Auctioned to the devil [M × M]

Benjamin's pov

"Going somewhere, sweetheart?"

Tobias's shoulders stiffened at the sound of my voice, the faintest tremor rippling through his frame. Exactly the reaction I'd expected. Exactly the reaction I wanted.

I leaned against the wall, arms crossed loosely over my chest, watching him struggle to summon the courage to face me. He didn't have to turn around; he knew it was me. His body recognized my voice.

A bitter amusement twisted in my chest. He thought he could slip away-quietly, unseen. As if I wouldn't notice. As if I hadn't been watching all along.

He doesn't know that his room adjoins mine and that I have a camera set up there. I purposely told Agnes to leave the door unlocked. I guess I wanted some fun. I wanted to see if he would try to escape after what he witnessed me do. And fuck, I'm ready for the chase.

Dmitri informed me the moment my defiant possession decided to make a run for it. I waited a bit, just enough to give him the illusion that he'd almost succeeded.

"Sweetheart," I drawled, letting the word drip with a cruel fondness I knew would cut sharper than any blade. "Leaving without saying goodbye? Now, that's not very polite." I smirked.

The silence between us stretched thick and suffocating, broken only by the sound of his unsteady breath. I took a step closer-slow, deliberate-savoring the way the air seemed to tighten with each movement.

Tobias turned towards me slowly. I expected fear in his eyes. Instead, when he faced me, I was wrong. His face wasn't filled with fear but with anger and rage. His hand tightly gripped the hem of his shirt.

Oh, my, my... am I not intrigued? This is going to be fun.

"It seems you've forgotten what I told you in the auction house." I moved closer, whispering in his ear.

"Let me remind you, Tobias." I growled. "I said if you try to run, I'll make sure you beg me to kill you."

"Just like you killed that man, right?" Tobias finally spoke. I had started to think he'd accepted his fate. I smiled.

"You monster!" he shouted, his voice dripping with anger, his face twisted with rage. He shoved me back with both hands, catching me off guard.

Dmitri, my head of security, interfered immediately, wrenching Tobias's arms behind his back. Tobias struggled against his grip. I laughed in a sadistic manner, his confusion only fueling my amusement.

"How could you just fucking kill someone like that? You're not human-you're a monster!" he spat, still thrashing against Dmitri's hold.

I captured his chin in my palm. "That's nothing compared to what I can do to you." Anger was already building within me as I tightened my grip, forcing a wince from him.

"You think that was me being a monster? Hm?" Tobias's face reddened from the pressure.

"I can show you why they call me the devil." Dmitri knocked his legs out from under him, forcing him to his knees.

"But you know what?" I loosened my grip, massaging the already reddened skin as he looked up at me, pupils dilated, Adam's apple bobbing.

Damn, the sight is fucking erotic. I loved the way his body responded to me. I know he feels it too-and he hates it. My cock jerked to life at the thought.

"I have other ways to punish you." I smirked.

"What do you mean?" he asked, voice shaky.

"Don't worry your pretty head about that." My hand slid into his hair, massaging slowly.

I glanced at Dmitri. "Take him back to his room."

Dmitri dragged him up, Tobias struggling the entire way. I followed, but instead of going into his room, I went into mine.

Opening the drawer, my lips curled into a wicked smile at the sight before me. I grabbed the ropes, lube, and dildo, then headed to the adjoining door. Fuck, the thrill had my cock thickening.

When I stepped inside Tobias's room, Dmitri still had him restrained, sitting on the bed.

"What are those?" Tobias tensed, eyes locked on the items in my hands.

"Don't worry your pretty head, sweetheart." I smirked, loving his reaction. I set the items on the table, then snatched his arms from Dmitri's grip, binding them tightly with the rope as he fought against me.

"Let go of me, you psycho!" Tobias repeated as I secured his wrists to the headboard. Then I bound his legs to the edge of the bed.

"You can leave," I ordered Dmitri. He nodded and slipped out, the door clicking shut. I turned back to Tobias.

He thrashed against the ropes. "Let me go!" His voice cracked as fear bled into his eyes. "Why are you doing this?"

"Consider this your punishment, Tobias-I'll give you pleasure. But release? That's a privilege you'll have to earn."

"What the fuck! You fucking psycho! Let me go!"

"Shh..." I hushed him as I leaned in, stroking his cheek gently.

"When I'm done with you, you'll be a writhing mess, begging for more." My hand trailed down his chest, slow and deliberate.

His breath hitched, uneven as he fought what he was feeling.

"Red," I said, continuing my torment. "That's your safe word. Use it if you truly want me to stop. But I doubt you will-you're attracted to me. You love this, even if you fight it, sweetheart." My thumb brushed over his plump bottom lip.

"Imagine how these lips would look on my cock," I teased. And if I heard right, he whimpered. Fuck, that sound shot straight to my cock.

"Even though I gave you a safe word, I still want verbal consent. If you don't want this, I'll leave right now-and punish you in other ways."

He stared at me, his body and eyes betraying him, lust written all over his face. Finally, he nodded.

"No, sweetheart. Use your words. Yes or no?"

His eyes closed in defeat. "Yes."

I smiled.

Shrugging off my jacket, I tossed it aside. My gaze locked on his face. So damn beautiful-like a fallen angel. His eyes, dark pools. His lips, pressed firm.

I sat at the edge of the bed, hand settling on his thigh. He jolted at my touch as I slid higher, sparks igniting in my blood. His panting grew louder when my fingertips brushed his cock.

"One word," I husked as my hand slipped between his legs. "And everything stops."

Finally, he nodded, surrendering to his desire.