“You’ll heal in two to three days. Still the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.” His eyes glinted. “Maybe we should give it a rest.”
“Okay.” I began to sit up but he grabbed me by my breasts and pushed me down. “I said stay down.”
I laid back while he brought his mouth to my nipples and devoted equal time to each, kissing, sucking and nibbling each one until I was squirming on the bed, wanting him inside of me.
“No, baby. We’re going to try something different tonight.” He dipped his head down and assaulted my mouth with his own, his teeth grazing my lips before sliding his tongue inside. I felt like I was drowning, with both hands on either side of my face, I could not turn away. I could barely breathe; I felt like he was stealing my very breath. Then he covered my nose with his hand and I really could not breathe. I opened my mouth to gasp for air and he covered my mouth with his own.
I still couldn’t breathe and began fighting against his strength, all the while aware that the soft, wet place between my thighs ached with need.
He leaned back and kissed my face. “Breathe, Rain. Breathe.”
I took several deep breaths of sweet, fresh air, allowing it to flood my lungs before he covered my nose and mouth with the palm of his hand. His other hand slid lower, stopping to gently caress my moist center.
I couldn’t help myself. I spread my legs wide hoping he’d enter me again. But his finger slid lower to my… I stopped writhing and froze as his finger gently prodded the tight space between my buttocks.
I bit and licked at his hand trying to get him to remove it. My screams were muffled by his hand, though I could see him clearly.
“Do you remember your safe word, Rain?”
I nodded and he removed his hand from my nose and mouth. “Then you might want to say it now.”
Eyes wide, I took in more air before speaking. “What are you doing down there?”
His finger gently caressed the tiny hidden entrance without pressing inside. “Have you ever?”
“No. Never.” I gulped, not sure that I ever wanted to.
He licked his lips and his finger pressed harder against the entrance almost slipping inside. “A virgin then?” His voice was low, almost harsh. He leaned forward and kissed my breasts, tugging at them with his teeth. “You mean no one has ever popped your anal cherry?”
He bit down hard on my nipple and I arched upward, squealing with pleasure and pain. And with that movement, his finger slipped inside of me, just a bit but enough for me to be afraid to move, afraid to breathe, overwhelmed by the feeling of something being inside me.
He licked my ear, tugged at the lobe with his teeth. “Your safe word, baby,” he whispered in my ear. “Say it now.”
I turned to look at him and kissed his lush mouth. “Or what?”
He kissed me back. “Or I’m going to fuck you in your pretty little tight virgin asshole.”
Oh.
A feral expression crossed his face, and he pressed his finger deeper and a low moan unfurled from my throat. An odd mix of burning sensation, a stretching of muscles and an intense wave of pleasure emitted from deep within me.
He slowly pushed his finger and then pulled it out and I closed my eyes, vaguely aware of the world around me as waves of pleasure washed over me.
“You’re so tight, Rain. I’m trying to make this more comfortable for you.”
I remembered the size of his erection and my eyes flew open. There was no way he could fit, no way he could…he must’ve read my mind or my worried expression because he only smiled at me reassuringly.
“Don’t worry, baby. You’re going to take it. I’ll make sure of that.” He pushed in a second finger and the sensation of being filled was so intense I almost felt like I was having an out of body experience.
And then I was afraid. His words returned to me. There are things you don’t know about me. I’m not…good. It occurred to me that there was something very dark hiding inside of him, something dangerous and sinister that I’d never picked up on, or maybe I’d decided not to see.
Dangerous or not, there was only one thing that mattered to me. “Do you think another man can love me better than you?”
He didn’t answer me. Instead he reached over me, pulled open a drawer from an end table and retrieved a small clear bottle. “Lube,” he responded when I looked at him. He applied practically the entire bottle, pouring it inside of me and then working his finger inside of me until there was no pain, only pleasure.
