25. Chapter 25
Chapter 25
R oman
When I confirmed the necklace around her neck was an eternity collar, I expected Luna to be angry or start yelling. Maybe cry or tell me to pull over so she could get out. Something.
But her silence was worse. She studied me for a few seconds, then stared back out the passenger window, and I didn’t know what the fuck to do with that.
When we got home, she put her things away while I unloaded the groceries. It had been a while since I’d invited anyone to the house besides my partners and Gideon, and it amused me we were having the fucking Spade family over tonight.
Luna walked back in and paused at the entryway. I straightened and studied her. “Talk to me.”
Her hands bunched, and she hesitated as if searching for the right words. Then she gestured between us. “What’s happening here? I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t be with you, have sex the way we do, laugh and eat together, and talk like we do without developing… feelings. Please be honest. Why did you really marry me? And why are you saying this marriage won’t be annulled when the threat is over?”
I leaned against the counter and crossed my arms. “What do you think is happening?”
Her chest heaved, and she started pacing. “I don’t know! I’ve had enough people in my life lie and hurt me. Abandon me. If that’s what you’ll do, just be quick about it and let me go.”
She looked lost and sad, her beautiful green eyes shining a little. A few months ago, I would have relished her pain and confusion, knowing whose daughter she was. Now, I just wanted to soothe her. I took her shoulders and slowly pulled her into me. I should’ve told her the truth before we got to this point, but I didn’t want to lose her or open those wounds for either of us.
Sighing, I settled my chin on the crown of her head. “I married you to keep you safe and because I’ve wanted to fuck you since we first met, and you told me you’d rather eat glass than work with me. I’m also drawn to you, God help us both.” I fingered the collar on her neck. “This is for the tracker, and I wanted something visible that couldn’t be removed quickly. I’m also a dominant, possessive bastard who loves seeing you wear my collar and wedding ring while you scream my name and come underneath me.”
Her body jerked and she let out a surprised snort, then melted against me. “I wish I didn’t like that part so much. But here we are.”
She had a knack for surprising me, and I grinned over her head. “The collar means what we say it means, and I don’t want to annul this marriage even when Lionel is eliminated. We might have gotten married for unconventional reasons, but I’m a possessive asshole, and the thought of you being with anyone else makes me homicidal.”
She sighed and stepped back, and I reluctantly let her go. “Why did you force the internship?”
I studied her carefully. “We knew your father in Arizona.”
Her face blanched. “I thought so. How did you know him?”
I stayed silent.
Her eyes slid away from mine. “Do you know what… he did to me?”
“Yes, but I didn’t find out until recently. Ivan knew before I did, and he didn’t approve of my behavior. He tried to scare you away for your own good.”
Her eyes looked haunted, and I knew that look because I’d seen it in the mirror after my time at the Ranch. It had slowly burned into hard resolve, an unhealthy hatred, and a driving need for revenge.
“He doesn’t care about me. I’m not dead only because of the Spade name and the insurance I kept against him. That’s it.” Luna gazed up at me, searching my eyes. “Do you still want to hurt me?”
My lips quirked. “Not like that. I’m sorry, love. I never should’ve tried to take out my revenge on you, even if he hadn’t done what he did to you. But I’m not sorry I have you now.”
She gazed at me with soft, scared eyes. “Promise me you won’t lie to me.”
I took her hand and squeezed. “There are things you’re better off not knowing.”
Luna nodded. “I get it. After living with the Spades for half my life, I understand the gray areas a little better. But if it concerns me or my parents, you’ll tell me.”
Fuck. It was a trap of my own making. She still didn’t know her father was a partner in Bitter Creek or had shielded certain people from prosecution after it had been closed down. And she couldn’t know my own depravity. I took her shoulders and kissed her hard. “From now on, if it concerns you or your parents, I’ll tell you.”
Then I walked her backward until she hit the counter. “Now give me your mouth.” She tipped her face up and I held her in place while I ravaged her, bending her back. I reached down and pulled off her little knit dress and saw she only had on black lace panties underneath. Her beautiful breasts and sweet body made my cock go rock hard.
I wanted to devour and fuck her into oblivion as I found dirty ways to turn her into a wet, juicy mess. Cupping her breasts, I plumped them tightly in my hands and licked and sucked on each one. When I bit down on a nipple, she jerked and arched into me. I reached down and tugged off her panties, then helped her step out. But instead of leaving them on the floor, I grabbed them up and placed her wrists behind her back, then used them to tie her hands. She stared up at me with hazy, half-lidded eyes.
“How’s your elbow?” I asked, testing her bonds. The position made her breasts jut out at a tantalizing angle.
Her cheeks were flushed and her breath came in fast pants. “ Now you ask. It’s fine.”
I smirked and palmed her pussy. Watching her face, I gathered some of her moisture onto my fingers and brought them to her mouth. “Taste yourself. Taste what a wild, little cock whore you are for me to get so wet when I tie you up and make you wear my collar.”
Her eyes flared, but I saw a spasm run through her body. I slapped the side of her ass lightly when she kept her lips closed. “If I shove my fingers deep into your cunt right now, will you be soaked for me?”
Her cheeks went red, but she held my gaze. “Yes.”
“Good girl. Now open.”
She opened her mouth, and her eyes slid closed as she lapped her juices off my fingers. The feel of her mouth sucking on them sent sharp, hot lust shooting right to my cock. Pulling my fingers out slowly, a string of her saliva came with them. I ran my wet fingers down her cheek and wiped them off on her heaving chest.
