The Darkness in Me

by Diane Nortje

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  “I’ve tasted him, I have been starving all along.” - Natalie

  ~Natalie~

  I feel him as he dips his head into my neck. I love it when he does that. It sends shivers down my body knowing he is close to me. My body reacts to him like I’ve never known before. I want him to be mine, but how can I ask him something like that, when it’s a constant back and forth between us. He is hiding something, I know that much. He hasn’t been completely honest with me, and when I ask him questions, he avoids them when he can, or just completely ignoring them. But even after all that, my body wants him, my mind wants him. I want him.

  “Jacin.” I whisper on to him.

  He lifts his head from my neck to my eyes and before I can say something more to him, he bends down to place a kiss on my cheek. He lingers on each cheek. He starts to move across my face, taking his time with each kiss, until he reaches my mouth. His kiss is soft and searching. Before I can open my mouth more, too allow him more, Jacin breaks his soft kiss, and I watch as he brings his hand up to my face. His hold is gentle. I don’t know what happened to the angry man only moments before, but he is gone, replace by someone gentle.

  “Natalie.” Jacin says, his voice running over my body, causing my body to shudder.

  “Jacin.” I say back to him, and I grip his arms that are holding me in place, digging my nails into his flesh.

  He runs his lips slowly over my neck, and I can’t help but arch into his touch. I want this man, with every fiber of my being, I can’t deny it, yet I’m afraid to give into this man. He starts to move his kisses back towards my mouth, they become more demanding, they demand entrance into my mouth, and I gladly grant it to him. Jacin slowly breaks our kiss, and I can’t help but bite his bottom lip when he pulls away from me.

  “Natalie.” Jacin whispers into my ear. It runs over my body like silk, causing my skin to pucker. “I crave you, I crave you in ways that I shouldn’t.” Jacin continues whisper out to me. “I crave you in the sweetest ways, your beautiful smile, the way you smell, your beautiful laugh.”

  I suck in a breath as I watch as he runs his finger down my face and over my lips. This man, with the simplest touches has me undone. It shouldn’t but it does. And I’m an idiot for trying to deny it. Jacin slowly lowers his lips to mine once again and places a soft kiss. Its gentle.

  “I crave you, Natalie.” Jacin says to me again while breaking away from our soft kiss. His grip on me tightens, he tilts my head to look into his eyes, but the look in his eyes has grown darker. I know this Jacin, this is the Jacin that is about to lose the little control he has.

  “I crave you in such dirty fucking ways that it makes my dick hurt. I crave your kisses; the noises I know you will make when I fuck you. I crave that pretty pink pussy of yours, all the time, even when you are not around. I crave the way your pussy tightens around me when you come, the way your juices coat my fingers as you come undone around them and I crave your taste in my mouth. You are on my fucking mind all day, all night.”

  I moan at his words, and heat pools between my legs at his dirty words. His grip around me tightens, letting me know who is in control. I can’t break the eye contact we have, I’m scared if I look away, it will break whatever spell Jacin is under.

  “Your smell.” Jacin whispers out to me. “Strawberries, sunshine and fucking need. Its driving me to the brink of insanity. You smell like you need to be fucked. Over and over, and even then, I don’t think I will be able to stay sane after I’ve had you.” Jacin murmurs. His hand and soft fingers traveling down my neck towards my stomach.

  “Jacin please.” I beg him. For what I’m not sure. To tell me it doesn’t matter that I’m his weakness, that he is mine and only mine, I’m not sure. But I feel the need starting to pool at my core, heating to his words. I want him.

  “He is ours. Do not deny it anymore.” She whispers to me. I don’t want to deny it, it’s getting harder and harder to stay away from him.

  “Please what, little one.” He murmurs back to me. While starting to explore my body once again with his mouth.

  “Jacin.” I whisper out again. I run my hands up his arms and dig my nails into his shoulders. I lift myself up his body and wrapping my legs around his body. Which he eagerly helps me into position. I feel it then. His hard length straining through his pants.

