Bound by Blood Box Set

by Lane Hart

  “You asked for it,” I said with a shrug. “I may have also been jealous and trying to show up those other bastards.”

  “You still ended up throwing me over your freaking shoulder again, didn’t you?” she asked with a smile and I couldn’t help my own.

  “Yeah, I guess it’s becoming a Sin tradition.”

  “Thank you, for, um, everything,” she said as her tears started falling again. I swear those damn things were like my kryptonite. As I weakened I put my arms around her again, pulling her against me and under the warm water. She stretched up and pressed her lips to mine.

  “Kate, don’t,” I said in warning.

  “I remember you kissing me on the bar, really kissing me,” she said as she looked up at me. “Even though you’re mad at me.” She leaned up and kissed me again. “And you took care of me, even though I didn’t deserve it. You held me while I was sick on the sidewalk.”

  “What you did … I’ve never been so fucking angry or heartbroken.”

  “I’m so sorry, Sam,” she said, and I saw the truth and regret in her eyes before she kissed me again.

  “Oh baby, even if you weren’t sorry I’d still want to be with you and take care of you,” I told her honestly.

  I realized at that moment why I still cared about her, despite what she’d done. How I felt about her was unconditional, unwavering, and unlimited. Dammit, I was in love with her.

  I pulled her to me and covered her mouth with mine, urgent and demanding. After a few minutes her mouth moved to my neck, down my chest, before she dropped to her knees. Her tongue started licking and teasing up and down my length. I had to lean back against the shower wall to hold myself up as she took me into her mouth as far as she could go.

  “Kate, stop,” I gasped. It felt wrong for her to do this right after my realization that I loved her. “You don’t have to do this... oh fuck!” She cupped my balls as she grabbed my ass with her other hand, thrusting me into her mouth deeper. After that my hips couldn’t stop thrusting toward her on their own until I was at my breaking point.

  “Stop or I’m going to come in your mouth,” I warned her. Instead, she sucked me harder, as I cursed and moaned through my orgasm.

  I laid my head back against the cold tile while I tried to recover. When I finally got myself under control and opened my eyes, Kate was standing under the showerhead, washing her hair and acting completely normal, like she hadn’t just blown the fuck out of me. She occasionally smiled but she refused to look at me, pretending like I wasn’t there. I was so losing the game that I’d started playing with her, but being a loser in this situation didn’t really seem like a bad thing.

  When all the suds were gone I reached and turned off the faucet.

  “Oh, so have I finally washed all the puke off of me?” she asked looking over at me as she wrung her long hair out.

  “Yeah, I think so,” I told her as I looked her over from head to toe, lingering on certain areas of her anatomy much longer than others. “I know why you did that.”

  “Are you still mad at me?” she asked hesitantly.

  “Yes. No. I don’t know,” I told her honestly with a sigh. “It’s hard for me to think about anything except for you standing their naked after what you just did.”

  “Then I guess it worked, even though I don’t have much experience,” she said before she looked away and blushed.

  “Could’ve fooled me.”

  “I’m sure it was pretty obvious to someone like you, who’s been with hundreds, that I haven’t.”

  “You know damn well I fucking enjoyed myself. Kate, please don’t go back to being insecure with me.” When she looked away I knew that was still one of her issues that she hadn’t let go of.

  “Kate, look at me. I swear to you the fact that you are inexperienced has never crossed my mind, just now or the other times I’ve been with you. Well, other than the fact that I don’t want to disappoint you by failing to live up to whatever preconceived ideas or expectations you might have.” I couldn’t help but laugh as I ran my hand through my dripping wet hair. “You know, maybe I ought to let you fuck a club full of men so you’ll realize that none of them will ever care about you as much as I do. Being with you just feels right, and it has nothing to do with experience.” Because I love you, I thought silently to myself.

  I couldn’t take the cold or her silence any more so I reached and grabbed my towel from the rack, offering it to her. “Are you ready to get out so I can take you home?”

  “Well, um, since it’s so late can I just sleep here tonight? I can get my purse tomorrow.”

