by A. A. Davies
For something as small as this.
I clear my throat as I pull her tightly against me and kiss the top of her head. I let my lips linger there for a moment, breathe her in, then pull away and do my best to sound like the sturdy-voiced bastard she knows me as.
“It’s about time,” I say with a chuckle. A normal person would have replied with you’re welcome, but I’m tired of pretending to be something I’m not. Snow shimmies slightly in my grip and looks up at me, a small smile on her lips before she turns her attention back to the gift.
It’s nothing too major but knowing her love of animals, felines and canines being her favorite, I went into the taxidermy shop a few doors down from Virulence and Vanity and got her a little fox tail.
I’ll have to finish it myself and she’ll wear it for me like a happy little pup finally accepting of her master.
“If you really like it, I’ll go back tomorrow and find some ears to match, okay?” I tell her, rubbing her arms with my hands. Snow nods before she tucks the tail back into the bag, then pulls away from me.
I’m confused at first, angered and hurt, until I see her move back onto her hands and knees, face to the wall.
I’m not overly fond of treating her like an animal, but humans are animals too and this one lacks discipline.
I don’t know how else to teach her than like this.
“Do you want to sleep in my bed tonight?” I ask as I reach forward and run a finger down the back of her thigh. I follow the line through the curve of her knee, until I stop at the back of her ankle, hoping above all else that she’ll say yes.
But Snow goes back to her silence, not answering me with words. Instead she chooses actions as her response and turns to face me.
I smile as my heart starts to beat a little faster inside of my chest.
Even though she keeps her eyes directly ahead, I know she’s as happy about this as I am. Especially when I get to my feet and move quickly toward the closet. I hang my jacket inside, then reach on the top shelf for her leash.
Either she’ll get to her feet and walk on her own, or she’s going to let me lead her.
No matter what happens, this will be the greatest night of my life—the one I’ve been waiting for since the first time I laid eyes on her.
I walk back toward Snow and let the leash unravel. It swings lazily in front of her and I wait for her to make her decision.
When she clears her throat and turns her eyes to look up at me, I shake my head fondly and lean down to clip the leash to her collar.
Animal it is then.
Chapter Five
Snow is settled on the edge of my bed. Her hands are on her knees, her eyes on me, waiting for a command, any command that might tell her what to do next, but I want this to be natural.
I don’t want to have to guide her when it comes to being with me—she has to be able to feel it on her own.
Want it.
Need it.
Feed the desire that I know is inside both of us.
I’m on my back, a pillow propped up behind my head, allowing me to watch her next move—if she decides to make one, but when she doesn’t, I decide to make it for her.
Reaching down, I pull the zipper of my jeans open and then remove my shirt, tossing it over the side of the bed.
Snow’s eyes wander up the bed slowly, deliberately until they meet with mine and I let out a low chuckle.
Maybe it’s because she hasn’t been touched like this before that she doesn’t know what to do. Perhaps, I should guide her; isn’t that what a normal man would do?
It now dawns on me that I ask myself that question more than I should which only solidifies that I’m far from the norm and I’m quite fine with that.
Grunting, I tug at the leash. Snow lurches forward, losing her balance, and I watch as her hands struggle briefly as she uses them to prop herself up either side of my legs. She looks up at me from underneath the cascade of white hair that’s fallen on her face, and I can almost swear that I see the smile curving her lips.
Of course, at this point, it could all be in my head, but I refuse to believe that.
I’ve had such vivid dreams of this exact moment that it’s almost hard to fathom it’s actually happening and not another dreamscape that I’ve wandered into.
The reality of it takes over me like a tidal wave crashing into coastal Japan. I quickly begin to reel her in, wrapping the leash tightly around my fist, until she’s hovering above me, panting, and desperate for what’s to come.
The pink nipples on her small, supple tits graze my bare chest when I give her leash another tug.
The sheer sensation of it starts to make my dick hard, but I won’t let her know. Not just yet. She has to remember her discipline and earn that; no matter how desperately I want her right now.
I raise myself off the bed no more than two inches and brush my lips against hers.
Snow places her hands against my chest and pushes me away. I wrap the leash tighter around my fist and give it a hard jerk. When she yelps and comes dangerously close to crashing against me, I place a hand around the flesh of her minimally exposed neck and look into her eyes.
It takes a moment for them to come into focus, to see me again, but when they do it’s almost like she’s finally seeing me for the first time.
“Don’t do that again,” I warn her in a low tone. She nods and I lay back down on the bed, pulling her down against me.
By this point, I could fuck her through the goddamn mattress, but I want to be patient. I have to know that this will all be worth it in the end.
Worth means more to me than love and I’ve taken a huge risk with Snow being here.
I give her some leeway by letting the leash a little looser in my fist, and when she takes in a deep breath, I smile.
“Do you want this?” I ask her.
I do my best to mask the wheedling in my tone, but I need her to say yes more than anything.
More than the fucking air she breathes.