  I grind down on him. I want to feel all of him. Every single inch. I start to lift myself once more when he grips my ass to hold me still. I look to him, maybe I’m doing something wrong. But once our eyes meet, all I see is raw, hot need. I dig my nails deeper into his hot skin, while slowly grinding myself on the spot that he holds me still in.

  “Natalie.” Jacin moans out. “There is something you need to know before we do this.” Jacin says stopping my exploration of his body.

  But I see it, his want, his need, it matches my own. And I couldn’t stop now even if I tried. I lower my lips to his neck, I want to taste his skin, feel the heat of it beneath my lips.

  “I don’t care.” I murmur out to him in between kissing my way down his neck.

  “Say that you are mine.” He grinds out to me, while still holding me still from my exploration.

  “Jacin.” Is all I can manage to groan out while I try to wiggle myself loose from his grip.

  “Say it, Natalie. Say you are mine.” Jacin’s demands of me.

  “I’m yours, completely yours.” I whisper out. I’d gladly sell my soul if this is how he will always my me feel.

  “Natalie, once this happens between us, there is no going back. I will consume you, your mind, body and soul. There will be no running from me ever. I will find you always. You are mine. You will belong with me.”

  “I’m still yours.” I groan out in response. “Now shut up and give me what I need.”

  A low growl comes from Jacin as he walks us to the bed, bypassing all the fallen furniture from my earlier outburst. I continue to kiss him, the way I always dreamed of doing, pure, hot and demanding. My tongue snakes into his mouth, and I taste him. He tastes me as he kisses me back, he is more demanding than me. He tastes of sin and everything I thought he would taste of.

  Once his knees hit the bed, he slowly lowers me to the bed, and I feel every inch of his hard length on the way down. I let out a little moan, as panic starts to rise in my mind, he won’t fit. But he continues to kiss me, the fear of him starting to disappear, replaced once again need. I need this man, more than the air in my lungs I need him. More than I need my next breath, because he is my next one. He gives me what my body needs, what it craves. Him. Only him.

  I feel his hand move to my back, sending shivers down my body as his hand lightly moves over my back. His hand stills as he reaches the clasp of my bra and undoes it in one swift motion. I feel the cool air brush over my nipples as my bra gives way. He breaks our kiss and pulls the rest of the bra from my body.

  I want to cover myself, its instinct to do so, but he doesn’t allow me, his movement faster than I could see, one moment I’m on my knees in front of this man, the next I’m sprawled out on the bed. My eyes find his, and I watch as his heated gaze has lock onto my nipples. Hungry. Need. Want. They tell me all that I need to know.

  “Mine.” Jacin growls out at me. One moment he is looking down upon my body, the next he is on top of me, kissing my already swollen lips once more. And I do want more. He breaks our kiss and starts to make his way down my neck, where his kiss becomes more of a lick and I feel the sharp scrape of his teeth where his lips once were. The sensations cause a shiver to run through my body straight to my core.

  He continues to make his way down my chest, and I can’t help but let out a moan of pleasure once his mouth finds my breast and he latches onto my nipple. My fingers entwine in his dark hair, holding him closer against me, as he runs his tongue over my flesh, gently nipping at my nipples, as he tastes me. I couldn’t feel more alive than I do now.

  I feel his hard hands run down my stomach, dipping beneath my
panties, finding my wet core. His fingers caress my skin and they slowly start to run through my wet folds, but my cry of pleasure is cut short when he slips a finger inside me and starts to move inside me. It’s overwhelming, the feel of his body over mine, his constant attention to my nipples, and his finger slipping in and out of me, I want to explode.

  “So fucking wet, so fucking responsive, little one.” His growl coming deep within his chest, I feel the vibrations right down to my core. “Almost ready to explode, ready to come over my fingers. I’m just getting started with you little one.”

  “Jacin.” I whimper out.

  He doesn’t reply with words, he hands move from my wet folds, to grip the sides of my pink panties, which he drags agonizingly slowly down my legs and over my feet. I watch as he eyes have now latched onto my wet core, and again I want to hide myself from him. His hunger, his need for me is no longer hidden. I see it, I see the beast the lurks beneath, watching me.