When he was done, he placed the empty bottle onto the table and sat back on his knees, his shaft long, thick and hard. Ready. His eyes fastened onto mine. “I love you, Rain. The question is, will you love me back after I’m done with you?”
Drunk with overstimulation and still aching with need, I could barely register his warning, though some part of me realized there was an ominous tone to his words. “Of course I love you. Why would you ask me that? What do you mean?”
The doorbell rang.
He avoided my eyes when he stood. “That’ll be our food. And I’ll get you more wine.”
* * * * *
Nothing was working out as planned. How had Rain ended up in my bad with her clothes torn to bits on the floor? I placed the bag of takeout on the counter and popped the cork on another bottle of Syrah. I filled another glass for Rain, half of one for myself.
I needed to make Rain realize that I was not the man for her. I needed her to leave me on her own accord and so far, me asking nicely had not worked. I hated doing this, it was fucking breaking my heart to see her cry, see her hurt. But it was better this way, better to hurt her now strategically, instead of later when everything could get messy and ugly.
I corked the wine bottle, grabbed the wine glasses and began my descent up the stairs, still ruminating on Plan B. I would hold nothing back from her tonight. I would show her the fucking animal that lived within. I would release the savage, brutal monster I’d kept hidden from her. I would make her hate me. And then she’d leave. She’d leave me and never look back. Heartbroken again, but safe.
When I entered the bedroom, I saw that she was under the slate gray and blue comforter with the sheet pulled demurely over her chest. She’d taken her hair out of its ponytail and it framed her face and past her shoulders in a wild tangle of silky curls.
“We can eat later.” I handed her the glass of wine and set mine on an end table. I went to my closet and pulled out a black duffel bag. I sat it on the bed beside her, dropping the bag at my feet.
She sipped her wine slowly, her eyes darting to the bag.
“Just stuff,” I smiled at her. I pulled out a roll of silver duct tape and ripped off a long piece, tearing it with my teeth.
“You really love that stuff don’t you?” Her lips twitched into a nervous smile.
“It’s useful.” She still had half a glass of wine left but I was impatient to get started. I took the glass from her and placed it on the end table beside us. “Your arms?”
She held them out in front of her, but I shook my head. “Above your head.”
“Oh?” She looked at me but did as I directed, the sheet slipping from her body in the process. And I was again reminded of how exquisite her body was, the golden color, the delicate contours and toned body. I stood and wrapped the tape tightly around her wrists.
She tried to wiggle her wrists but couldn’t. She looked at me, only slightly alarmed. “It’s tight.”
I picked up her glass and brought it to her lips. “Drink up.”
Her amber eyes met mine over the rim of the glass but she did as I said. I placed the empty glass down. “On your knees. Face down, ass up.”
Her eyebrows dipped down and she opened her mouth like she wanted to object, but she complied, getting on all fours with her bound wrists stretched out before her.
I tore off another strip of tape, feeling som
ething cold slither down my spine.
She looked at me over her shoulder. “What’s that for?” Her voice had raised an octave.
I grabbed her by one foot and pulled her to me and taped her ankles together. Now she would be forced to stay on her knees with her beautiful tawny ass a perfect target for my assault.
“Kael, what are you doing?”
I rubbed my hand across her backside and then smacked it with as much force as I could muster.
She yelped in pain, eyes wide with fear. “Kael?”
I smacked her again and she moaned. I ignored the sound, instead focusing on the mission at hand, making her hate me. “I told you I wasn’t good, Rain. Maybe now you’ll listen.”
She tried to move forward but I grabbed her by her ankles and pulled her back. “Don’t run from me, it’ll only make me angry.” I gazed at the tiny puckered pink hole begging for my attention and eased my finger inside. “Oh you’re ready, baby. So ready.”
She arched her back, a delicate noise escaping her parted lips. I almost came right then and there watching her luxuriating in the pleasure I was giving her. I pressed my finger further but then stopped, slowly pulling it out. I couldn’t, not yet. I had a mission to complete before I allowed her or me to come.
