Chapter Nine
Rafael found Faith standing on the far side of the bedroom and in front of the window with her arms wrapped around her waist. She turned his way and took a step toward him.
“Who was it? What did he want?”
Rafael pulled her over to the bed, sat her down, and then sat next to her. “It was Winston Barlow…”
“He’s my father’s closest friend. It’s about my father, isn’t it?”
Rafael nodded.
“He’s d-dead?”
“Yes, Baby. I’m so sorry.”
She jerked away from him and screamed. “No … I didn’t get to say goodbye!”
Rafael stood and took a step toward her and had to grab her when she tried to move away from him. “I know, Baby.”
He hated how lost she looked at that moment, and he didn’t know how to fix it. He wasn’t used to being unable to control everything around him.
“My sisters know?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“I want to see them.”
“We’re getting it set up for tomorrow,” he told her.
“When is the funeral?”
Fuck. As much as he hated it, he had to be truthful with her. “You girls aren’t going.”
“What? Why?” she cried out.
“It’s not safe.”
“It’s my father’s funeral, Rafael.”
“I know.”
“Can I at least see him one more time? You could sneak me in the back of the building.”
He wiped a hand down his face. “Baby, Eldora had him cremated already.”
Any color she’d had washed away with her despair. She started rocking herself and mumbling, but no tears had come, which he worried about.
“Can I hold you?”
She held out a hand when he took a step toward her. “No. Can you give me some time alone?”
“I don’t think it’s a good idea to leave you right now.”
“Please! Give me this.”
Rafael sighed and nodded. “I’ll be up to check on you in a bit.” He wasn’t sure she heard him because she had turned away and walked back to the window.
He told Maggie what happened and then waited thirty minutes and deemed that was plenty of time. His heart plummeted at the sight of her in the middle of their bed, rolled up in a tight ball and rocking. His stomach twisted when he heard the low sounds that came from her. It reminded him of a hurt dog he’d seen years ago.
He sat beside her and set his hand on her arm. “Baby, let me hold you.”
She shook her head. “It hurts, Rafael. It hurts so much.”
“I know, Baby, let me help.”
“You can’t. My heart feels like it’s dying, and my stomach gets tighter every minute that goes by, and it won’t go away.”
“Have you cried, Baby?”
“I can’t. It’s stuck inside of me. Just leave me alone.”
“Never.” He gathered her in his arms and lifted her.
She struggled a bit but then collapsed against him when he tightened his grip on her. “Where are we going?”
“In a room I have in the basement. It’s the best place for what I have in mind.”
“I just want to lie down.”
“You will. After.”
He put in the code for the lock and opened the door. He walked down into a dark room that was as familiar to him as his bedroom because he spent a lot of time down there with friends who were into the lifestyle and women who were there to have a good time. Now, he had Faith, and she was all he needed.
He took her into one of the soundproof rooms and closed the door. He stripped her quickly.
She slapped at his hands. “Wait. What are you doing?”
“I’m going to get you to cry before it destroys you.”
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Faith continued to fight him, but she was no match for his strength. He flipped her over his lap and started spanking her. She fought harder and screamed at him, but he didn’t budge.
“I know, Baby.”
She couldn’t understand how he could be so calm and beat on her at the same time.
“Please, it hurts.”
He sighed. “I know, it’s supposed to. We need to help you open up and purge.”
Some bubble of despair seemed to burst inside of her. She cried out and then screamed her fury as tears ran down her face.
He kept spanking her, but more gently, she guessed, to get all the poison out. After a few more minutes, all her energy drained, and she lay limp over his lap.
Rafael pulled her up into his arms and held her against his chest as the tears continued to come.
“That’s it. I’ve got you.”
After a long time, the storm passed, making her feel lethargic as she sat on his lap. She wiped her tears and blew her nose with the tissues he handed her.
She tucked her face into the curve of his neck.
“Are you feeling better, Love?”
She nodded. “How did you know to do that?”
“There’s a lot you need to learn about me. I am a Dom, a Master in the kink world.”
“What does that mean?”
“I’m dominant. I always have been. I just didn’t know how to control it until I met Rowan and Casen. A guy Rowan knew taught us how to be good Doms and how to take care of our submissives.”
