Ava

Yesterday was the last day of the no sex deal. I was proud to say I had neither run away, nor had I thought of running away. Elias wanted proof I was serious, and I'd just given him that. That man was a sex god but I did like him without the sex as well. 

I was grabbing my stuff to leave for the day when Robert came inside my office. Great. "Yes?" I raised an eyebrow. "Can I help you?"

"I-I didn't know about Fred." He began. "I'd never thought-"

"No one had. Sometimes people surprise you." I shrugged. 

"You're not here only for business, are you?" He asked. "You are also here to find out the moles."

I wanted to smile but I didn't. Robert was an ass to me on my first day, but I'd always known he was clever. "What makes you say that?"

"Because you don't seem fazed even though everyone does their best to undermine you. I did as well." He added. "It made me wonder. Anyone would have broken by now. If the board sent you here they had a reason for it."

"Are you trying to imply something?"

"Just that I apologise for giving you some hard days. I don't promise there won't be any clashes between us because we both are persons of different ideologies, but we'll have clashes with respect, I can promise you that." He said.

I raised both of my brows. "Why the sudden change of attitude?"

"Two reasons. I care about this company, and I realised you do too. I was apprehensive because I thought you being here would cause damage, but I realised your job was to prevent further damage. Second, I like your strength. Suits a boss."

I smiled, "Have a good day, Robert."

I drove home as fast as I could, took a quick shower, changing into a pair of shorts and crop top, applying a light coat of makeup, and grabbing a jacket. Then I drove to the ring. I had not been to the ring since the first time I'd seen Elias fighting. Everything was the same, the crowd, the shouts, the madness. The bulky guy from last time who I'd punched and kicked in the balls was nowhere to be seen.

"Ava Thompson?" I heard someone say my name behind me and I turned around in surprise. He was one of the guys who stood outside the rest rooms, big and muscular, tattooed. "Follow me, please."

He led me to the changing rooms, motioning to the other guys to let me through. "Room 102."

I walked inside, observing my surroundings. When I knocked on the door, there was a low 'come in' from inside, so I turned the knob and closed the door behind me. Elias was shirtless, a concentrated look on his face as he punched, practising on a punching bag.

Fuck me

My mouth parted and I blinked, not understanding how anyone could look so beautiful and lethal at the same time. He looked like someone I shouldn't look at, but who I couldn't stop looking at for even a second. He didn't look at me, he was too focused. There were no gloves on his hand, just a hand wrap. I was so sexually deprived I couldn't even control my vagina. She was desperate, and I knew if not controlled she'd make me do something very embarrassing. 

"Hola, amor." Elias said, still not taking his eyes off the bag.

"Am I disturbing you?" 

"Yes, you are." He striked a final punch which made the bag swing in the opposite direction, then held it in his hands to prevent it from swinging any further. "But disturbance is good before a match." Then he tilted his head to look at me, slowly running his tongue over his bottom lip as his eyes took me in, darkening slightly. "And a disturbance like you gets me angry. Good for the match."

"Why does it make you angry?"

"Because I want to choke you until you can't scream, fuck you till you beg me to stop, but I can't do that right now."

I pursed my lips, walking to him. He watched me with raised eyebrows, like a predator does his prey, and let me push him back until he hit the wall, his eyes piqued with amusement and interest. "Let those thoughts rest in your brain for a while." I whispered in his ear. "We don't want a problem in the match"

He grabbed the back of my head, pulled my hair to the side harshly. "I've been wanting to teach you manners this whole week, Ava. You've been running your mouth a little too much these days."

"Shh." I placed a finger over his lips, and his eyes lit up with mischief. He opened his mouth slightly and bit my finger, grinning when I furrowed my eyebrows at him. "Behave, Elias."

"Excuse me?" He raised an eyebrow, all the mischief now being replaced by annoyance. And a need to control, to dominate. "Would you repeat that, Ava?"

"I said-" I squeaked when he moved as fast as lightening, turning us around and pressing me against the wall, holding both of my hands in one of his, lifting them up my head. 

Wrapping his fingers around my neck, he tightened his grip. "Repeat it."

