Breaking Belle

by Isabella Starling

  I felt the heavy weight on my heart lifting as I kissed her again, now more desperately than ever. No words were needed—we both knew there was only one thing left to do, and that was making love until the night turned into day outside the window, where the snow was still coming down heavily. The castle looked like something out of a fairytale, specially set up for the wedding the way it was.

  I felt her sweet little body shifting underneath mine, but I grabbed her arms by the wrists and pinned her down.

  “No getting away now, beautiful,” I told her, and she smiled beneath me like she wasn’t afraid of the beast at all.

  Slowly, I moved the bodice of her dress down, taking her dress off carefully until she was exposed to me, her dark hair falling down her back in luxurious waves. She wore roses in her hair, and now they were starting to fall out, velvety, rich petals decorating our bed and making me more emotional than I would have cared to admit.

  “Tell me you love me,” Belle begged me, and I grinned at her as I sucked her nipple into my mouth, tugging gently and making her body submit.

  “I love you, beautiful,” I told her, and my heart soared at the thought. “I never thought I would love again. But you changed me, Belle. Made me a better man.”

  I grabbed her arms and held them up high, and she struggled pointlessly underneath me.

  “Now tell me you love me too,” I said, and she looked right into my eyes as she said it.

  “I always have.”

  There was no holding me back after that, and my hands explored her body for my own pleasure. Her dress ended up on the floor despite her protest while I rained kisses all over her stunning little body.

  “Please,” she begged. “I want you inside me right now, Dom… I can’t wait any longer.”

  In seconds, I had her arms twisted behind her back and she gasped as I turned her over. I brought my cock out of my pants, the tip gently pressing down on her wet cunt. She wasn’t wearing panties on our wedding day, just like I’d instructed her, and the sight of her bare ass made me remember the special gift I’d gotten just for her.

  I got up from the bed despite her protests, and walked to the chest of drawers in the room, coming back with a velvet box.

  “Open it,” I told her.

  Her fingers shook as she did so, and she gave me an incredulous smile when she saw what was inside.

  “A paddle,” she said. “With my name?”

  I took out the black leather paddle, the name Belle embroidered on it with diamonds.

  “I thought it would work well for you,” I told her with a smile. “I need to get that ass of yours used to spankings. And it’s from Goldwyn Jewelers. I heard they have a new creative director who’s into this stuff.”

  She giggled as I pulled her into my lap, but the laughter soon turned into needy little moans as I started raining blows all over her tight ass. I watched the skin redden, the gentle silkiness replaced by soft red welts that looked so inviting I just wanted to sink my teeth into her flesh. But I resisted, knowing I couldn’t deal out pain as fast as that. I needed to get her used to it before she got addicted. I needed to make her beg for it and want it just as badly as I did.

  It didn’t change how much I loved marking that ass, and once she’d taken fifteen slaps, I let her go off my lap.

  “Time to show you how much I love you,” I told her, grabbing her hips and pulling her flush against me.

  My cock probed at her entrance and I slipped it in, my whole length going inside that cunt as easily as if she were lubed by something other than her own wetness. She cried out when I started moving, and I couldn’t tear my eyes from her perfect gaze, dark brown and still a mystery, but so full of love it had me bursting at the seams.

  “Please,” she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. “Please fill me up, Dom, I want to feel you inside me… I need you so bad.”

  “Not yet,” I growled, driving into her over and over again while she started coming on my cock.

  Over the past few months, I’d made some discoveries—including the fact that my beautiful prisoner was a little slut that came over and over again while I barely touched her. But I loved it, loved exploiting her sexy little body for my pleasure, and my girl didn’t seem to mind either. I knew there would be a lot more games to play with her—not only with pain and pleasure but also by taking orgasms away from her and then letting them rain, exhausting her to the point where she’d beg me never to let her come again. I couldn’t fucking wait for it.

  “Please,” she begged again. “Please just let me have it, I need to feel you, I need to know you’re coming inside me.”

  I grabbed her waist and fucked myself deeper until she shrieked with pain and pleasure combined. Oh yes, my Belle was a loud one, and I fucking loved it.

  “Are you ready?” I groaned into her ear, and she came apart in a mess of whispers and moans.

  I drove myself into her, fucking her and making sure she knew who she belonged to. I didn’t stop for a second, just kept fucking until I thought my cock would burst from the pain of not coming inside her. And finally, she opened those beautiful, expressive eyes, and turned them right towards me, so I could stare into their depths.

  Her eyes said it all, even when she couldn’t. All the love she felt and all the pain we’d been through to be together were displayed in those stunning dark irises, and as soon as we locked gazes, I stopped resisting and filled her up, letting my cock leak cum all over her. She moaned when I did, her body desperately arching off the bed and begging in broken words and half-whispers.

  “I love you,” I whispered against her lips, feeling my cock leak out every last drop of cum inside her, filling her up until I was absolutely sure we’d see the results in nine months. “I fucking hope it’s twins.”

  She laughed as she pulled me in for a kiss, her lips soft and sweet against my own.

  The scent of roses in the room was overwhelming, making my head spin with everything I felt for her.

  “I am yours,” she promised me, and I kissed her lips, restraining myself from simply turning her over and taking her again.

  “That was never up for debate,” I said, and before she could reply, my mouth was on hers, taking from her and giving back just as much.

  5 years later

  IT HAD BEEN A LONG time since I’d seen the beast come out and play.

