by Holly Carter
The music continues to flow through the walls.
“I can’t wait to fucking go, just let me go.” I scream back. “Let me out of this stupid punishment bullshit.”
“What is greed, Kat?”
“Fuck off, Hunter.” I step forward, as he pushes me back again.
“What is greed?” his voice is calm, steady.
“I’m not doing this with you; I need to get back to work.” I once again go to step forward, but Hunter hands comes up and wraps around my neck keeping me still, my eyes float to his.
“Greed.”
“Me,” I whisper. “I’m the definition of greed with you. I’m greedy for every fucking thing you give me. Every feeling you make me feel when I’m with you is greed. It’s excessive, I want more. Crave more.”
I try to avert my gaze but Hunter brings my eyes back to his. He brings his other hand up and runs the back of his fingers down my cheek, and over my parted lips.
“Not the answer I wanted, but it will do.” Hunter leans in and brushes his moist lips over mine.
I hum and close my eyes when Hunter kisses the corner of my mouth, once on each side before he pulls away.
“I had a good punishment for Gluttony, but seems the one you got earlier was enough.”
My eyes spring open and I look at Hunter.
“Gluttony?” I question, my voice barely a whisper.
“Yes. The craving you feel for it. You experienced that when you allowed another man to whip you.” Hunter’s grip tightens slightly then weakens, but he doesn’t let me go.
“Hunter I...”
“I don’t know why I care, but I do. I wanted to kill my brother and god knows what I wanted to do to you.” Hunter leans in closer when his voice gets rough, edgy. “I have never felt like that in my life. Seeing that caused so much rage within me, I couldn’t get it out. What you saw, was me mildly pissed off, I was wrath inside.”
“Hunter, please understand I needed it. I needed it just for a moment and you were not here.” I try to reason but he doesn’t care. And to be honest, I don’t blame him.
“Which brings me to the Gluttony thing...you’re a glutton for punishment, doesn’t matter who dishes it. You Kat are a fucking submissive.”
“I am not a submissive, I’m stronger than that.” I seethe as I speak. His words are lies.
“You need to think about what you really are because the person you portray is not the person you are and I think you know that.” Hunter lets my neck go and steps back.
I rub my hands over the skin where Hunter held me.
A loud knock sounds at the door and Hunter walks over to open it. When the door opens, Arrow walks in and starts talking but stops when he sees me.
“Shit, sorry, I’ll come back.” Arrow looks from Hunter to me and back again.
“Good idea.” Hunter walks to the door and opens it.
I catch the corner of Arrow’s face and notice the mark from when he and Hunter had a sparring match, but fresh marks appear on the other side.
“Arrow.” I call, walking towards him. “What the hell happened to your face?”
I cup his face in my hands and turn his head from side to side. He flinches when I touch the bruised cheek. He tries to pull his head from my grip but I grip his face tighter. I look at Hunter when he closes the door and shakes his head. Hunter fucking hit Arrow...
“What the fuck happened?” I shout at Arrow who flinches again.
“Kat, it’s none of your concern.” Arrow has an aggressive tone to his voice, and I don’t like it.
I let him go and watch him walk to the door; he stops in front of Hunter and looks at him. The exchange between the men is quick before Arrow leaves. I watch as Hunter practically slams the door on Arrow’s exit.
“What the fuck did you do to him, Hunter?” I shout, throwing my hands in the air.
“I hit him okay, I fucking drilled him for touching you; you are mine, not his.” Hunter shouts back, pacing the floor.
“You had no right to take that out on him, I did it. I begged him. I begged him to fucking hurt me.” I scream the anger radiates off my body.
“You fucking come to me, you don’t go to him. I’m the one you beg,” Hunter stops pacing and makes his way to me. “I’m the one you fucking beg, you hear me, Kat?”
When he reaches me, Hunter lifts my dress over my head revealing my complete nakedness underneath. His eyes rake my over body before meeting my own, and that’s when I notice the fire in his eyes. I step back against the wall when he steps closer to me. Every sense I have is telling me to walk away, to get away while I can, to not submit to this man...But the irrational part of me is telling me that I’ll love it, and I’ll get through it...that I need to feel this.