  I let out a soft moan as I try to hide my wet core from his greedy eyes. But Jacin stops me, and pushes my legs further apart, exposing me to him.

  “No, little one, show me what is mine. Show me how wet your pussy is for me.”

  “Please Jacin.” I beg him as I watch as his eyes devour my core.

  “Please what, what to do want?”

  “I need you.” I whimper out to him.

  “Then take what you need, little one.” He says to me and takes a step back. I feel the loss.

  I sit up quickly. It’s my turn to undress him, and a shiver of excitement racks my body. I grip the collar of his shirt and start to pull it down his body, but it doesn’t budge. I struggle to get the shirt off that is still covering his body, I want him bare like he has me before his eyes. I try to tug the damn thing off, but it doesn’t move. How can I be so utterly bad at this?

  I like out a strangled groan, how is life so unfair to me?

  “Fuck the shirt, unzip my pants and feel what you do to me, how fucking hard you make me. How fucking crazy you make me feel.” He grinds out to me, and I more than happily comply with his order.

  I unbutton his pants and yank down his zipper, he has gone commando, I expect nothing less from this man, nothing holds him down, not even his dick could be held down by something as trivial as underwear. Once released from its confines, my assumption was right. He is not going to fit inside me. I feel the fear lick at me. He clearly senses my hesitation as my hands drop to my sides.

  “Don’t worry little one, I will fit, you will take all of me. There is no going back now.” He says to me while slowly stripping the shirt from his body and stepping out of his pants with a cocky ass grin on his beautiful face.

  Why the hell did he have to be so god damn beautiful. He is standing before me, completely naked and I take him in, every single inch of him.

  “Done looking?” Jacin asks me with another one of his cocky grins on his face.

  “Why the hell are you so beautiful? Sin wrapped in a fucking birthday present.” I whisper out unintentionally.

  Jacin’s out-burst of laughter catches me off guard. And my eyes flick to his as he starts his stalk towards me. I’ve just realized I’m the prey, and he is a wolf in a human skin. Excitement glows in his eyes as they start to glaze over. I’m so fucking doomed.

  “Jacin- Jacin I haven’t um- I’m not sure I’ll be what you need.” I stammer out.

  “Oh, don’t worry little one, you are everything I need.”

  “I haven’t been with a man, in a long time, and I’m not sure I- I will do things right.” I finally admit to him.

  “Oh, I know, I can’t smell the lingering scent of a man Natalie, if I did, he would be a dead man walking, so lucky for him.”

  “You can smell that?”

  “I smell every. Fucking. Thing. About you.” Jacin says, punctuating every word.

  Shock must come across my face as I slowly start to register what he is saying to me.

  “Yes, little one, even your sweet-smelling need, its fucking intoxicating.”

  “Jacin, what if- what if I can’t be what you need?”

  “Little one, we will teach you.”

  “We?” I ask him, while looking about the room. I’m really not into that kind of kink.

  “Yes, We.” Jacin says to me, bringing my attention back to him.

  I then see it. As clear as day. I see the we he keeps saying. There is something definitely living inside of Jacin. I flinch on reaction to finally seeing whatever the hell lives beneath his skin. Beautiful black eyes look down at me. In the center of the beasts eyes, a red glow comes from behind, clearly Jacin is also watching me.

  “Don’t fear me little one, you are mine.” Jacin says to me, but not in his voice. This voice is more animalistic, more demonic, more sin.

  I just nod my agreement. I’m not sure what to make of the beast anymore than of the situation I’m in. But before I can come to terms with what is before me, Jacin pushes me back down onto the bed.

  “Do not worry little one, you will soon learn everything you need to know.” Jacin voice says to me now. And I watch the complete black eyes slowly fading away into the red glaze Jacin’s eyes have been holding.

  I watch as he slowly climbs onto the bed, his hands starting at my thighs and running slowly up my body, causing my skin to once again pucker at his attention. Skin pressed into skin, his mouth moving up my body, I feel his lips latch onto my one nipple once more, causing a moan to come from my mouth, while his fingers are running thought my wet folds once more.

