Wrath

by Snow,Jenika

  “I want you in all ways, Wrath. Don’t hold back.” She rose up on her elbows and looked up at him.

  He made this low, almost dangerous sound, but she wasn’t afraid.

  He went for his belt, and when that was removed he undid the button of his pants and pulled down the zipper. She was wet, almost embarrassingly so.

  He now stood before her just as naked as she was, and Lila took in every gloriously hard inch of him. His chest was hairless aside from a dark line of hair that started right below his belly button and continued its downward path to his cock.

  That cock.

  Her mouth dried, and her throat tightened.

  His dick was the biggest one she’d ever seen, even if she’d only seen one other before up close and personal. The thought passed through her mind that he was thick and long enough she didn’t know it would fit comfortably inside of her. But she didn’t care, because she’d take every last inch of Wrath.

  “The way you’re looking at me is having all self-control leaving me, Lila.”

  She lifted her gaze from his shaft to his face. His eyes were half-lidded, his head lowered. He looked feral and in such a good way. “You want me? You want this?”

  She nodded and looked down to watch him grab his monstrous dick.

  “You want a bastard being inside of you, Lila?”

  Looking at him again, she was surprised by the self-hatred she heard in his voice. She didn’t want that vibe coming from him or between them.

  “Come here, Wrath.” She held her hand out for him to come closer.

  He moved toward her, but stopped when he reached the edge of the bed.

  “This is about us. It doesn’t have to be dark,” she said, referring to the fact this bleakness came from him.

  “This is who I am, Lila,” Wrath said and reached out to smooth a finger down the side of her neck, stopping right at her pulse point, adding a little pressure. “It’s the only way I know how to be.” He looked into her eyes. “It’s the only way I’ll ever be.”

  Lila wasn’t sure what he meant, but right now this was about them. Nothing else. She didn’t want the stain that had covered both of their lives to come between them now.

  Not now.

  Not ever.

  She rose up so she was now sitting, her heart thundering a mile a minute, and her whole body feeling like it would catch on fire with the slightest accelerant. He got on his knees on the bed, looked at her for a second, then cupped both sides of her face and leaned in to kiss her hard and possessively.

  She felt the hardness of his huge cock press against her belly, and a fresh gush of moisture left her pussy. She wanted—no, needed him inside of her. They’d waited so long already.

  “I need you now, Wrath.”

  He tilted her head even more, delved his tongue between her lips, and groaned. “You have me,” he murmured against her mouth. “You’ve always had me.” He licked her bottom lip, and then gently bit it with his teeth. “And until the day I take my last breath, I’m yours, Lila.”

  He pushed her gently so she was now lying on her back again, his huge body covering hers. For long minutes all he did was kiss her—fucking her mouth with his lips and tongue. He started thrusting his cock against her pussy, the wetness she created for him from her arousal having his huge shaft moving up and down her slit easily, fluidly.

  “God damn, baby,” he groaned against her mouth.

  They stayed like that for so long she thought she’d scream from how aroused she was, but honestly she wouldn’t have asked him to stop. Having his mouth on hers, his big, muscled and tattooed body covering hers in this blanket of flesh and power, and feeling his dick rubbing up and down on her slit, had her on the verge of coming as it was.

  She should have told him to stop, because any moment now she’d come for him, and he hadn’t even penetrated her yet. She didn’t want it to end so soon.

  He plunged his tongue in and out of her mouth, kissed her like he was starving for her flavor, and picked up his speed in thrusting against her. And with each bump of his cockhead against her clit, she soared a little higher.

  He broke the kiss and moved his mouth to the hollow of her neck, licking, sucking, and gently biting.

  And that was when she came for him.

  It was a tightening of her body, this tingle moving up her spine and outward to her fingertips.

