His Darkest Desires

by C. M. Allen

  Moving his hands over my stomach and then to my breasts, he massaged each one with such love and tenderness that it caused a soothing moan to escape my lips as I sunk back into him, leaving me with a feeling of tranquility. "God Archer, your hands feel so good."

  "You like that, angel?"

  "Yes." I whispered.

  "Good. I want you nice and sated for what I have planned for you tonight," he breathed into my ear, nuzzling my neck with his lips before he nibbled on my earlobe hard enough to make me realize this was going to be the softest part of the evening. He finished washing me, paying close attention to my aching sex, running his fingers over it lightly several times, but never hard enough to make me come. He was setting my body up for the edge I undoubtedly knew he was going to leave me waiting on for the fall of pleasure that he’d eventually grant me. "Wash yourself off while I clean up."

  Moving under the water I asked. "Don't I get to wash you?"

  Archer turned to face me, his Dom mask fully in place. "No. My rules tonight, angel. You will only touch me if I want you to. Otherwise, you'll keep your hands to yourself." Feeling the pang of disappointment, my lips formed a frown. "Don't try that beautiful manipulation of yours on me, because it won't work." He informed me with a heated look in his eyes before smacking me on the ass, causing me to yelp. Turning the water off, we both exited the shower as he grabbed a towel and started to dry me off. "Go into the bedroom and sit on the edge of the bed and wait for me while I dry off." Doing as I was asked to, my breath rushed from my lungs when he strolled into the room with his body on full display for my eyes that couldn’t seem to drink him in fast enough. Leaning down on the bed, he caged me in with an arm on either side of me. "Are you ready for me, Sloane? The real me?"

  I began to wonder in silence as to what that fully entailed, but the one thing I knew to be true allowed me to answer. "Yes, I am, Archer. I know you won't hurt me." He raised his brow at me when I finished with. "At least... not too badly."

  Gently grabbing my chin, he kissed my lips, commanding that I open for him as he pushed his tongue inside and took me in a punishing, yet passionate kiss. Backing away from me, he reached into the nightstand drawer while holding my gaze and pulled out a blindfold, sliding it through his fingers in front of me. "Stand up and turn around." As I did what he had asked, he put the blindfold over my eyes, pushing me to tune everything running through my mind out, and only feel and hear what was happening around me. Suddenly the music in the background, that had been playing this whole time, came back into focus once again. I heard the haunting song Whispering by Alex Clare playing, and it lulled me into a relaxed state. Once my blindfold was in place, he told me to climb up onto the bed and lay on my back. "Now I want you to remember to use your safe words if it becomes too much, Sloane."

  "I will."

  "Good girl." I could hear him move away from me, then some metal clinking sounds before he grabbed my feet, spreading my legs wide. The next thing I felt was each ankle being locked into a strap of cold leather. "Try to push your legs together."

  Doing as he'd asked, I found that I was unable to. "I can't."

  "Exactly." He smiled right before I heard another click and my legs were spread even further apart. "It's called a spreader bar. This way, no matter how bad you want to try and close your legs, you can't. And for what I have planned for you angel, you're going to be begging me to stop, but I won't. Not unless you use your safe word." Swallowing hard and hoping I knew just what I'd gotten myself into with agreeing to see the full Archer, I knew only one thing to be true in this leap of faith I was taking, and that was that I trusted him with my life. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that he would never do anything to harm me. Listening for any movement in the room, I suddenly felt his hot breath on my face when he leaned down to whisper. "Lift your hands over your head for me." Doing as he’d asked, my wrists were bound to the bed, stretching my body, causing my back to arch, putting my breasts on full display. When he finished tying me to the bed, he asked. "Is it too tight?"

  "No." Was all I can muster in between the pants in my breath. Laying there, I licked my lips, trying for any kind of moisture on them when I suddenly felt his warm mouth on my breast, sucking and tugging on my nipple with his teeth, then moving to the other doing the same, drawing a moan from my lips.

  "This is going to bite at first, but it will turn into pleasure, so I want you to breathe through it, okay?"