Her mouth fell. “Oh, no. Did I take you away from a woman? Your submissive?”
“No. I didn’t have one. I haven’t for several years. Now I have you.”
She sputtered. “But, I’m not that way.”
He grinned. “Baby, you’re submissive all the way through. You’re exactly what I’ve wanted, and I know I can be exactly what you need.”
“Are Angel and Harmony’s men the same way?”
“Yes.”
She looked up at him. She knew she had looked awful, but he looked at her like she was beautiful.
“I need you,” she murmured.
“You’ve got me.”
“No, I mean, I need you to fuck me hard.”
“I know you enjoy a bit of pain, but when you’re in this type of mind frame, it might go farther than you’re ready for.”
“I don’t care.”
He studied her for a moment and then laid her on the mattress. He stood and undressed and then grabbed a bottle out of the nightstand. She didn’t know what it was, but she didn’t care. She needed to get out of her head for a while.
“On your hands and knees with your ass facing me.”
She did what he asked and then watched as he stuffed a few pillows underneath her.
“Relax your chest.”
She did what he said and was embarrassed by having her ass in the air. She started to move and then yelped when his hand came down on her already sensitive ass.
“Stay still.”
Faith shivered as his hands ran up and down her spine before delving in between her legs. She hummed as one of his fingers slid into her already sopping cunt.
“Are you sore?” he asked.
“No. I need more.”
He slapped her ass again with the other hand. “You don’t tell me. I’ll give you what I think you need when you need it and not a moment before. If you get overwhelmed, say ‘yellow,’ that will slow down whatever we’re doing. If it hurts or scares you, say ‘red,’ and we’ll stop and talk. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Call me Master when we’re down here.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Good girl.”
She felt him line his cock up to her cunt and then thrust into her, making her scream.
He laughed and gripped her hips. “I’m going to ride you for a bit, and then we’re going to try something new.”
She heard him talking, but all she could concentrate on was his hard thrusts slowly pushing her toward the pinnacle. She hummed and tried to move back against him, only to have him slap her ass again, but that only pushed her desire higher.
He huffed out a laugh. “Let’s try this because I’m not going to last a lot longer.”
She hissed when she felt a glob of something cold land on her asshole. She didn’t say anything when he started to circle the tight hole with his thumb.
“Someday soon, my cock is going to be right here.”
Her grip on the pillows tightened as his thumb started to move into her tight passage.
“That’s it. Take it.”
“It stings.”
“I know,” he said and laughed.
He kept his cock still and deep inside of her as he pulled out his thumb and pushed in a finger.
“Ahhh,” she cried out.
He pushed until it was all the way in, and then he started to finger-fuck her ass slowly and gently.
“What do you think?”
“I don’t know. It’s decadent and forbidden, but it feels good.”
“Let’s go for two.”
He pulled out and then pushed two fingers in. She screamed at the pressure but didn’t try to move away from him.
“You are such a good girl taking my fingers up your tight ass.”
He finally started to fuck her again. At the same time, he continued to finger her ass. The twin sensations quickly pushed her to the edge.
“I need…”
“I know what you need. Come for me.”
A ball of heat burst inside of her, relieving the tension he had built. She screamed as he continued to ride her through it before taking his own pleasure. She collapsed onto the pillows when he pulled out of her cunt and ass. Her breathing was ragged, but then she noticed his was as well.
She heard him leave the room, and then a faucet turned on before he came back with a washcloth. She flinched when he separated her butt cheeks to clean the lube and their cum off her.
“That’s it. Just relax.”
Faith heard him pull on his clothes and then wrap her in a soft robe he got from somewhere. He picked her up and carried her up to the main floor and then up to their bedroom.
“Aren’t I getting heavy?”
He chuckled. “No. You’re a tiny little thing. I could carry you all day.”
She hummed when he laid her on their bed, stripped her of her robe, and tucked her under the covers.
“I want you to rest. I’ll be right back. I’m going to get us some food. We’ll spend the rest of the night here.”
She nodded and closed her eyes. She was asleep before he got to the door.