"I said you should- Elias, what are you-" I gasped when his hand left my neck to enter my shorts, inside my panties, grazing my folds. "Fuck."

"You told me to what, Ava?" He pushed two fingers inside me, making me close my eyes and throw my head back. He pulled them out, then slammed them in aggressively. 

"Fuck don't stop." I muttered, straining to get my hands free from his death grip, but he didn't let go. "Shit-"

"You will not cum until you repeat what you said." He said forcefully, continuing to finger me hard and fast. He seemed to have forgotten he had a match in fifteen minutes, and my vagina was too happy at the moment to care about that.

"I asked you to be-" That sentence didn't end the confident way I'd started it. Because the very moment Elias decided to go deeper and hit a spot which seemed to be pretty close to my G-spot, and that left me panting. "Please-"

"What are you begging for?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. He looked extremely composed, in control. "I've told you the condition. Begging won't help right now."

"I-I told you to behave." I breathed out when I felt my walls tighten. "Fuck, I'm cum-"

"This is a punishment for misbehaving, amor." He whispered in my ear, his fingers disappearing from my shorts just as fast as they had entered. "One of the many you're going to get tonight." 

I felt empty, and betrayed. The first ten seconds was when I couldn't even process what had just happened. Then when I saw him push the fingers which had just been inside me in his mouth and lick them clean, the small smirk on his face, I shoved him away. He slapped my hand when I reached between my legs, his face coming very close to mine. "You will not touch yourself, Ava."

"I was so fucking close-"

"I know, and that is why I stopped. It's called a punishment for a reason, amor. You said your brat needs to be reminded who's in charge? Well, tell her it's me. It'll always be me."

"I want control sometimes as well." I huffed. Not really. I didn't need control. I liked him to be in control. But I said that only to annoy him, and a little bit to see his reaction.

His eyes softened. That was not what I'd expected. "You're always in control, amor. You're the only one in control. You hold the power to decide what we do, you decide what we don't. I control you in the limits you set to make it pleasurable. Nothing happens until you give me permission, Ava." 

My mind revolved. I opened my mouth to say something, anything, but I couldn't.

He stroked my cheekbone. "Submission is a deeper concept than you what you let yourself believe. It's not about pleasing me. It all depends on you. I will push you, but I will never force. I will make you try things, as long as you consent. It's not about you or me. It's about trust. It's about you trusting me enough to let me control you within your limits."

My mouth was still open. Elias chuckled at my expression, lifting my jaw to close my mouth. I blinked, "That was beautiful. That- that was- wow. I never thought about that."

"That's why you have me." He said, brushing away my hair. 

There was a knock at the door. A man in his late forties stuck his head in. "Elias, it's time."

"I'm coming." He said, not looking away from me. The man left and shut the door behind him. Elias wrapped his arms around my waist, lifting me up, burying his face in my neck. He held for a few seconds, then let me down, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "Wish me luck, amor."

"You'll win." I said, cupping his face. "I know you will."

He smirked, stepping back. "I'm coming for my prize later."

I grinned. "I'll be waiting."

Elias was lethal in the ring. His expression was dangerous like a panther, his swiftness top notch, his punches powerful, and his entire demeanour screamed dominance. The other guy had an advantage of a few inches over him but that didn't even matter. Elias owned the ring, as well as the support of the crowd.

Seeing him so controlled, so aggressive, turned me on. Badly. The added frustration of the changing rooms didn't help either. At one point of time, he had even looked at me between the fight and smirked. Stupid asshole. I wanted to wipe that smirk off his face and give him a taste of his own medicine. But my fucking vagina always, always surrendered. Elias made me submit willingly. All the damn time. None of these thoughts entered my head at that time. All I cared about was his domination, his charge.

He raised his fists in the air when they declared him the winner, motioning for the crowd to shout louder, grinning. He looked unbothered except for a strong punch to his stomach, and he walked out of the ring, towards the changing rooms. Midway through he changed his mind, turned around, his eyes meeting mine. They darkened with a promise, and he trudged towards me, the crowd parting away. People whispered among themselves when he stopped, bending down to whisper in my ear. "Wait in the car, I'll be five minutes."

