Deviance | 18+ | ✓ | REWRITING

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Nathaniel hauled Marie onto the bed as if she weighed nothing. He quickly contorted her body to his will like a rag doll, flipping Marie onto her back and pushing her up towards the headboard of the bed.

Out of nowhere, Marie heard chains rattling.

Her first instinct was to struggle.

Nathaniel loved the fight.

He grabbed her one arm, fixing her tender wrist with a leather cuff before doing the same to the other. Chain links attached the cuffs to the front bedposts, the sound of the metal tearing through the air.

Nathaniel was larger and stronger in every aspect, overpowering any of Marie's resistance.

With Marie's arms fixed in place, any movement restricted, Nathaniel hovered over her sore and used body. At some point, he had taken his shirt off - exposing his bare chest. Marie fell silent at his beauty. There wasn't an imperfection on his skin. Nathaniel's lean muscles and toned abs were highlighted by the light above them, his carved arms flexed with defined collarbones and shoulders. His skin was damp with sweat, glistening beautifully.

Marie could spend the rest of the night staring.

But Nathaniel had other plans.

With Marie trussed up to his liking, Nathaniel leaned over and captured her lips with his. He drank her in like sweet, sweet wine.

It was the softest kiss the two had exchanged. Marie felt Nathaniel's lips mold to hers, massaging and intoxicating her.

Marie wanted to run her fingers through his hair. She attempted, before hearing the chains tying her down rattle.

Nathaniel chuckled against her, tickling her soft lips.

"Be a good girl and wait for me," he whispered. It sent shivers down Marie's spine.

Marie immediately felt empty at the loss of Nathaniel's presence. It gave her too much time to think... to process.

She just wanted to feel.

Marie heard some rummaging and shuffling around her, straining her head to find the source of the noise unsuccessfully.

Nathaniel reappeared but this time he had undressed completely from the waist down, even out of his boxers. Marie was already moistening her lips.

Nathaniel held something in both hands but Marie's eyes first landed to the tattoo on his left leg.

𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐒
𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐄𝐌

The words were inked in bold, capital Roman lettering over the front face of his thigh.

Nathaniel noticed Marie's interest. He opened his mouth to translate the Latin...

But Marie beat him to it. "After darkness, I hope for light."

Nathaniel couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

Marie blushed and smiled. "I took Latin in high school, sir."

Nathaniel wanted to ask more about Marie's knowledge, his interest now peaked. He wanted to learn about Marie's studies and passions, her likes and dislikes outside of the bedroom. Something about a smart woman with depth to her character was... attractive.

Nathaniel pushed the thought aside.

It's one night.

Nothing more, nothing less.

"While I'm impressed, Miss Mor... that doesn't mean I'll go easy on you."

Marie's moment of mesmerization was cut short when cold metal touched her legs and the bed dipped.