"Oh well, I am sorry I do not please you ...my lord."
I said the 'my lord' part very mockingly and pulled on the words to make my point clear, but only a small smile spread on his lips. He did not give me the reaction I wished for. He leaned back and threw one leg over the other.
"What is your name?" he asked.
Now he wanted to know my name? He was so confusing, and I did not like this.
"Why can't you just let me go?"
"Why can't you answer my question?" he asked.
"I could ask you the same thing!" I said.
He clearly found my frustration funny and tried his hardest not to laugh. To him, I was hardly any threat, and he probably just saw me as some small little thing trying to act big.
"Your name," he said in a more commanding tone.
I crossed my arms and looked annoyed at him.
"Will you let me go if I tell you?" I asked.
I was unsure if it was a yes when he shrugged a little, but it seemed like I had no real choice. In one way or another, he would figure it out.
"Lara," I said and let my arms fall. "Lara Smith."
"Lara."
The way he said my name ... It sounded almost like he purred it in some way, and it had my body shivering in unexplainable ways, and my ears were pleased with the sound he made. How had he made my name sound so ... delicious almost?
"Now, I can go?"
"I didn't say that," he said darkly.
"What do you want from me?" I sneered. "I am not here to entertain you!"
"No, you are here to please me," he said and smiled cruelly.
I rolled my eyes and groaned frustrated. It felt like we were going in circles. Had I not already made it clear to him, that I was not his plaything?! I was my own and no one controlled or told me what to do!
"Go find a prostitute for that, or just any other woman, wolf, vampire, or human, I am sure they won't have to be asked twice!"
"But you clearly do," he said with his stupid smug smile.
"I am not them!" I said. "I don't want anything to do with you!"
"Why is that?" he asked.
"What?"
"Well, you made it quite clear that I just have to go find another woman out there and they would be ready to please me, in any way I wanted, but you ... you for some reason ... don't. The one who has actually caught my interest in years suddenly does not want anything to do with me," he said.
"Shocker," I said mockingly. "Have I ruined your streak?"
He just laughed at that and shook his head lightly while leaning it to the side, and placing his hand underneath it, as to support it a little, while his dark eyes watched me. I felt weirdly ... naked ... but I was wearing clothes. I was certain of it, and yet I found myself looking down at myself. Yes, wearing clothes. Good to know.
"Stop looking at me like that," I said and looked at him again.
"Like what?"