  “No,” I told her honestly. Her mouth dropped open in hurt at what she thought was my refusal. “If you stay here you’re not going to get any sleep. I’m going to fuck you so many times you’ll lose count. And tonight ‘fuck’ is the only term that applies to what I’m going to do to you.” Maybe then she’ll realize there’s a difference, and that the other night was so much more.

  “Oh,” she said, then smiled. “I’m not really tired anyway.” She shouldn’t be after having my blood. That shit’s better than any energy drink, and just thinking about how I was going to wear her ass out was almost enough to make me come.

  Kate crossed the small distance between us and, ignoring the towel, pressed herself against me, stretching until her arms went around my neck. I rubbed my hands down her back, grabbing her ass and raising it for her to wrap her legs around my waist. My lips and tongue went down her neck while I warned her what I wanted to do.

  “Kate, if you stay with me then my door is going to be wide open all night. I want him to hear you scream when I go down on you and every time you come when I fuck you. I want to be in you for hours, however long it takes for me to get over my anger, drinking from you while I’m inside you, and I really don’t give a shit if he sees us. I want to make damn sure that he knows he’s never going to touch you or fuck you again.”

  “We can do anything you want, Sam,” she said, and then it was on.

  My mouth swallowed hers and our tongues became urgent as I carried her to my bed, not giving a fuck that we were still dripping wet. Laying her down I wasted no time kissing a trail from her breasts to stomach, not letting myself get distracted from my destination. My need for her almost made me frantic before I decided I’d rather frustrate her by going slowly and deliberately. I wanted to make her beg me for it like she’d begged him. Spreading her thighs I licked one long stroke between her legs.

  “Oh God yes!” she moaned as she squirmed.

  I moved my hands up to hold her hips down then kissed and licked the inside of her thighs and low on her pelvis, everywhere around where she wanted me to go, before I thrust my tongue into her center once more. Her hands went to my hair as she tried to keep my mouth on her.

  “Sam! Please don’t stop,” she gasped as her back arched, so I gave her more of what she was begging for before pulling back again.

  “Did you scream his name when he fucked you?” I asked as I continued to torture her with teasing stops and starts.

  “No, oh!” she moaned as her pelvis tried to come off the bed, but my hands made that impossible

  “Was his mouth here?” I asked her, then, with a thrust of my tongue, showed her exactly where I meant.

  “No, you’re the only one ... oh fuck that feels good!”

  After that the only sounds she made were wordless screams and moans before she came.

  I couldn’t wait any longer to get in her, wanting to feel her warm wetness on my dick before her spasms stopped, then bring her again and again. My anger had been replaced with a need to possess her each and every way possible.

  “Roll over baby,” I told her as I raised up on my knees. She slowly moved to her stomach, while still trying to catch her breath.

  I pulled her by her legs across the bed to me, then spread them as I climbed up behind her. Pulling her hips up, I slid into her with one long, slow, deep thrust.

  When she cried out loud and sudden I thoug
ht I’d been too rough.

  “Did I hurt you?” I asked, unable to pull out of her unless she ordered me too.

  “No! Don’t stop!” Thank God because I wasn’t sure if I could. The way she felt around me was too good.

  I pulled her hips back and pushed into her at the same time. Each stroke was deeper and harder than the last. Kate cried out with every thrust, longer and louder each time. When she came screaming again, her insides tightening around my dick was the best fucking feeling in the world.

  About that time I heard the bastard’s bedroom door open. I knew he was watching, but I didn’t give a shit. I wanted him to see us so he’d lose whatever fucking fantasies he had about ever being with her again.

  My fangs were out and ready to go into Kate’s neck that was oh-so-close. Sliding my hands from her hips around to cup her breasts, I raised her up off the bed and pulled her back against my chest.

  “Kate?” I asked as I licked down the side of her neck.

  “Yes,” she moaned. I felt her sharp intake of breath when I quickly struck her. I sucked while I kept pounding and pouring into her until there was nothing left in me.