  She arched her back, her breasts thrust out and brushing against Wrath’s chest, and the pleasure consuming her. She saw stars dance behind her closed lids, felt her body go numb from how intense it was, and she knew it was only the beginning. It was when the orgasm settled and she opened her eyes that she saw Wrath had stopped thrusting against her and looked at her as if he were … mesmerized. He was breathing hard, his chest rising and falling, blocking out the smallest glimmer of light that came through the window.

  “God, Lila,” he groaned out her name and rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes. “Seeing you unhinged like that because of me…” His entire body shook, and she smoothed her hands over his bulging muscles. “It was incredible.” He kissed her instantly, but before they could really get into it again he was pulling away. Before she knew what was happening he flipped her onto her belly. She didn’t have time to react as he helped her onto her hands and knees.

  Before he could say anything, because she had a feeling he’d try to be gentle of sweet, or all the things she knew he wasn’t … all the things she didn’t want him to be, Lila looked over her shoulder at him.

  “Be with me as you, Wrath.” She knew she didn’t have to elaborate, because the look he gave her, the way his jaw clenched under his stubble covered face, told her he understood.

  “You sure about that?” he asked and ran his hand down the center of her back, right along the dip of her spine.

  She nodded. “I’m more than sure,” she whispered.

  He closed his eyes for a second, the muscles in his body standing in stark relief, a testament to how tense he was. She knew he wouldn’t give her anything less than what she wanted.

  When he was positioned behind her, the heat that came from his body could have scorched her skin clean off. It was a heady and intoxicating sensation, but not as much as when he brought his open palm down on her ass with enough force that the sting had a small mewl leaving her. She felt the pain instantly, but when he smoothed his hand over her flesh, easing the sting away, all she felt was this lasting pleasure.

  They held each other’s gazes, and he spanked her again. Her mouth opened on its own as she sucked in a gasp. Blood rushed to the surface of the erotically abused area, and she wanted more.

  They didn’t speak as Wrath continued to spank her over and over again, alternating between the cheeks, holding her focus the entire time.

  “You want me like this?” His voice was rough, his eyes still half lidded. The pleasure reflected back at her was tangible.

  “I do,” she whispered, surprised she could even speak.

  He made this low sound of need again, and then he was smoothing his hand over her ass. “I want to fuck your ass so badly, baby.”

  She licked her lips, wanting that too.

  “I’ve desired you for longer than I want to even admit.” He kept smoothing his hands over the globes. Then he pressed his hips forward so she felt the hard length of him settle between her legs once more. His cock felt so hot, and she wanted that thick heat deep inside of her body. Before she could tell him just that, he spoke again. “I’m going to fuck you so good and hard, Lila.” He was looking at her face again, right in her eyes.

  Her heart beat hard and fast.

  “Once my cock is in you, I won’t stop. I can’t. This has been a long time building in me.”

  “Me too,” she admitted.

  He moved his hand between their bodies, and his knuckles brushed along her sensitive, soaked flesh. He positioned the thick, bulbous head of his erection at the entrance of her body, but didn’t thrust in right away. Instead he held very still
, looking in her eyes. Lila heard her pulse pounding in her ears.

  “Ask me for it, Lila. I need to hear you say you want this.”

  Lila looked over her shoulder again, saw his dark eyes watching her, and felt the rumble from his voice spear right into her.

  “I want this like I need to breathe, Wrath.” She kept his stare with her own.

  With his cockhead nudging at the entrance of her pussy, his hands on her hips, and his nails gently digging into the flesh, she knew there was no going back from this.

  But I don’t want to.

  In one move he pushed his length into her. It wasn’t slow and wasn’t meant to ease his way inside. It was definitely a movement of ownership. The pain of being stretched by his size had her eyes watering, but that discomfort morphed into pleasure with each passing second. The clench of her inner muscles around his dick had a gasp leaving her each and every time.

  Wrath didn’t move inside of her just yet, but instead held very still, as if he wanted to get her used to his size. His balls were pressed right up against her slick flesh, and she bit her lip hard enough she tasted blood.