  I replied in a shaky voice. "O-okay." Not knowing what to expect.

  Feeling a metal vise grip my nipple tightly, I let out a whimpered gasp. "Breathe, Sloane," he told me, and I did. The pain I felt began to melt away, bringing a heightened feeling to my breast. Moments later, he put another metal vice on my other nipple, causing a gasp once again at the initial bite of the metal teeth. I could feel the cold chain that rested between my breasts, connecting them together. "How do they feel?"

  "Tender yet stimulated."

  "Good. And now I want you to tell me how this feels," he said only seconds before he tugs on the chain in between my breasts and sunk two fingers deep inside of me. The pain/pleasure mix caused me to gasp with every nerve in my body coming to life all at the same time, feeling things, I'd never felt before, that rode on the boarder of pleasure and pain, but mostly pleasure. Another moan slipped from my lips as he continued to plunge his fingers in and out of me, while tugging gently on the chain in sync with the movement of his fingers, ramping by body up, higher and higher. Knowing I was getting close and that he would probably deny me my orgasm, I was surprised when he kissed my lips and told me. "Welcome to my world, now come for me, angel." As soon as he gave my body the permission it needed, I screamed out the first of what I knew will be many powerful orgasms that he’d give me tonight. As I came back down from the high of my release, I felt him leave the bed for a moment, heightening my need for his return.

  Suddenly he lifted the bar my feet were hooked to into in the air and pushed it back towards my body, causing my knees to bend, and legs to spread wide. The quickness of what he did made my breath catch as he crashed his mouth over my sex, sucking and biting me, bringing me right back to the edge again. "Oh God, Archer." Was all I could say before he suddenly stopped. My mind was reeling at the possibility that he was possibly going to leave me in this state, and I couldn't stop it when my breathing picked up to a panicking pace. "Archer, please."

  "Please what, angel?" I heard him ask in a low tone, as though he's far away from me, but I knew it was my mind playing tricks on me in my heightened state of arousal, because he still had a firm grip on the spreader bar. Feeling it move again between my legs, it felt as if it was being tugged towards my head, and I suddenly realize that he'd anchored it to the headboard, leaving me wide open and feeling more vulnerable than I'd ever felt in my life. "Are you still with me, Sloane?" He asked as he ran his fingertips down the back of each of my thighs, coming painfully close to my clit. At a loss for words with all these feelings and emotions overtaking my body, I simply nodded my answer two seconds before Archer, slaps his hand hard over my sex, causing me to jump at the bite of pain it inflicted before it turned into a warmth that spread through me. The area between my legs became so soaked with my arousal, I could feel it running down over my tight little hole.

  "Use your words, Sloane."

  "Yes. Yes, I'm still with you." I squeaked out in a breathy tone.

  "You look so beautiful, soaking wet, and spread open and waiting for me. Do you know that angel? Seeing you like this, all spread out for me, makes me so hard I could fuck through a brick wall right now." Leaning closer to my ear, his warm breath floated over me. "Now I'm going to make use of this wetness you've given me. I need you to trust me that I won't push you too far, so if you get scared I want you to use your safe word yellow that way we can discuss your concerns if you have any, okay?"

  "Okay.

  "Good girl." I felt him move off the bed and return a few seconds later. My breath hitched in my throat the moment I the cold met
al pressed into my heated sex. Pushing it in and out in slow, shallow movements, he brought it all the way out, circling it around my clit several times before pushing it back inside me again, causing an aroused whimper to fall from my lips. "Does that feel good?"

  I bit down on my bottom lip. "Oh God, yes."

  "That's good angel, but this isn't going in your tight little cunt. It's going in your nice tight ass." Freezing at the thought of him putting that in my sacred area; where I'd never let anyone touch me before, it caused a streak of panic to run through me. I contemplated using my safe word, not being sure I could go through with this. Reading me like he always seemed to, I felt Archers hand begin to stroke my cheek as he said in a low growl. "Just trust me to know what your body can handle, Sloane."