I reached into the bag and pulled out a narrow wooden paddle covered in thin vertical grooves. I drug it across her hips before swatting her softly with it. For all my gentleness she still jumped.
Her eyes darted to me then her bound arms. “You’re going to spank me with that?”
I ignored her question and pulled out a silk pillowcase and a long white, satin ribbon.
“Kael?” Her breath came in pants. “What are you going to do with all of that stuff?”
I held up the paddle. “This is for your beautiful ass.” I grabbed the pillowcase. “And this is going over your head, tied around your neck with this ribbon.”
She rolled onto her back and scooted into a seated position, scrambling away from me until she was pressed against the backboard. “You’re scaring me, Kael.”
I crawled over the bed until I was straddling her legs. “Baby, I told you to leave. And what did you do?”
Tears slid from her eyes. “I slapped you?” I nodded. “Twice,” she added in a whisper. “I’m sorry.”
I leaned forward and kissed her mouth. “I’m sorry too. I’m sorry it had to end like this for us, with me breaking your heart again. You have to know, this is not what I wanted.”
“But Kael, I love—”
I slipped the pillowcase over her head before she could finish her sentence. I didn’t want to hear her. I needed to finish this. I tied it closed around her throat. Tight enough to slightly restrict her breathing and not come off, but not enough to suffocate her. She would hate me when I was done, but she would hit her climax so many times, and so intensely she wouldn’t be able to recall her own name.
“Kael,” she said through the silk.
I could track her breathing, with the fabric clinging to her nose and mouth when she inhaled and exhaled.
“Conserve your breath, baby, and remember to take deep, slow breaths.” I flipped her over, so that she was once again on her knees. I leaned forward and kissed her butt cheek before nibbling at the toned flesh. “You’ll come harder if you do.”
She moaned through the pillowcase and gyrated her pelvis at my touch, rocking it back and forth against my skin. I opened my mouth wide and licked and bit her backside until I felt like my cock would explode. I picked up the paddle and rubbed it against her hips.
“Tonight, I’m going to show you how I love. I’m going to show you the real, unvarnished truth. And then maybe, you’ll understand why I’m no good for you.” I raised the paddle and smacked her ass.
She cried out and crawled forward. I grabbed her by her ankles and pulled her back to me in the doggy position, and smacked her on the opposite cheek. “Just take it, Rain.” And hit her again.
She squealed and I dove between her thighs and pushed my tongue inside her pussy. She was so wet. For all her screaming, she loved it. I found her clit and swirled my tongue around it until she was close to coming, and then I brought the paddle down on her ass in rapid succession.
One, two, three. I paused to watch her, saw her find the pleasure in what I was doing. She turned back toward me, gyrated her hips toward me.
The endorphins must have been coursing through her body from the erotic spanking I was giving her. And it was clear she wanted more. Four, five. I lost count as my cock pulsed with pleasure. I tossed the paddle onto the carpet, and returned to her pussy, ramming my tongue deep inside her. I lapped back and forth until she screamed in pleasure, her body started trembling and she came in my mouth.
And when it was over, I ran my tongue over her cheeks, blooming with red color. She looked so beautiful, so sexy like that, and I wasn’t nearly done.
I flipped her over, kissed and then bit her face through the pillowcase. “You okay, baby?”
“Yes,” she whispered through the silk. “I can’t believe you just paddled me.”
I had to see her face. I knew her cheeks would be flushed with color, eyes filled with lust. Gently untying the ribbon, I removed the pillowcase from her head and allowed her to breathe freely.
She was the picture of sex, of lust, of passion. Her curls were tousled carelessly around her face, her cheeks were pink, her lips ruby red and her gorgeous amber eyes…she looked like what she was, a woman who’d just experienced an intense orgasm.
“You came.”
She nodded. “And then I came.” She eyed me warily, her gaze falling on the half-empty bottle of lube. “There’s more?”