As my body hits the wall, the coolness from the wall sends a shudder through me. I suck in a harsh breath when Hunter brings his fingers up to his shirt and starts to slowly unbutton it. His smooth, rock hard body glistens with sweat. I hate that I am affected by this man. I want to go home, to Sailor’s and never come back...
"I've been thinking about you all fucking night, Kat." Hunter’s eyes continue to darken.
My already moist core tightens in anticipation on a promise. He steps forward, caging me between his hard body and the cold wall. When his shirt is fully open, he brings his hands up to my shoulders and racks them down my arms.
"It’s too late to be scared. Remember what I said about fear?" his breath is hot against my flesh.
Before I can answer, he grips my hips almost painfully and pulls my body tight against his.
“I can’t control this feeling anymore, Kat. Sometimes I don't trust myself with you and wish you'd run from me,” he whispers, his voice nervous yet dangerous.
I'm truly shocked by his words. Did he just tell me to run? I have never trusted anyone the way I trust Hunter. He brings out this powerful woman in me; he makes me feel like I can handle the world and anything it throws at me. But I also feel like I’m finally cracking into the hard shell this beautiful, perfectly broken man. He has been chipping away at my layers for days and here I am, where I think I truly want to be and he tells me he'd wish I'd run...
Instinct comes back...
"No," I reach up and grab his face roughly in my hands, bringing his eyes level with mine. "I'm not running. Do your worst Hunter, hurt me, control me, and punish me. But don't push me away."
Hunter blinks a few times; the words I have spoken slowly sink in.
I don't have time to process what I've just said, and before I know what’s happening, I'm picked up and thrown on the desk. The contents of glasses smash as they hit the floor. Papers go flying as I wipe them off with my hands. My back hits the desk with a hard thud and it fucking hurts, but I don’t care. I moan in delight as I watch Hunter tear at his pants, freeing his rock hard length. I instantly lick my lips.
"If I didn't want to fuck you so bad, I would make you suck me first." Hunter growls, before positioning himself at my entrance.
"I like it when you're rough, don't take pity on me now." I tease, and then suck in a breath as he drives wildly into me.
He rams into me over and over again as his fingers dig into the flesh on my hips. I rack my nails down his chest leaving red marks in their wake. I wrap my legs around his waist and hold on tight as he fucks me hard. My back rubs against the desk and tears spring to my eyes. The pain is excruciating, almost like being whipped over and over again. Hunter stops moving suddenly and looks down at me, the fire in his eyes not even close to being extinguished.
“Beg me, Kat. Beg me to fuck you.” It’s a breathless statement.
But I refuse.
I can’t do it...
“No.”
Hunter pulls his cock most of the way out, only the tip rests inside me. I squirm against him trying to get some more penetration from him. He holds me still as I struggle to move.
“Say it.” Hunter growls, feeding me more of his cock instead of taking it away.
“No.
” I shout the music outside drowning my cries.
“Be a good girl and say it.” Hunter slowly brings his tip out, than puts it back in. He does this several times, until I’m bucking under his hands, my body portraying my mind and wanting more.
“Please, just....” I bite my lip to stop myself.
Hunter continues to tease with the tip of his cock; his eyes rack my body at the same time. He bites his lips when he moves a hand from my waist to my breast, cupping it. He pinches my nipple between his thumb and finger, applying the right amount of pressure in the wrong circumstance. I buck against him again and again. I need more...
“Say it.” Hunter says, pinching, rolling than pulling my nipple sending shivers over my body.
I roll my head from side to side, saying, no, no, no...
His hand leaves my breast and travels down my stomach towards my sex. He rubs my clit once, and again...He takes his cock out of my cunt and pushes his fingers into my soaked core rubbing the right spot over and over. I feel my muscles clench but as soon as they do, Hunter stops moving his fingers. I stop shaking my head and look at him.
“Please, I want to come.”