  Nodding my head, I told him. "I do trust you, Archer."

  Kissing me, he moved between my legs again, running the metal over my sex in long strokes, then further down to my backside. "It's called a butt plug. I'm going to slide it in slowly, so be sure to breathe through the pressure, your body will adjust," he said right before I started to feel the metal push against my most private area. "Breathe for me, angel." He reminded me, making me realize that I was holding my breath. As he pushed past the tight ring, I felt a quick shot of pain before it subsided, causing me to gasp. "Soon I will take you here too Sloane, but not before I know you're ready." Relief washed over me that he wasn’t going to push me to do that tonight, then my thoughts were interrupted by his next words. "Now I'm going to fuck you long, and I'm going to fuck you hard angel, and it's going to feel a lot more intense with this in your ass. So, are you ready for me?" As I'd been about to answer him, he punctuated his words by running his tongue up between my folds, stealing my breath away before sinking into me in one hard stroke, pulling another cracked moan from my throat. As my body adjusted to the double invasion, he started to move at a punishing pace, pounding into me as though he couldn't get far enough inside me.

  "God, I love you. You and this pussy drive me insane with wanting you, Sloane. You’re all I can think about day and night, how I'm going to devour you with my mouth and fuck you with my cock. I'll never get enough of you," he said, moving to what felt like a sitting position between my legs, spreading me further apart with his fingers as he continued pounding into me even deeper than before.

  Feeling my orgasm build, I began to beg him to let me come. "Archer, please let me come, I c-can't hold it."

  Slapping me hard on the ass he ordered me. "You can, and you will hold it, Sloane. You will not come until I give you permission, do you hear me?" Tears started to stream out from under my blindfold as the stress of keeping myself teetering on the edge and not giving in to the pleasure I craved so badly wreaked havoc on my emotions. Knowing as usual how far he could push me, Archer leaned over and took my breath away with his kiss, biting my bottom lip as he growled with a strain to his voice in between his tongue stroking over mine. "Come with me now, angel." With his permission, my body broke away and fell apart in his skillful hands as the waves of my orgasm washed over me on what seemed like an endless loop of pleasure. It was more powerfully draining than anything I'd ever felt in my life. Just as I started to become coherent again, I can feel Archer find his own release inside of me. "God, I love you, Sloane." When he withdrew from me, I felt empty inside as if he were the only one that would make me feel whole again. He made quick work of removing all my bindings, rubbing my wrists and ankles as he went before scooping my worn out and wanton body up and taking me into the bathroom. Setting me on the sink, he turned the water on and filled up the bathtub.

  CHAPTER

  29

  Archer

  Watching Sloane be able to handle what I'd put her body through tonight made me fall even more in love with her, knowing she might just be able to survive in my dark world more than I once had thought. Placing her limp body into the warm bath I'd drawn for her, I got in behind her and used the bath oil I had and began to massage her shoulders and arms to relieve any tension she might feel, even though I knew she would still to be sore tomorrow. It brought a smile to my face just knowing that every move she made that she’d have no choice but to think about me. Bringing me out of my thoughts I heard her say my name. "Archer?"

  Kissing the back of her neck, shivers ran down her body, causing pride to rise-up within me that I could make her body speak to me anytime I wanted it to without her mind even needed, making her totally mine. "Yes?"

  Silent for a moment as she seemed to think about her question, she finally asked. "Is it always going to be like that?"

  A feeling of fear barreled over me at the thought that I'd misjudged her ability to be able to live in my world. "What do you mean?"

  "That intense? I've never had an orgasm like the one I just had with you, it felt as if I wasn't even in control of my body."

  Kissing the top of her head, I was relieved at her question. "In the simplest of terms, you weren't in control of your body Sloane, I was. It was in my control tonight. That's what happens when you give yourself over to me completely and trust that I will always cherish the gift of your submission you've chosen to give me, and never abuse it or take it for granted. What you gave me tonight, shows me that you've put your trust in my hands and I will not let you ever regret it. I will always take care of you." I finished saying with another kiss to her head.

