Chapter Eight
River Thomas
What. The. Fuck.
He left me here. Tied to his bed with a vibrator inside me. He called me “Beautiful” and then walked out of the room. What kind of twist bullshit is this? My body strains against the bonds even though I know I won’t be able to free myself.
“Carter!” I scream but nothing happens.
Where the fuck did he go? Yelling won’t get me anywhere. I know we are miles from the nearest people and even if we weren’t I don’t know if I want anyone to find me like this. I feel vulnerable and exposed.
My body is begging for release, for Carter. And he is off doing God knows what. With every second he is gone my temper rises. My ligress, however, is purring gently in the recesses of my mind. She knows Carter wouldn’t hurt us. That doesn’t stop him from pissing me off.
After what feels like an eternity, Carter returns, and I can hear him speaking to someone. No other voices are in the room so I know he must be on his cell phone. I remain silent, waiting for him to finish his conversation.
Yeah, no. I’m not going to make a sound while anyone can hear me on the other side of the phone.
“Thank you, Gerald. I appreciate all you’ve done,” Wylder says. “Do me a favor, though. Put me on speaker and leave the phone there. You can come back in thirty minutes.”
“Yes, Mr. Lawson,” I hear the other man reply, as Carter sets his phone to speaker before placing it beside the remote for the vibrator.
I hear heavy breathing on the other end of the line but I’m not sure what the fuck is going on. “Say hello to our friend,” Carter whispers in my ear.
“Hello?” I say with a strained voice.
“River! River! Is that you, baby?” Kevin calls out. “What the fuck is going on?”
I remain silent, not knowing what to say. Carter waits for a moment to see if I will continue but takes over once he realizes I am out of my depth.
“You fucked up, Kevin,” he says tightly. “You had the chance at an amazing woman, one of a kind. And instead of cherishing her, you laid hands on her.”
“You motherfucker!” Kevin roars.
“Now she is going to find out what a real man can do for her.” Carter grabs the remote and flicks it on high.
An involuntary moan escapes my lips. Yes, I want to get some form of revenge on Kevin, but this never crossed my mind. I was thinking more along the lines of ensuring he gets an ass-kicking for what he did. I’m not sure I want this, though. But I don’t stop Carter. I have the power to end this right now, and I don’t. The thought of using my safeword never once crosses my mind.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Kevin yells.
“Anything she wants,” Carter smiles before drawing a nipple into his mouth, eliciting more sounds from me.
“River, baby,” Kevin says in a lower tone, but I can’t talk right now, my orgasm is cresting, and a scream tears from me.
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” I chant over and over finding the release I was being denied while he was on the phone. The vibration tapers until it stops completely.
Kevin has gone suspiciously quiet.
“Did he hang up?” I ask breathlessly.
“No, River. He can’t. He’s tied to a chair in the basement of Blake Industries.”
“What?” I can’t believe what Carter just said.
“He hurt you. Now, someone else is going to hurt him.” He tells me this like he would tell me he is going to the store, like it’s completely normal for him. “Do you want me to end the call?”
“No.” I shake my head.
The fear and panic I felt at his hands rushes back to me instantly and I want to hurt him. I want him to feel powerless as I did. “He deserves everything he gets.”
“Good girl,” Carter praises as I hear him undo his belt and lower his zipper. Each sound is loud in the room and amplified because I can’t see what he is doing.
For the first time since he put the blindfold on me, I wish I could see him, take in every inch of his naked form. But I know there will be time for that later.
“Open your mouth, River,” Carter commands. He fists my hair harshly as I comply. “Spread those pretty, pouty lips I have been dreaming of.”
“Motherfucker!” Kevin screams on the other end.
His revulsion and anger only spur me on, and I open my mouth even wider before sticking out my tongue.
“If you need me to stop for any reason, just tap my leg,” Carter says before he pushes his length into my mouth, using my hair like a handle. “Fuck. River, this is going to be rough. Breathe through your nose.”
I understand what he means a moment later as he pulls me off his cock roughly only to force me back down again. I gag and tears burn in my eyes as his length hits the back of my throat. Already, saliva spills down my chin.
“Goddamned beautiful taking my cock,” he praises, and I feel my pussy clamp down on the now still vibrator wishing it was him.