Which I’m more than willing to cut off again if she doesn’t answer me the way I want her to.
“Yes,” she whispers after what seems like a torturous century of time.
“This has to be our secret, okay? Just like when you got here,” I remind her as I reach up and gently caress the side of her face.
“Our secret,” she echoes as she waits.
I can see the innocence in her eyes, in the way she’s sitting clumsily on top of me, and the only thing that I have the will for right now is to destroy it.
With a nod, I sit up and unclip the leash from her collar. She places her hands on my shoulders as I pull her against me, slide my hands up her bare skin, then quickly unbutton the collar from around her throat.
It will go back on when we’re done because I’m not entirely sure that she’s learned every lesson I want her to yet, however, I want this moment to be completely untethered.
After I’ve placed her collar on the nightstand next to my bed, I shift underneath her so that’s she’s straddling me properly. Her eyes widen slightly when I allow her to feel how hard she’s made me, and I chuckle.
“I’ll do my best to be gentle,” I promise her before I pick her up off my body and set her on the bed next to me.
Snow looks afraid, excited, and maybe a little lost, but this is what she came for isn’t it?
She found me and I can’t let her go.
Not now.
Not ever.
I lay next to her and turn on my side, trailing a fingertip from her neck down to her tummy before I grip the inside of her thigh. She lets out a little yelp and I have to bite my grin back. I haven’t even had the chance to do anything to her yet and she’s already enjoying it or terrified of what’s to come.
Either way, she’s given herself to me to use by promising to never speak a word of this and what kind of man would I be to her if I let her down?
My fingers ease up on the flesh of her inner thigh as I gently reach over and rub her pussy thro
ugh her panties. She’s already wet with anticipation and that makes me feel good.
It tells me that my hands on her are something that she wants as much as I do, and I won’t disappoint her.
I use the tip of my forefinger to push her panties to the side and begin to tease her by running it up and down her slit. She’s so goddamn wet that if I’m not careful, I’ll slip a finger into her before I mean to.
It would ruin the surprise of what I’m intending, though I know she can’t be that innocent. She would have to know something about how life works between two people when they love each other.
Snow’s legs begin to tremble as I continue the tease, then when she gets to the point where her breathing turns into whimpers, I pull my finger away and take her panties off.
She looks down at me but I’m careful to avoid her eyes. I can feel them on me and that’s enough to let me know that she’s entirely with me at this moment.
After I’ve crumpled up her panties and tossed them over the side of the bed, I move quickly, gently prying her legs open, then inhale her scent as deeply as I can.
I would imagine the sensation that comes over me is what high feels like, because I almost become drunk on it.
I use the tip of my tongue to tease her clit. Gently flicking at it, then pulling back each time she whimpers. It sounds almost more like sadness than euphoria which makes me wonder if she’s lied to me about wanting to be here.
Taking a deep, intoxicating breath, I bring a finger up and gently press it against her slit. When Snow whimpers again, I begin to push it inside of her, careful not to break her barrier just yet.
That’s something that I want my cock to do.
And she does too.
Whether she wants to admit it or not.
I move my tongue away from her clit and begin to push it into her wet, hot core. Again, I’m careful not to break her barrier.
Not when there are more emotions to share, more nerves to bring to life, more … everything.
Snow reaches down and grips a fistful of my hair and I reach up instantly to twist her wrist.
“Have you earned that?” I ask her in a gruff tone as I glance up at her sharply.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers.
I nod and let go of her wrist, then go back to her pussy. The taste is another euphoria all on its own. She tastes like wild blueberries—my favorite.
Snow arches her back slightly, bringing her body off the bed and I use it to my advantage. I reach underneath her and grip her ass cheeks, dig my fingernails into the flesh, as I hold her in place and continue to lap at her.
“Good girl,” I whisper against her pussy as she begins to move her hips. Her body is giving her direction that will benefit us both.
Now and when the time comes.
Taking a deep breath, I allow her to lower herself back onto the bed, then push myself up with my fists, giving her a devilish grin.
“Is it still our secret?” I ask her, tilting my head to the side.
“Always,” she breathes.
At the moment of her affirmation that this will “always” be ours, I get to my feet and push my jeans down, kicking them to the side, giving her a moment to look at my body.
Snow has never been able to look away from me—even when we first started this relationship.
We both knew that it was something that would eventually come back to haunt us if neither of us was able to keep the secrets I knew we’d share.
That was when I made a pact with her.
For every secret she promised to keep, I would allow her a meal.
She’s earned two so far, so tomorrow will be a good day for her.
But tonight, belongs to me.
Chapter Six
I hover over the beautiful, timid girl on my bed and smile when she reaches to put her hands on either side of my face.
The trembling hasn’t stopped but neither has the longing in her eyes.
I’ll give myself to her tonight because it’s the right thing to do.
I take her hand and place it on my throbbing cock. She gently runs her hand down the length taking in every piece of flesh, every vein that’s aching to explode for her.