  Leaning her head back onto my shoulder, she let out a sigh before she said with a laugh. "Death by sex, hmm, what a way to go."

  Chuckling at her comment I told her. "I promise you that you will never feel anything but alive in my arms, angel. Always."

  "I do feel alive with you, Archer. Always. And I miss you when you're not near."

  Pausing for a moment, I could tell she had something else on her mind that she wanted to say but seemed to be struggling with the words. Gripping her jaw, I turned her so I could see her eyes, only to be surprised by the flow of tears making their way down her beautiful face. "What is it, angel? Why are you crying?"

  "I'm scared, Archer. We've struggled and been through so much to be here together, like this. What if it doesn't last? What if you decide I'm not enough for you? Or I don't really fit into your world?"

  Feeling pissed off at the fact that I had somehow failed to make her see that she was all I'll ever needed, I began to stand up, pulling her up with me. "Stand up Sloane, I need to be able to see you for this conversation." Placing my hands on her shoulders, I turned her towards me, cupping her face with my hands as she lifted her turbulent eyes to mine. "You mean the world to me. You are more than I could have ever hoped to find in a woman or a sub in this life. You were made for me. Can you not see that? You demand my respect and put me in my place when needed, yet you submit to me and allow me the control I need in my life. You're the perfect combination of the perfect woman for me. And no one on this earth will ever take you from me. As long as you want me, I am yours, heart and soul."

  Tears started to flow faster from her eyes as she buried her face in my chest and wrapped her arms around my waist. "I love you, Archer Jennings, so much."

  Kissing the top of her head, I replied. "I love you too angel, with everything I am, and I always will. No matter what happens, you'll always own my heart. If you ever do decide to leave me one day, you might as well just take it with you because it won't be worth a damn to me anymore without you."

  Looking up into my eyes, she said in a choked sob. "You're never going to have to live without it, because I'm not going anywhere."

  My phone ringing interrupted us. Kissing her on the lips, I stepped out of the tub, grabbing a towel to go get my phone. "Jennings here."

  "Archer, it's, Dalton. I hope I'm not interrupting anything kinky."

  Chuckling at his hidden jab I answered. "No, no, you're not. What can I do for you?"

  "Well, I wanted to run something by you and Slade tomorrow. So can you meet me in my office first thing in the morning, about eight?"

  "Sure, that's fine. Nothing's wrong, is
it?"

  "No. I just have an idea for the company and want to see what you two think about it, since we are partners and we all have a say in what goes on with it."

  Knowing Dalton was always so generous as to include us in these types of decisions, when he'd been the one who started this company and then brought Slade and I in, I simply replied. "You got it. I'll see you at O eight hundred hours tomorrow."

  He chuckled at my military response. "You have a nice evening now, Jennings. Oh, and Archer?"

  “Yes?"

  "Smack dat ass, baby!" he said, laughing at his own joke.

  "Fuck you, asshole." I replied, hanging up on him as he still laughed it up. Walking into the office the next morning, I was a little early, so I headed to mine first to check my emails before going to Dalton’s. Once I'd gone through all the ones that needed my immediate attention, I headed out to meet up with Dalton, and Slade. Walking in, I saw that Slade was already here. "Good morning, boys." I called out with a big smile on my face.

  "Well, someone's sure in a chipper mood today." Dalton replied with a smirk. "You must have taken my advice last night."

  "What advice was that?" Slade asked, trying not to laugh.

  "Not a fucking thing! You two are assholes. Now what's this big decision you need our help with?" I questioned, sitting down next to Slade, hoping to change the subject.

  "Well, as you know when I started this company, I did it with the hopes of bringing in men like yourselves that I trust and build it into something bigger one day, and we have. Together, the three of us have taken this company further than anything I had ever imagined it would be, and now I want to take it one step further." Slade and I exchanged puzzled looks before he continued. "What would you say to adding a fourth partner that can bring us probably the last few connections that we don't currently have in this business, and the technology to keep us ahead of the game in the upcoming future?"