"My car? Yours?" I asked back.

"Either. You're coming home with me. I'll drive the other one tomorrow."

I gulped and nodded. He waited till I stepped back and turned around. I had become the spotlight suddenly. Women glared at me, and I shook my head in amusement, strutting outside. I got inside my car since I didn't have his keys, and true to his word, Elias appeared out of the door in five minutes, looking freshly showered, hot and beautiful like always.

I got out, passing him to reach the passenger seat. He lightly grabbed my ass in the process, looking ahead and getting in the driver's seat. That was a plus point with him. Elias loved driving, and I hated it. He shifted the seat back to get more comfortable. Placing a hand on my knee, slowly creeping it up to the middle of my thigh, he turned the steering wheel with only hand. Fuck me. That was the hottest thing I'd seen in a long time.

"You hungry?" He looked at me from the corner of his eye. "I'm starving. For you, and food."

"Better get food then. Or you'll get tired in the middle of the night." I snorted.

He chuckled, squeezing my thigh. "I can be hungry for weeks and still fuck you an entire day. Don't challenge me, amor. We know how it goes."

The last time I'd challenged him he had made me order our food at a restaurant as he fingered me beneath the table. I shuddered, feeling my panties moisten when that memory resurfaced in my head, and his hand on thigh tightened because he knew what I'd been thinking. He'd been thinking the same.

We stopped by McDonald's to grab some food, but rushed the process. We were eager and desperate. I'd never gone this long without having sex with him ever since we started. Elias drove like a maniac to his apartment. I let him wrap an arm around my waist, grab my ass lightly while we were in the elevator. I looked up, winked. He made an effort to bite a smile, but complied later on. Only when we reached his penthouse and he shut the door behind him did he push me against the wall as I craned my neck up, meeting him halfway.

His hands were rough on my body, cupping my breasts through my shirt, going down, inside my shorts to squeeze my ass. I let mine wander inside his shirt, lifting it up and throwing it away. He pulled away, breathing hard. "Come with me."

I scrunched my eyebrows when he pulled me inside by my wrist. He didn't take us to the bedroom like I'd expected him to, increasing my confusion when he stood in front of the guest bedroom. Turning the knob around, I followed him inside. The bedroom was neatly made, not a speck of dust visible, very Elias like. I stopped short in my tracks when I saw the bed, what was kept on the bed. A pair of handcuffs. 

"You trust me?" He murmured, cupping my face and making me look up in his eyes.

"I do." I replied, looking back at the cuffs. That was when I noticed he'd changed the bedpost to a metallic one. His bedroom had a cloth bedpost. He wouldn't have been able to cuff me to his bed in there. "You've really thought this through, huh?"

He bent down to press his lips to mine, disconnecting them only to pull my t-shirt above my head, wrapping one of my legs around his waist, then the other one as well, making me clutch his shoulders. He walked us back to the bed, placing me on it softly, his hands reaching behind my back and expertly flicking away the hooks of my bra, throwing it away. 

"Give me your hands." He ordered quietly. 

He pushed me back slightly, grabbing the cuffs. Holding my hands, he looked at me to make sure again. He didn't do anything for an entire minute, just stared. Only when he was satisfied did he look down and cuff both of my wrists, wrapping his fingers around my neck and pushing me further down until I laid on the bed. 

The position felt a little too intimate, but I trusted Elias with all my heart. "What's your safe word?" He asked, grabbing my cuffed wrists and stretching them up to lock them on the bedpost. "Your safe word, amor?"

I took a deep breath. When I tried moving my hands, they didn't budge. I looked up in his eyes as he hovered over me, and while they were filled with raw passion and dominance, there was a fierce look of adore in them. It was Elias. The Elias who protected me with all his life. I was the safest here than I could be anywhere. "Dusk."

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There you go. This chapter was one of the longest I've written, only because I wanted to show that Elias wasn't just all about control and domination. A true dominant is always, always respectful and supporting, and cares about your comfort more than anything. And his priority will always be Ava's trust and reassurance.

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