In her.
When she glances over at me again, I tell myself to remain patient. While I don’t want to do all of the work for her, I’ll have to help get things started.
Reaching down, I wrap a hand around hers while I cross my other arm behind my neck. Snow rips her eyes away from me, completely transfixed by how my stomach is starting to shudder slightly at the sensation of what we’re doing together.
She pries my hand away from hers, as she continues the up and down motion. She’s gentle at first, the innocence shining through her clumsy movements, but when she gets a better hold of what she’s doing, she begins to move her hand a little faster, tug a little harder, and elicits a pained groan from me.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers, immediately letting go of my cock.
“It’s okay,” I reassure her as I push her hand back toward the task at hand. “I don’t mind the pain.”
And I don’t because it’s her inflicting it on me.
Had it been anyone else, I would have thrown them off my bed and out of my house, but Snow is and always has been different.
There’s that word again, I think as I bring my arm around and cover my face with my hands. Always. The promise that I wanted—the one she swears she’ll keep.
“Kenji?” Snow asks timidly, her hand still moving at a moderate enough pace to get me close to climax.
I use my hands to push my hair from my face as I look at her through lust-hazed eyes, my breathing becoming labored.
“Do you want me to stop?” she asks.
I want to say no, especially since she shows no signs of slowing down, but there’s more to what we can have than just this.
“Please,” I whisper in a trembling voice and she does.
She sits back on the balls of her feet and I sit up, pull her toward me, then lay her on her back.
I want to be inside of her.
I need to know what it’s like, and the time has finally come.
“I’ll try not to hurt you,” I say to Snow as I lean down and bite her lower lip. She nods as best as she can, completely unaware of how far I’m willing to go with her. That’s when I use my knee to gently spread her legs open.
I reach down and grip my cock, but then have a second thought.
“I want you to do it,” I say as I look into her eyes again.
“Do what?” she asks timidly.
“I want you to put me inside of you.”
“How?”
I almost chuckle at her question, but this is no time for laughter. It’s time to be the man she deserves, and I refuse to be anything less.
“Grab it and guide me,” I tell her as I lean down and nip at her bottom lip again.
“What if I don’t do it right?” she asks, the tremor returning to her tone.
“Then I will.”
My tenor is strong, commanding, reassuring.
All of the things that I know she needs and wants but never knew until now.
Snow does as she’s commanded and gets a firm hold of my cock, spreads her legs a little wider and lets out a sigh as I begin to kiss the flesh of her neck.
One final gesture of kindness before I take what’s mine and claim her forever.
When I feel the head of my cock resting against her opening, I push her hand away. I’m gentle in the manner I do it because I don’t want her to think that she’s done a bad job—I just need the foreplay to fucking end now.
I pull away from Snow, get to my knees, and grip her hips. One hard tug and she’s so close to me that I can smell her wild blueberry cunt again. I smack the head of my cock against her clit a few times, watching her as she writhes against the bed, her hands digging into the sheets, and almost pulling them off the mattress.
When I’m sure she can’t take being teased anymore, I begin to push insi
de of her.
Her knuckles turn white.
She tugs the sheets harder.
Her jaw tightens as she begins to grit her teeth.
And when I finally have forced my way into her innocent little hole, she lets out a groan that I’m sure neither of us knew that she was capable of.
“Good girl,” I reassure her as I lean back down and hover over her. Snow moves her hands to my shoulders and braces herself damn near ignorant as to what I’m going to do to her.
I begin to roll my hips as gently as I can at first because I promised her that I would be gentle. I’m trying to keep from treating her like the animal that I’m training her to be because then she’ll never allow me this moment again.
But when she tightens her core against my next thrust, I lose control. My senses are overcome by her obvious need of me and I begin to fuck her harder than I know I should.
Snow begins to yelp in pain.
She brought this on herself.
I had every intention of being good to her, but she forced me to act like this and now she has to pay the price.
“Kenji,” she gasps out, as her fingernails begin to dig into my shoulders. I inhale sharply at the slight sting of her tearing my flesh, while telling myself that she’s only claiming her due.
I tore her open and in return, she’s attempting to return the favor.
I’m not angry at her for it.
I’d do the same thing if I were in her position, but I’m not and I realize now that it needs to change.
I pull out of Snow and grip her by the arms, roughly moving her on top of me once I lay on my back. She looks scared, nothing like the animal I was hoping she’d be, and I can’t fault her for that.
After all, it’s her first time and she wants to do as well as she can for me.
At least, that’s my hope.
“Climb on,” I command her in a gruff tone.
Snow looks down at my cock, sees the blood she’s left on it and flits her eyes back toward me.
There’s a renewed determination in her gaze now. Almost as if she wants to reclaim what I took from her but doesn’t know how.
I grit my teeth and growl as I reach for her and bring her body on top of mine. I smack her thighs apart then settle her onto my cock and thrust up into her cunt.