  “Oh. Fuck. Lila.” The sounds that left Wrath were carnal and feral, and coming right from his chest. They speared into her body and created this delicious vibration that went straight to her clit.

  “Christ.” He slid his hand up the center of her back, gripped the nape of her neck, and tightened his hold ever so slightly “I’m going to fuck you so damn hard, Lila, so hard you’ll know you’re mine.” And with that he started pulling out of her, then pushed back in.

  A sharp inhale filled her lungs at the sensation moving through her.

  He pushed in and pulled out of her in this slow, agonizingly pleasurable pace. But as the seconds moved by she felt his control slip in the way he held her … fucked her.

  He started pushing into her harder and pulling out of her faster. Soon beads of sweat covered her flesh, and her throat was dry from the amount of oxygen she was sucking in.

  “Yes,” he hissed out. “That’s it. Fuck, that is so it, Lila.”

  The faster and harder he pumped into her, the higher her pleasure climbed until it was on the precipice of claiming her. Wrath moved the hand that wasn’t holding her neck around her belly and down to where her clit was. He rubbed that little bundle of nerves back and forth, and she couldn’t hold off the inevitable. She came explosively.

  Before her ecstasy even waned Wrath pulled out of her, causing a startled sound at being empty suddenly to spill from her mouth. He had her flipped around and onto her back a second later. With both of her wrists now in one of his huge hands, he lifted them above her head and held them there.

  Wrath positioned his cock back at her entrance with the hand not holding her wrists, but this time he didn’t shove right into her. Instead he slowly penetrated her inch by thick inch. When the root of his cock bumped her clit sparks of electricity slammed into her and she cried out. Her head kicked back on its own, and the sensations moving through her were like tiny explosions moving through every single cell in her body.

  He didn’t give her body time to become accustomed to his size again. He just started fucking her. The expression on his face was fierce and filled with pleasure, but again … he was looking right at her, making sure she was right here with him, she knew that.

  Beads of sweat lined his forehead, trailed down his temple, and landed on her chest. She wanted to lean up and lick the beads away, but his hold on her had Lila staying in the position he wanted.

  “Oh. God, Wrath.” She squeezed her eyes shut even tighter, flashes of light filling her head. “I’m going to come.”

  “Yeah, that’s it.” He grunted as she clenched her pussy around his erection. He slowed his thrusting, as if torturing her was his ultimate goal. Placing his hands on her inner thighs, his fingers framing her pussy, he pushed her legs up and to her chest.

  Muscles that she didn’t even know she had protested from the act, but it had him going even deeper inside of her, and that had her pleasure going even higher.

  Curling her nails into his flesh, she moaned at the intensity with which he claimed her. And that was exactly what this felt like. He wouldn’t tear his gaze from her eyes, as if he wanted her to be in this moment right with him.

  “I’m right here,” she whispered, not realizing she’d said it out loud until he grunted.

  “I’m right here, too, Lila.” He was on the same wavelength as she was.

  Even after she’d already gotten off it felt like she hadn’t come. And she needed to desperately.

  “Not yet, baby.” He slammed his cock inside of her so hard she let go of his arms and wrapped her hands around the slats of the headboard so she could stay stationed. Over and over he did this, hitting something deep inside so that it felt like fireworks were going off in her.

  “Lila,” he groaned her name out like a dying man. He bent over her, running his teeth and tongue over her neck, down her collarbone, and stopped at one of her breasts. He bit at her flesh gently, and she cried out in ecstasy.

  Lila wanted to come, was almost there, too, but Wrath was languid in his ministrations. He kept her right on the precipice of climaxing.

  Moving his teeth and tongue back up the same path he’d descended, he took root at the base of her throat, and sucked at her flesh. Then he really started fucking her.

  “Come for me, baby,” he said, his mouth now right by her ear. “Come all over my cock. Make it slick with your cream.”