  I feel his teeth scrape against my sensitive skin, I feel a sharp pain as he plunges his fingers inside me while his teeth latch onto my nipple and before I can process what has happened, pain has turned to pleasure as I ride his fingers, while he continues to move his fingers in and out of me.

  “So fucking tight.” He whispered thickly. “Tell me to fuck you little one, tell me how much you need my cock.”

  “Jacin I need-.” I moaned out loud. Words unable to form as I continue to feel him moving his fingers in and out of me.

  “Tell me you need my cock and make you come.” He says to me. “I want to hear you scream for me little one.”

  “Jacin, make me come.” I scream out at him, as his thumb brushes over my clit and I almost explode, but then Jacin removes his fingers from my wet pussy before I can find my release.

  “Not yet, when you come, I want to taste you on my tongue.”

  “Jacin, please.” I whimper out. I don’t know what I’m begging for, but fuck I’m just begging this man to do something to me.

  “You are so fucking wet for me, little one.” Jacin whispers out to me, and I watch as he licks my juices off of his fingers, before returning them to my wet core and plunging them back inside.

  “You come on my tongue little one.” Jacin says to me, while lowering himself between my legs and latching onto my clit.

  I let out a small moan, as words still can’t seem to form on my tongue, as he slowly pushes his fingers inside me with perfect rhythm to him sucking and releasing my clit. I want to explode, my body contracting, I’m so fucking close to exploding on his mouth, but then Jacin stills his motions on my body.

  I look down to him, and he has a wicked gleam to his eyes. “Not yet, little one.” He says between my legs. And I just want to scream out in frustration at this man.

  “Let me fucking come Jacin.” I scream at him.

  “Now was that so hard little one. Ask and you will receive.” He says to me, and once again he clamps down on my clit and his fingers pump in and out of my pussy, and then I fracture on his fingers as he continues to move his fingers in and out of me, drawing out my orgasm. I never want to come off this high he has given me. Sights and sounds evade me, but I can barely make out someone shouting. Shouting his name. Me. His fingers withdraw from me and I feel a shift in the bed. I feel something, hard and hot resting on my thigh, and before I can register what it is, it’s gone.

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

 
“I taste her, I need more.” – Jacin

  ~Jacin~

  I slam into her, kept telling myself to go easy on her, but I can’t and the sexy as fuck way she arches her back off the bed for me, allowing more access to her hard nipples, shreds what little control I have. I take her in, memorizing her body. I want to devour every inch of it. I want to taste her skin, suck and bite her nipples as she arches to take more of me, I want my tongue coated in her juices until that’s all I can taste, I want her blood mixed with my own, until we are no longer separate. I need to possess her, to own her. She has no idea what she has started.

  Her tight pussy stretches for me, allowing me more entrance into her. I feel her muscles tighten around my cock and I’m losing fucking control. I need to move inside her, harder, faster, I want to consume every single inch of her body, mind and soul. She needs time to adapt to my size, I still in her body, but they way her pussy clenches around my cock, the need to fuck her into submission comes back.

  She lets out a whimper and I feel her body trying to adapt, it becomes hotter, wetter with need and I need to move. I need to feel her as she comes around my cock. I need everything she can give me and then more. I reach for her nipples and tweak the already hard peaks. She tries to wiggle out of my grasp. She will soon learn how pain can quickly turn into white hot pleasure. And I will take her there. Every. Fucking. Time.

  I move slowly, allowing her to adapt to my size. Her moans are driving me mad with every slow thrust I give her. I pull out a few inches only to slam back inside her. So fucking tight, her pussy walls clamp around me, almost jerking me off instantly. The need to claim her runs through my thoughts, consuming them, until I think of nothing else than her tight as fuck pussy and to claim her.

  She had a small taste of the pain the claiming bite will be, I couldn’t resist, when I latched onto her puckered nipple. I tasted her blood, sweet, pure and addictive, I wanted more, he wanted more. But he saw her reaction to him, she isn’t ready to deal with the devil laying beneath my surface, so he willingly came back and allowed me control.