  But now, with a silk tie wrapped around my eyes, I felt the old nerves come out as Dominic led me down the stairs into the dungeon.

  I knew he had something special planned, but he’d never told me what exactly it was, and it made my heart pound with anticipation. I followed him downstairs, taking small, scared little steps. I used to have nightmares about the dungeon, even a year after we were finally back together and safe. But the doctors had told me to face my fear head on, and now, with Dom at my side, I felt fearless and invincible.

  “Can I look?” I asked, my voice shaky when I felt his hands behind my head.

  “Yes,” he muttered into the shell of my ear, and undid the silk tie, taking it away from me.

  I blinked at the completely transformed basement of the castle. It had been redone in rich leather and expensive marble, and it looked incredible—like the playroom of a gentle monster. There was equipment everywhere, anything from benches to toys and chests hiding things I couldn’t wait to discover.

  I turned around, so I was face-to-face with Dom, and whispered, “For me?”

  “Just for you, beautiful,” he confirmed.

  My heart soared while my pussy leaked all over my panties, and Dom laughed at my obvious excitement.

  “Do we get to play now?” I asked him, running inside the room, my fingers gliding all over the beautiful, shiny things in the space. “Please, I really want to.”

  “You know we can’t,” he laughed at me.

  “Then why bring me down here now?” I sulked.

  In seconds, Dominic was next to me, his hand wrapping in my hair and gently, but firmly snapping my head back,
forcing me to look up at him.

  “Because you mustn’t forget your place,” he told me sweetly. “And that you belong to me, and only me. You got that, beautiful?”

  I nodded, enchanted by his dark features and falling more and more in love with him on the spot, even when I was convinced it wasn’t even possible to love the man more.

  “Now, up we go,” he told me. “We can’t miss our girl’s first birthday, can we?”

  He forced me up the stairs, and walked up after me, carefully locking the dungeon after us. I loved what he had done for me, taking away the negativity of that space and giving it something that made me excited. I couldn’t wait until he took me downstairs again, until he made me into his plaything in a room just for us.

  Now that we had a daughter and twin sons, it was getting harder to find time alone, and that was why I was especially grateful for the carefully designed room. And it was our little girl’s first birthday on the day… She was the youngest of the three, and I loved the connection she had formed with Chip. Adrian had become closer to the boys, but Chip loved our little girl, and she returned the feeling.

  As we walked out into the banquet room, where I could never help but remember the time Dom had taken me on the table, cheers erupted from the party guests.

  The castle and its land were now finally inhabited, the grounds proving to be incredibly bountiful for us, and making us live a simpler lifestyle than I had ever imagined for myself. But I loved it, loved every second of the country lifestyle, away from the city, back to basics and hand in hand with nature. It was exactly what I wanted and needed.

  Sarah brought my little girl over to me, and Ava kicked her little legs as I took her in my arms. She seemed just as excited as everyone else, grinning widely with her two teeth and a charming little bow on her head that Sarah had made.

  Of course, we weren’t completely out of the woods yet. The fact that Nico and some of the Russians were still out there haunted me day and night. I knew they would strike again, the first chance they got. And now we were even more vulnerable as our family grew, giving them more and more people to hurt to choose from.

  But I wasn’t going to let myself dwell on that, not on a beautiful day like that anyway. It was all about Ava, and family being together like we loved being.

  Chip was laughing and making faces at my side, while Adrian stood a little way off, his eyes focused on Dom.

  Dom had decided Adrian was old enough now, and he’d explained his past to my little brother. I still couldn’t wrap my head around their unlikely friendship, my baby brother developing an almost big brother relationship with my husband. But I loved seeing the families come together like that—I couldn’t get enough of it.

  The daily celebrations went on, and I was feeling a little upset after being separated from Dom all day long. I’d mostly been around our kids and Sarah along with the families, while Dom conspired with Luca and Adrian in the corner. I kept shooting him looks that Dom skillfully ignored, but by the time the party was over, I was exhausted and ready for bed.

  I handed the kids over to Sarah for once, letting her take them to bed while I retreated to my room. But just as I was about to take the stairs, a hand wrapped around my wrists and Dom whispered in my ear, causing goosebumps to erupt all over my skin.

  “Where do you think you’re going, beautiful?”

  I struggled, but only a little, and he overpowered me easily, pulling me back into his embrace.

  “Something wrong?” he asked, and I pouted.

  “You ignored me all day long,” I told him, feeling silly for bringing it up.

  “I have been planning something,” he admitted. “We know where Nico is, and we are ready to bring him down.”

  I turned around in his arms. “Now?”

  “They are going without me,” he said simply. “They’ve already left.”

  I thought of my brother, of Luca and Dom conspiring.

  “Why didn’t you go?” I asked him softly, and he smiled down at me.

  “Because everything worth fighting for is right here in front of me,” he told me simply.

  The kiss we shared after that was so full of passion I thought I’d burst out into sparks on the spot. Once he pulled back, Dom held my face in his hands and asked, “So what do you say, beautiful? You want to try out your new playroom?”

  I pulled him downstairs, and he laughed at my enthusiasm.

  “Good girl,” he mouthed, suddenly pulling me into the bay window on the stairwell, groping me under the dress I was wearing.

  “Dom,” I whispered needily.

  “Just as wet as the first day I got you,” he said gently, grinning at me and letting the beast come out and play. “Let’s see how loud I can make you moan…”

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