  By the time I finished, Kate’s body had gone limp against mine, so I laid her back down on her stomach while she recovered. Brushing her hair up and out of the way, I pierced my tongue and licked the punctures on her neck closed, before kissing down her shoulders and back, making her shiver.

  “Are ... you ... alright?” I rasped out.

  She barely gave me a nod, and when I pulled out of her she whimpered. I laid down beside her to see her face that was still pressed into the bed. Her eyes were closed and she was laying completely still. I had to push her wet hair back behind her ear so I could see her better.

  “You sure I didn’t hurt you?” I asked, growing more concerned. It sounded like pleasure, not pain, and she’d told me not to stop.

  When she opened her eyes they looked heavy lidded and tired. She smiled at me before closing them again. “I really want you to do that again. As soon as I recover from this time. That was…it still feels…Oh God!”

  I laughed. She was still having aftershocks and I wanted to help her finish all the way through them.

  She was still on her stomach so I slid my hand under her, wedging it between her and the bed. She screamed when I barely touched her on her smooth outside, then convulsed as I pushed my fingers into her, rubbing her, working her at just the right spot, making her come over and over again. I didn’t dare cover her mouth while she whimpered and moaned, and I didn’t know or care if he was still in the house or not.

  I kept Kate writhing against my hand until I was ready to go again. I pulled her up and sat her on my erection as I thrust into her. We both screamed out then. She arched her back as she moaned, her eyes closed and her head back as she rode me.

  “I call next, and damn, she’s even hotter than I remember,” Chris said from my bedroom door. Kate didn’t stop moving but looked down at me as if asking what she should to do.

  “Up to her … but I’m pretty fucking sure … I know what her answer will be. Kate, do you want to fuck him?”

  She shook her head no.

  “Are you okay?” I asked her in case she wanted to stop since he was watching.

  “Yes, oh!” she gasped.

  I kept moving her on me, holding her hips and thrusting into her until she lost herself to only the feeling of me being in her again. Her eyes had closed as she moaned, bracing her palms on my chest.

  “If she didn’t feel…so fucking good on me … I would knock you the fuck out,” I told him.

  “Why’d you leave your door open unless you wanted to share, you know, like with those sluts we had over the other night?” he asked, lying.

  Kate’s eyes opened again, her body going still before she looked over to him standing in the doorway. Glancing over I noticed his face was still swollen from earlier, so he probably couldn’t even see much of what was actually going on. I went ahead and stopped, knowing Kate was having doubts.

  “He’s lying Kate. You’re the first woman I’ve had in my bed in five years, because that asshole was a fucking cat.”

  “You know I meant Monday. I sure as hell wasn’t a cat that night when we fucked those strippers.” He really had a death wish.

  I rolled over until I was on top of Kate, still in her as I leaned down to kiss her. “He’s lying. I swear to you that I haven’t been with anyone in this fucking house in five years.”

  Kate’s eyes searched mine and then her hands brought my face back down to hers. She kissed me then raised her hips up to mine, making me forget everything else for the next few minutes until she screamed out and another orgasm had her tightening around me again.

  “Kate, did you tell him you screamed the same way when you came both times for me? Oh, and that we were naked and you had my dick in your mouth before you ever remembered his name?”

  That comment was meant to hurt me, and it fucking worked. I could tell by the look on Kate’s face he was telling the truth.

  “I know he doesn’t believe me, but didn’t you actually beg me to fuck you and then blow me before I ever told you about him being with the strippers?”

  I saw a tear fall from Kate’s eye, and knew that was the truth too. He was pulling out whatever he could to try and come between us because he knew he’d lost. But shit if it didn’t still hurt like a son of a bitch.

  I rolled us back over so Kate was laying on my chest. Her hair covered her face and mine as I kissed the tear on her check and then her lips as I held her against me. I wanted her to know I didn’t care what he said. I wanted to be with her, and nothing was going to change that.

  It didn’t take long before she was ready to go again. She raised up and cried out when she lowered herself onto me again.