  That was all it took for Lila to get off. She arched her back, her breasts thrust out, and closed her eyes. Wrath grunted, and she knew he was close to coming as well. He slammed into her then rotated his hips, pressing his body against the bundle of nerves and sending sensations spiraling through her.

  But she wanted his mouth on hers.

  “Kiss me, Wrath—”

  It seemed Wrath had the same thing on his mind because he stopped her from saying anything else by slamming his mouth on hers. Their combined flavors mixed together as they pressed their tongues against each other, and then Wrath was thrusting into her three more times in quick, hard strokes.

  She moaned, unable to stop herself.

  On the fourth thrust he buried himself all the way inside of her, both of them grunting at the intensity. Lila felt him swell even further. His huge body seemed to shake atop her, and the sound of his pleasure had her own rising higher. She swore she felt the hot jets of his cum fill her, felt him get thicker inside of her.

  God, it was so arousing knowing she caused this reaction and loss of control in him.

  Only seconds later his breathing evened out and his big body wasn’t so tense.

  When his weight almost became too much for her, he rolled off, but kept her close to his body. He had his chest to her back, and it made her feel so safe, so comforted even after the intensity which they just shared right now.

  When she felt herself start to relax even further Wrath started rubbing his fingers up and down her arm. Closing her eyes, she tried to catch her breath.

  For several seconds they did nothing but lie there, his big, muscular body almost cocooning her, even protecting her after their moment together. Their breathing eventually picked up a relaxed, identical rhythm, although she felt how tense Wrath was behind her.

  She tilted her head back and looked up at him. Wrath had his eyes closed, but she knew he wasn’t sleeping. He was always on alert.

  God, I love this man so much it hurts.

  But could things really work out with them? Could they actually be with each other?

  Lila knew one thing—she wanted to try. She wanted to tell him exactly how she felt, every heart-wrenching, gut-twisting detail. Now was as good a time as any, she supposed.

  Chapter Nine

  The silence stretched on for a little while, but it wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable. It was nice being with Wrath like this, nothing separating them, their experience and feelings for each other not hidden or hindered. />
  “Do you ever regret the things you’ve done, the mistakes you’ve made but can’t take back or fix?” Lila asked him. She felt content, relaxed, and happy. But there was something the back of her mind having her on guard. She didn’t know what it was, but it was there, and she took notice.

  It was like feeling someone watching her, or knowing something was going to happen, but unable to pinpoint it and stop it.

  Wrath didn’t answer for long seconds. He had a stoic expression in place, and she wondered how different their lives could have been if they hadn’t been dealt fucked up childhoods.

  How different things could have been if I’d just been honest from the beginning.

  He finally looked over at her, and her throat tightened at the hard look in his eyes. “The only regret I have in my life is not telling you years ago how I felt.” He looked at the ceiling, his jaw clenched. “But everything else I’ve done, Lila, every deplorable, illegal, and violent thing I’ve ever done…” He looked at her then. “I don’t regret any of it, because it’s who and what I am.” He clenched his jaw even harder, and she saw the muscle flex under his scruff-covered skin. “And I’ll keep doing that shit, because it’s embedded in me, is what makes up my black, cold soul.”

  She wanted to say something, but she kept her mouth shut.

  “I am a motherfucker, and always will be. You deserve so much better than me.” He sat up and braced his forearms on his thighs. He was hunched over, sitting on the edge of the bed, and the disconnection coming from him tangible. He’d closed off from her in an instant.

  “I know who and what you are, Wrath. I’ve always known, and I don’t care. It doesn’t make me not want you.” She swallowed past her emotions. “I was so young and stupid back in the day for not saying how I felt. I was scared of being hurt, of you breaking my heart—”

  He looked over at her, the dark look covering his face making her speechless. “You staying away from me was the smartest thing you ever did, Lila.” He stared into her eyes, and she hated that he said that … that he felt that way. “But having you by my side, wanting you, being so fucking in love with you makes me want to try really fucking hard to be a good guy.”