Oh my dear, innocent, Thea. You are swimming with the sharks now." He grinned and it was all teeth and menace. "Yet, you so charmingly stood your ground, so I'm going to be quite frank with you. I'm going to have you tonight, more than once." He pinned her with a look as he spoke with the confidence of someone who knew that the deck was stacked. "However, you are going to have to beg me for it."
With that, he closed the distance between them once more and kissed her with a new level of possession. He took control of every movement and Thea melted under his skill. She could feel the evidence of his arousal against her hip. All thoughts of the library and digging into Crowley were forgotten as he played her body like a world class conductor. Gasping for breath as he finally broke the kiss, she lost all track of time when he ran his hands down across her collar bone and down to her over sensitized nipples. Hardened by her arousal, he plucked them playfully, sending sensations directly down to her center.
She felt her wetness grow and was rocking steadily against Crowley now, aching for some relief. Soon his questing fingers left her breasts and were replaced by his mouth. His hands splayed across her stomach and brushed the edge of her curls but no further. Thea was straining against the silk now. Whimpering steadily, she felt Crowley grin in triumph. Yet as she went to wrap her leg around him, to hold him to her, he stepped back.
Panting and shaking with need, Thea took a couple of deep breaths while Crowley waited.
"Is there something you want, Ducky?" Crowley purred. Brushing his hands every so carefully across her exposed skin.
"Please." She groaned.
"Please what?"
"Please..." He was back to nibbling her shoulder and the side of her neck. His hands holding her hips back against the post, denying her from any friction. Her eyes rolled back into her head as he hit the hollow of her throat. Swimming in sensation, she was lost.
"Don't stop." She managed to whimper.
In one fluid movement, Crowley was undressed and pressing against the full length of her. Mouth harsh and dominating, he hooked her legs around his lean hips and entered her in one fluid movement. Setting a brutal pace, Thea quickly spiraled onto the edge of an orgasm. Slowing the pace just before she went over the edge, Crowley continued to thrust hard and deep. When he bent to take a nipple back into his mouth Thea lost it.
As she crested, Crowley released her hands and she automatically wrapped them around his neck. Moving them to the bed proper, he kept his word, taking her over and over. They finally rested in the wee hours of morning.
When Thea woke, she was alone and very sore.
She heard water running and realized that he was in the shower. Grabbing the first thing she saw, which happened to be his shirt, she put it on. Inhaling deeply, she could smell the unique aroma that was Crowley.
Turning to the door, she was interrupted.
"Leaving so soon, and without a note. Shame, shame." She faced the bathroom and saw him in the doorway, steam escaping from behind him and a towel slung low on his hips.
"My how delicious you look in my shirt." He moved smoothly across the room to the chest of drawers. Slipping on this standard suit pants, he leaned against the same post as Thea was against earlier. Bare chested and with hair still damp and mussed from the shower, Thea could almost forget the events of the previous evening. Regarding her with unreadable eyes, he pushed off of the post and opened the door to the large room that Thea had been transported to.
"However, we do have business to discuss. I hope after last night, we are on the same page with that." He sent her a burning look as she trailed behind him.
Settling into the chairs by the fire, Thea tucked her legs underneath her and mentally braced herself.
"Now about this book..." Crowley held up the book that Thea had been studying in secret.