  “Oh Sam! You feel so fucking good in me. You’re so much bigger than him,” she moaned, trying, and I’m sure succeeding, in making him feel inadequate. She moved her hair from the side of her neck, offering it to me again.

  “Oh hell yes,” I told her. I raised up, pressing my chest against hers and wrapped my arms tightly around her while I stayed in her.

  I kissed up her neck before I struck her again, trying not to drink as much from her this time.

  “Oh fuck!” she screamed as she kept sliding up and down me. My mouth was still on her neck when I felt her start to tighten again. “Oh God! Why didn’t I … let you do this before?” she asked.

  And damn if I didn’t wonder the same thing as one of the best fucking orgasms of my life exploded from me.

  “You can fuck her all day and night for the rest of your life, and you’ll never knock her up,” was Chris’s final comment before I heard the front door slam, and I couldn’t have cared less.

  Several hours later I finally collapsed on top of Kate, and was ready to call it a night.

  “Are … you … trying to … kill me?” she asked from under me as she caught her breath.

  “I don’t think I could ever get enough of you. You are amazing, you know that?”

  “Ha! I’m amazing? You just made me come so many times I forgot my own name. It starts with a ‘K’ right?”

  I laughed. “That’s the best compliment anyone’s ever given me,” I told her then I was finally able to roll us to our sides so I wouldn’t crush her. I smiled as I pushed Kate’s now dry but sweaty hair off her face.

  “I think we might need another shower,” I told her.

  “Isn’t a shower what started this all?” she asked smiling with her eyes closed.

  I kissed her then raised up to look at the clock beside my bed.

  “Dammit, it’s already six. I’ve got to be up in an hour so there’s no point in going to sleep now.”

  “Don’t go. Don’t you get sick days or vacation days?” Kate asked as she curled up to my chest.

  “I could use a day off. What time is your first class?”

  “I’m not going.”

  “What?”

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p; “I only have two classes on Thursdays. I’m going to skip them if you’ll stay with me today.”

  “I was afraid this would happen,” I teased her as I tried to pull the covers over us, which was difficult since we were laying the wrong way on the bed and we had thrown almost everything off at some point during our fuckathon.

  “Afraid what would happen?”

  “My slacker tendencies are rubbing off on you,” I told her as I pulled her to me. “Now will you please quit fucking me so I can finally get some sleep?”

  “Oh, I guess I’ll let you rest for a few minutes. Goodnight Sam,” she said as she kissed my chest.

  “Goodnight Kate. I’m sorry about earlier. I shouldn’t have left my door open. It was a real jackass thing for me to do to you out of jealousy.”

  “It was a little um, awkward, but I’ll do whatever it takes to show you I don’t give a shit about him. I never did, and it was only some sort of biological response I really wish I could have ignored. Actually, it was sort of a turn on, so you can leave the door open all the time if you want.”

  I laughed. “Really? Voyeurism is your thing huh? I’ll have to remember that.”

  “Not with just anyone, but he’s already seen me naked. I know he wants to fuck me again, so I guess I liked showing him that I only want you, and how good you make me feel. He could stand to learn a few things from you too,” she said with a sigh, reminding me what she’d told me earlier.

  I shot up out of the bed when the image of him and her naked together knocked the air out of me.

  “Tell me. I want to know all of it, what you did with him. Otherwise I’ll just keep thinking about it and wondering, and it’ll drive me insane. When you were drunk you said he hurt you. Did you mean it?”

  “Are you sure you want to know?” she asked as she looked up at me.

  “No. Yes. Yes, just tell me.”

  Kate told me he’d shown up on her doorstep and she had thought it was me. That he asked to come in, and the lust started instantaneously. They started taking their clothes off and he said he wanted her begging him on her knees before he’d fuck her. Around that time she tried to stop him and told him she didn’t want to hurt me. He told her about the strip club and said that I’d brought home two other girls. He told her he’d help her forget about me. Then he was on top of her on the couch and hurt her then she had to insist he go get a condom. After it was over he realized she was crying and left.