“You will come around my cock, not my fingers. Now beg.” He starts moving his fingers in rhythm with the loud thuds from the bass.
I will my body to listen to my mind but it fails me, the build-up happens again and I breathe through it trying to hold it off or make it happen faster, I’m not quite sure. I want to come but I don’t want to give him the satisfaction right now. Once again my muscles start to clamp around his fingers and it’s in reach, I can feel it so close as Hunter continues to finger fuck me.
“No.” Hunter pulls his fingers out suddenly leaving me empty and wanting.
“Fuck me.” I shout.
“Excuse me?”
“Fuck me, Hunter. Fuck me hard.” I scream, the voice I call out in, I don’t recognise. “I want you to make me come. Please, make me come.”
Hunter’s cock is in me seconds later, driving wildly in and out. I moan and groan, hum and ah continuously. I grab his arms and squeeze them tight as I build up again. Its fast and I want to delay it for some fucked up reason, I want to wait... but I can’t. Hunter brings his cock all the way out before he rams into me harder and harder.
“Look at me when you come.” He shouts, as he grunts.
“No.” it’s simple.
“Look at Me.” his hand grips my neck, the same way it did before. He brings my head to meet his eyes and I’m fucking lost at the same time.
I scream my release, my muscles clenching him tight. He continues to fuck me hard, as I bring my finger to my clit and rub it hard; one orgasm rolls into another. I feel Hunter change his pace and his breathing changes too. He’s close too. He rocks hard into me a few more times.
“Watch me as I come inside you.” He groans, as he pours his release inside me.
It’s sexy watching this man cum. It’s almost dangerously addictive... and as we know, I’m and addict.
Chapter Twenty-Four
I lay in bed for hours thinking about the next week and how I can’t wait to get back to my old life. The clock drives me insane with its tick tock, tick tock and I just want to scream, “Shut the fuck up.” Hunter made me beg like a fucking dog and only now do I feel for it. That man could possibly charm the pants of a nun with his antics and then some. I roll over and try to get comfortable for the tenth time tonight. The music has died off, but the rooms around the palace are pretty full tonight from what I heard in passing.
Several new Masters have come to try out the renovated rooms that apparently I had no idea were ready for use. Hunter forbade me to go near them and while I know he’s sound asleep next door, I also know he will find out if I sneak down and have a look. Simon is on my mind right now and I hate it. I wished the whole scenario was a bad dream, I haven’t woken up from, but I know it’s real. Everything in my life turns to shit when that wall drops enough to let the demons in.
I roll over again and throw a pillow into the darkness. I’m frustrated, agitated and kind of content all in one. I want to hide these feelings that seem to boil at the worst times and now that I know that Simon is back, I have no choice but to run again. The moment I walk out these doors, I’m going to get my shit and fuck right off until he catches me again. I close my eyes and think of the next place to run. I know it’s got to be somewhere he will never find me.
I relax as the thought of sandy white beaches comes to mind. The sound as the waves hit the shore echo in my mind. It’s beautiful. It’s secluded. It’s paradise.
“Come on Kat, the water won’t hurt you.” He says kicking the salty water at my half naked body.
“It’s too cold, I’ll freeze.” I say, running towards the sand and out of the water.
I hear the sound of feet thumping on wet sand. He’s catching me and I laugh as I try to run faster but he catches me, picking me and swinging me around. When he puts me down I run again, but he tackles me into the sand. I roll onto my back when I hit the sand and he lies on top of me; we both are laughing hysterically. His smile fades into something more serious and so does mine. His hand cups my face as he brings his lips to mine, licking as he asks me to open for him.
“You are so beautiful, do you know that?” he whispers against my mouth.
“You tell me every day.” I smile as he kisses me gently.
Everything in my life has changed. Who I was, and who I have become now. I never thought I could be happy with anyone else, but I was wrong. He makes me happier than anyone ever has and I have learnt to love. My heart feels full instead of empty. I crave the pain that he delivers but it’s not the bad pain I want anymore, it’s the heart stopping, toe curling, nail biting pain you get before you get relief. It’s explosive, it’s aggressive...it’s fucking love.