“There’s more, baby.” I pushed her onto the bed, turned her over so that she was on her knees again. Without hesitation, I pushed one finger into her lubed hole and it slid in with ease.
She groaned in pleasure as her back arched and she opened up for me. “Oh God, Kael.”
I quickly pulled out, coated my shaft in the rest of the lube and grabbed the base of my erection positioning it between her hips. “Say your safe word and I’ll stop.” She was silent and I rubbed the tip over the puckered pink flesh and she pushed against me, wanting more.
I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation. My mouth watered as the darkness billowed around me, the sound of Rain’s mewling barely reaching my ears. I would give her pleasure, but I would also hurt her. I knew this but couldn’t stop.
I pumped my shaft up and down allowing the pleasure to course through me. Giving myself a moment to reconsider, a moment to find another way to keep Rain safe. But then she looked at me over her shoulder, her eyes fixed on my face.
“Kael,” she began, her voice low, sweet and thick with emotion. “Please, fuck me.”
No mercy. Ever.
I pushed my cock inside of her, impaling her to the core. The sounds of her wail filled the room and my ears and then my vision clouded over and I could see nothing, hear nothing, only feel the soft warm body beneath me.
My hands found her breasts and gripped them for leverage as I thrust in and out of her. She was so tight, so warm. I couldn’t stop, not even when her legs gave away and she fell flat on the bed writhing and moaning below me.
I fell on top of her, allowing the full weight of my body to crush her. My hands moved up, one to get caught in her mane of curls and the other to cover her face, partially covering her nose, with two fingers in her mouth.
Instead of crying out, she sucked on my fingers even when I forced them further down her throat and she began to gag; she only closed her mouth around my fingers. And then her body began to tremble and her mouth slipped open. She threw her head back and I slid my hand around her windpipe.
“I’m coming, Kael,” she whispered. “I’m coming.”
“Come, baby, come for me,” I said before I licked at her ear, the side
of her face, her neck.
She began to orgasm and her entire body clenched around my cock and I allowed myself to come too. Both hands closed around her throat and I fought against the darkness to stay aware of how tight I squeezed, how long I restricted her flow of air. It would’ve been so easy to give into the blood lust that pumped through me when I fucked like this, just allow my fingers to crush her beautiful, delicate neck just so I could have that extra thrill of power and conquest that came with killing.
That feeling that was overwhelming and ever present, that thing inside of me that I fought to keep hidden from Rain. Tonight she got no protection, because this was the one that would finally push her away and keep her safe from me, from The Group.
I felt her go limp beneath me and I came in a thundering explosion deep inside of her. But I kept pumping, deeper, harder, until the last drop of cum dripped from my cock.
Finally spent, I pulled out, grabbed the wet towels stacked on my end table and cleaned us both before cutting the duct table that bound her, kept her from running from me. She was still unconscious when I stretched her out and covered her with the sheets and then kissed my sleeping beauty.
She looked so beautiful, so at peace. The muscles around my heart clenched. When she came to, she’d come to her senses, recall my savagery and leave.
Just like I planned. She’d be safe and I’d be alone.
An iciness filled my heart and numbed my entire chest cavity. I stood and stared at her for a moment until my entire body felt anesthetized. I could’ve been shot in the chest and I wouldn’t have felt it.
A lump formed in my throat when I tried to speak. “I love you, Rain.” She couldn’t hear me and I’d whispered the words anyway. But I wanted to say them one more time. , Before… Before.
I slipped into the bathroom and turned the shower on.
* * * * *
I felt his presence first when I came to. It had been like swimming to the surface of an impossibly deep, dark sea with beautiful, colorful shapes all around. I remembered everything that had happened, but the overwhelming feeling of pain suffused with pleasure, or was it pleasure saturated with pain that rocked my body, that overtook me so completely that I could think of nothing else but the sensation of my body and belonging to this raw passionate man.
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