Catching Pretty (Lovely Broken Doll #2)

11. The Warden

THE WARDEN

A va tried to stab me.

A dark thrill sparked through me.

My girl had guts. She had fire. Fuck, I loved that about her.

But a sharper edge of irritation simmered beneath it, the frustration that even now, after everything, she was still fighting me. She might have agreed to my plans, but her defiance still flickered just below the surface.

“You could have at least waited until dessert,” I complained. “I made opera cake. Your favorite. The cake knife would have at least been a decent knife to come at me with.”

“You bastard,” she hissed as she struggled. “Let me go.”

But I knew she didn’t really want me to; her nipples were hard, pressing into my chest.

I shoved a knee between her thighs, bunching her emerald gown as I pressed my thigh against her clit.

Her pupils dilated, her cheeks flushing, and she made an adorable gurgle in the back of her throat as she tried not to moan.

“Let me go.” Her voice was barely above a whisper, and her tongue darted out to lick her lips.

“Now why would I do that when I can do this instead?”

I ground my thigh against her, making her gasp and shove against my chest. But her traitorous fingers gripped into me, as if wanting to pull me closer.

I tried to push my hand up her dress, gathering the endless skirt before frustration got the better of me. I ripped it off, the lovely Valentino gown tearing at the nipped-in waist.

She looked up at me, her lips parting in a breathless gasp. “You ruined it.”

“I’ll buy ten more,” I promised.

I kicked her legs apart and pushed aside her panties, groaning when I found her soaked.

“Soaked,” I tsked . “Oh, Ava. You naughty girl, what would your precious Scáth say if he knew you were gushing for your cruel, mean kidnapper.”

I ran a finger through her folds, circling her clit, and she gasped, trying to move against me. But my other hand kept her still, pressed up against the wall by her throat, as my fingers dipped into her.

Heat and shame flushed her cheeks. “You bastard. Stop.”

Fuck, she felt so tight, so hot and wet. My cock ached to replace my fingers.

“No,” I said. “I don’t think I will. Don’t think you really want me to either.”

I kissed her, stealing the gasp she made when I pushed three fingers into her, thrusting them fast and hard .

She beat at my chest as I claimed her lips, kissing her as I fingerfucked her. But her hits soon weakened, her fingers curling into my suit lapels and drawing me in closer.

“Such a good little captive,” I crooned. “Maybe I’ll even let you come. Beg for me and make it pretty.”

Her eyes glittered with unshed tears as I abused her pussy with my fingers roughly, my anger getting the better of me.

She bit her lip, a refusal to beg.

“Fuck. You.” She glared at me, but her breath caught, her body jerking and shuddering against me.

“Excellent idea, hummingbird. I’ll be doing that.”

I could feel her walls clenching me as she neared orgasm.

I squeezed two pressure points in her neck, cutting off the blood to her brain.

“What are you—?” She gasped, sucking in air as her eyes rolled into her head.

I caught her in my arms as she passed out.

I picked up an unconscious Ava and laid her on the heavy dark wood table, shoving dishes out of the way so they smashed against the floor.

You’ve ruined dinner. But I will enjoy punishing you.

I sat at the chair between her legs and pulled her toward me so that her ass was at the table’s edge and her legs were resting on the arms of my chair.

I tore off her panties, and the heady smell of her arousal filled the room.

I looked down at her, lying unconscious on the table, a feast for my eyes in the way the emerald bodice set off her creamy skin and the way her thighs parted, her pink pussy glistening like dew.

She was beautiful, like a fallen angel.

Or a devil.

I dove my mouth to her pussy, ravaging her folds with my mouth and tongue.

Her hips rocked, the movement coming from deep inside her, her eyes fluttering even as she remained under.

She tasted so fucking sweet. So wet and tight.

I tongued along her folds and sucked her clit into my mouth, feeling it swell as I brought her to the edge. Even though she was unconscious, her hips rocked toward my mouth, her breath growing shallow and rapid.

My fingers dug into her creamy thighs as I slowly lost my mind.

The smell of her. The taste of her.

The feel of her.

I needed all of her.

Now.

Fuck the rules. She tried to stab me. She needed to be punished.

I pulled away, licking my lips of her sweet taste, and unbuckled my pants, letting my cock spring free.

It was already hard and throbbing, the tip leaking pre-cum.

I lined myself up at her entrance and pushed inside, inch by glorious inch, until I was fully inside of her.

Fuck, she felt like heaven.

Abusing her like this would send me to hell. But it was a place that I would gladly burn in for all of eternity .

I thrust in and out, slowly, taking my time, not wanting to go too quickly, despite the urgency screaming inside me.

I could feel her pulse around me, her walls fluttering, the orgasm coming, her body ready.

A groan slipped past her lips and more wetness soaked my cock and her thighs. Even though she was unconscious, she wanted more, needed more.

And I gave her more.

I gripped her hips and thrust into her again and again, feeling her walls grip me like a vise.

Just before the orgasm rocked through her, I pulled out.

Her brows furrowed, her nipples hard as I climbed over her. On the table, I turned to face her feet, planted my knees on either side of her head, and pushed my cock past her plump lips.

My hand slid around her throat, my fingers pushing the pressure points, making sure she didn’t wake as I abused her mouth.

Her throat was loose and relaxed so I could push all the way down past her voice box.

Fuck, so deep. So tight.

I fucked her face, her eyes leaking tears, smearing her mascara, making her look like a beautiful, ruined doll.

She was so beautiful like this. Her hair messy, her makeup smeared, her dress ripped and torn, her lips swollen from my abuse.

And I was so close.

But there was one final punishment that she deserved.

I pulled my cock from her lips, groaning as it sprung free and slapped her lips .

I climbed off the table and rolled her to her front, positioning her hips at the edge.

Her back hole seemed to wink at me, the only hole I hadn’t punished yet.

I plunged my fingers into her pussy and scooped up moisture from her, working it up to her back hole.

As I touched her, her back arched toward me as if begging for more.

With her asshole wet, I worked two fingers inside her first, stretching her.

You’ll feel me for days, hummingbird. A reminder for you to be a good girl.

I worked her hole, stretching her, taking my time. She loosened easily for me, so relaxed in her unconscious state.

When she was ready, I slipped the tip of my cock in and hissed at the feel of her like a tight wet fist.

Her hips rocked, trying to take more of me.

My cock throbbed and twitched, wanting more.

“Good girl, Ava,” I said as I stroked her back. “I can’t wait until you’re awake. I want to hear you beg.”

I inched my way into her asshole, feeling her walls stretch, her body taking me so well.

“That’s it, Ava, take all of it.”

Passed out, her walls were relaxed, taking me easier than if she were awake. Once I was fully in, I began to thrust, slowly at first, then harder.

I pounded her, gripping her ass cheeks and squeezing them, the flesh so supple and firm, a work of art.

“So fucking good.”

Her tight little ass pulled at me as I pumped into her, her hips twitching, her mouth parted and gasping and fogging against the polished wooden table.

I groaned, thrusting, my cock pulsing as I came.

I pulled out, stroking myself, cum splattering all over her ass and lower back, covering her in my seed.

“Yes,” I hissed, my heart racing like it was trying to bang out of my chest.

I held myself up with trembling arms on the table as whimpers came from her, as she rocked her hips, begging for more.

Sorry, hummingbird, I thought as I cleaned her up with a napkin. You only get to come in therapy.