The waves continue to hit the shore as he continues to kiss me. With gentle coaxing and rubbing from his tongue to mine, I’m feeling the moisture build between my legs. His free hand cups my breast before he pulls the thin material down. I feel the breeze on my damp skin and it sends tiny tingles all over my body. He brushes his thumb against my hardened nipple and I moan gently. He goes from gentle to dominating in a matter of seconds, when he wraps his hand around my neck to hold me still while his mouth moves from mine. I lie still as he bites my nipple then sucks on it; I can feel the blood pooling to the surface. He smiles against my skin before he blows gently turning those tiny shivers into bigger ones.
He sucks on my collarbone as he works his way back up my body. His grip loosens when he releases his hand so he can bite into my flesh. He loves to mark me like that; it lets him know I’m his and only his. I close my eyes briefly and enjoy the feel of him. I always have enjoyed the way his body feels against mine. I open my eyes when his face meets mine again. The face I see staring back at me isn’t the face I started with.
I run down the hallway and into Hunter’s room as fast as I can. The sound of him snoring becomes louder, as I drift down the halls and get closer. I open the door, and slam it closed behind me before running and jumping on the bed next to him.
“What the fuck.” Hunter says, sitting up in fast forward mode.
“I had a bad dream, please just let me sleep here,” I say, climbing under the sheet as Hunter leans over to the turn the bedside lamp on.
“Kat, look at me.” he commands softly.
I turn a little and look up at his sleepy face.
“Are you okay?” he reaches over and wipes the stray tear that runs down my cheek.
“Fine.” I pull my face away and roll onto my side.
Hunter leaves the light on but lies down beside me. He pulls me tight against his body, my back to his front. I feel secure and safe in this moment and god knows, I shouldn’t be here or thinking what I am. My pulse starts to race and my heart starts to fill with feeling. I need a distraction and I need it now.
“How many sins do I have left?” I ask, slightly rolling to see his face.
“Three.”
“I want one now.” I basically demand it.
Hunter laughs and kisses my hair. He thinks I’m kidding and I don’t like it. I roll over in his arms and face him. Bringing my hands up to his face, I grip it and bring it closer to mine.
“Please?” I say, kissing the corner of his mouth.
I linger a little longer than I wanted, trying to tempt him to give in or kiss me back. I actually hoped he would kiss me back, because damn, I wanted that too.
“Patience.” Hunter growls.
“No, I want it now.” I demand, growling low in my throat when I do.
“Last warning, behave and have patience.” Hunter grabs my hands from his face and holds them in his.
I pull them out of his grip and start to run my fingers over his bare chest. I can feel the skin turn to bumps under my touch and I giggle. This time Hunter growls, but before I can stop laughing he has me pinned beneath him, hands above my head, his legs separate mine.
“You.Are.Testing.My.Patience.” He growls again, as he rubs his hardening cock against me.
“Good.”
I hear a rattle of something as Hunter reaches towards the bedside table. Next, I feel cold metal wrap around one wrist than the other. I go to pull my hand forward but can’t. That motherfucker has cuffed me to the bed. I open my mouth to give him a piece of my mind but his mouth is on mine. I try to be stubborn and not kiss him in return, but I can’t help when he coaxes his tongue with mine. It’s when I start to really enjoy the feeling that he pulls away and gets off the bed.
“Where are you going?” I shout, watching him put on a shirt and jeans.
“I remembered I had something to do, you just stay there.” Hunter says, laughing as he walks to the door.
I pull against the restraints as I curse. Hunter opens the door, the sound of the continuing party flows through the room.
“Don’t you fucking leave me here?” I shout, pulling at the restraints again.
“Patience, Kat.” Hunter yells, leaving the room.
I continue to scream and shout for god knows how long. I try the nasty way, then the sweet way where I suck it up a little and say how sorry I am. Of course I even beg. But he doesn’t return. I look around for something; anything to try and pick the locks on my cuffs but nothing is in close reach. Right now, I regret asking him to punish me...