Carter continues to fuck my mouth, using me, drawing foreign sounds from me. All the while Kevin is screaming obscenities on the other end, but the words don’t reach me. I’m too focused on Carter. Taking in his every reaction. His breathing speeds up and his thighs flex beneath my palm.
Suddenly, he rips his cock from between my lips and steps away from me. Did I do something wrong?
“I promise to come down your throat next time. For now, I need to be inside you.” I can hear the smug smile in his voice. He reads me so well already.
“Please,” I beg yet again.
He removes the vibrator while Kevin curses up a storm on his end. But I don’t care. This is the final nail in the coffin that was once our relationship. If Carter lets him live, which I’m not sure he will, Kevin needs to know I have moved on.
The blindfold is removed, and I blink several times to accustom my vision to the light. I can finally see Carter in all his naked glory. I stare at him, not even trying to disguise my lust.
“Looking at me like that will get you fucked,” he says lowly.
I can’t tear my gaze from him. All the rippling muscles and the dark, intricate ink he hides beneath his expensive business suits have me entranced. Not to mention the monster cock he has sticking out between his thighs.
“Promises, promises.”
I shouldn’t have poked him. In one swift move, he impales me with his engorged cock. A scream tears from my lungs and Carter stills.
“Fuck. River. I’m so sorry.” He pats me all over trying to get me to relax so the pain can fade. “How the fuck are you this tight?” he asks in a strangled voice.
A tear leaks down my cheek as Carter remains perfectly still. “I’ve never been with anyone except Kevin.” I sniffle.
“Baby,” he says with sadness. “I’m so sorry I hurt you. I didn’t know.”
“I should have said something when I saw your size,” I moan as Carter lightly pets my clit. “I knew it was going to hurt.”
Kevin screams something and Carter ends the call. This isn’t about making a point anymore. This is about us now. He runs his hand along my body.
“I’ve never had a perfect pussy like this, gripping me so tightly,” Carter groans when my walls flutter along his length. “I need to move.”
He must read the panic on my face because he kisses me. “I’ll go slow. Talk to me, River. Tell me what you like or if it hurts. That’s how we make sure this is good for both of us.”
I nod, and Carter swivels his hips, hitting a different spot. My nipples contract and I realize it no longer hurts. My body has grown accustomed to his size. All I feel now is an overwhelming fullness.
“Carter,” I moan his name.
“Yes!” he hisses. “I love hearing you moan my name. I’ve been dreaming about it.”
His gaze is feral, and I see his tiger shimmer just beneath the surface. I may have wanted to stop moments ago but the pain has faded. Now all I want is to experience Carter when he loses control. Even if that means I can’t walk tomorrow.
“Please, Carter,” I beg, knowing it will drive him crazy.
“Tell me to stop.”
He moves harder and faster with every snap of his hips, the headboard banging loudly against the wall as the entire bed shifts with his motions. His fingers dig into my hips, and I know there will be bruises tomorrow. But Carter was right, they are the kind of bruises a woman begs for.
“If you don’t use your safeword, I’m going to fuck my seed into your womb and mark you as mine,” he hisses through his teeth. “Do you understand me, River? If you don’t stop me, I’m going to claim you as my mate, and you will never be able to get away from me.”
I know what he is saying and it finally all makes sense. The reason I trust him so implicitly, and why I feel drawn to him like no one else. He is my mate. He realized it a hell of a lot sooner than I did but now that I know there is no going back.
Do I know him well enough to make this decision at this moment in time? No.
Am I going to let that stop me? Hell, no.
Tilting my head to the side I expose the column of my neck to Carter. Fate brought us together and I’m not going to fight it.
Carter’s thrusts become harried, and I know he is getting close. He slams into me harshly pushing me closer and closer to my own orgasm. His roar fills the room as he starts to come deep inside me. His elongated teeth sink into my shoulder and the mixture of pain and pleasure sends my orgasm crashing down over me, stealing my breath and my vision.
I don’t know how it happened, but I find myself folded into Carter’s lap as he cradles me to his chest. Tears stream down my face as I cling to him.
“It’s okay. I got you.” He murmurs into my hair.