“You suck so well. When your jaw is healed, I’m going to fuck your mouth until your spit, tears, and my semen cover your sweet face. Now let’s see how much you want my cock.”
I turned her around and laid her face down across the counter, spreading her thighs. Moisture glistened and my mouth watered at how pink and ready she was for me. Just like I promised, I shoved two fingers roughly inside her and worked her clit.
“Oh, God!” She bucked under me.
I slammed my fingers in and out of her, grinding my palm against her pussy, hitting her just right. She rocked on the hard marble counter, whipping her head back.
Suddenly, I pulled my fingers out, undid my belt and zipper, and freed my hard, thick length. When she glanced back over her shoulder, her cheeks were flushed a beautiful pink.
“Please,” she panted, “I want you inside me.”
Shedding my clothes, I ran the head of my shaft against her slit, teasing her with it. “Even if you’re still sore, and you know I’ll have to rail your cunt to make my cock fit?”
Her head arched back at my words, and I grinned at seeing her body’s reaction.
“Yes, I need you.”
“Then beg me. Beg me to fuck you.”
Her head snapped up, and her eyes lit with fire. Her hands may have been tied, but she pushed her ass back at me, searching for my shaft. I tsked, then pinched and rubbed her sensitive clit.
Her head whipped back and she groaned. “God, you’re evil. Alright! Please fuck me. Shove your cock inside me and make–”
A soft wail escaped her as I slammed inside, holding her hips tight. I had to bend my knees a little to line us up, but it gave me momentum and I watched as she flailed underneath me.
Her pussy felt so wet and tight, just how I imagined it would be. Rolling my hips against her, I worked my thumb against her clit and watched her climax build. When she got close, I stopped and pulled out.
She cried out at the loss. “Why would you do that? I’m so close.”
Leaning in, I murmured in her ear. “I know, but I’m not done with you yet.” Sliding my arms underneath her, I pulled us off the counter and turned her around with her wrists still tied behind her back.
Then I grabbed her ass. “Wrap your leg around me.” She obeyed, and I picked her up and strode out to the living room, setting her on the end of the couch. She put her legs down, and when she stood, I turned her around and bent her over the back of the couch, pushing her head down.
Her legs shook as I knelt and spread her thighs. I loved the feel of her soft, velvety skin, and the contrast of my darker hands around her pale globes. Her musky scent drifted up to me, and I breathed it in as I ran my hands up her thighs. Parting her cheeks, I knelt, lifted her up a bit, and licked her slit.
She cried out, the sound echoing in the room. “Holy shit, that feels so good,” she groaned. “Please, I want to come.”
After working her slit over, I ran my hand down her back. “If you let me spank you, I’ll let you come.” I’d teased and edged her until she was cursing and begging me nonstop. Then I bit one of her ass cheeks, carefully monitoring her reaction.
Her breathing sped up. “You son of a whore. If you don’t let me come–” She choked when I rubbed her clit, then slowly pushed my thumb into her back hole. Tensing beneath me, I felt her pussy flutter. “What are you doing?” she whimpered.
“Fingering your ass.” Luna gasped softly but didn’t protest or tell me to stop. “Do you want me to fuck you until you make a filthy, wet mess of yourself and come all over me?”
“Yes,” she gasped out.
“Then let me spank you. The first time is always the hardest, but don’t you want to try something new? Isn’t your curiosity pricked? Aren’t you wondering if maybe you might… like it ?” I whispered the last two words softly into her ear.
She was silent for a few seconds. “Yes,” she finally whispered back.
“Then say, ‘please spank me, sir,’ and I’ll give you what you need.”
“Spank me, you jack–ah!” Her breath caught as my palm landed with a loud thwack on her backside. Then I methodically spanked her ass cheeks, pussy, and the insides of her thighs, letting the intensity and heat slowly build. She squirmed and cried out beneath me, but she didn’t beg me to stop.
Eventually, I paused and ran my hands along her soft, hot skin, then pumped my fingers inside her sopping wet slit. She sobbed quietly and pushed back against my fingers. I palmed my hard cock, ran my length along her slit, then slowly pushed inside. If I still believed in heaven, this right here would have been it. Her surrender to me– her soft sobs and soaking pussy–fed my dark needs, and I wanted her to crave this as much as I did.
Luna’s long wail as I worked inside her made my toes curl, and an orgasm threatened. I’d never hungered for anyone the way I did Luna. Over the last ten years, I’d fucked many beautiful women. My last one had been an experienced submissive, and she wanted to try almost everything, including threesomes, bondage, denial, and needle play.
But nothing had ever come close to the obsessive need boiling in my cock for the woman panting underneath me. I reached around and worked her clit while I pounded inside her, moving the heavy couch a few inches with my thrusts. I wouldn’t be sharing Luna with anyone, but I would use bondage and denial with her.
Luna begged me to let her orgasm. “Please! I need to come. Don’t stop this time. Please.”
I palmed the front of her neck and leaned over, brushing my lips against her ear. “Your dripping wet cunt is like a goddamned vice, and your red ass cheeks feel so hot and perfect against me.” I stroked her clit and shoved my thumb deep into her ass. “Come, Sweetness. Come all over me.”
She gasped and panted as she processed all the stimuli, then her back bowed and she moaned out her orgasm as she clenched around me. I held back my own to let her experience her full climax, still working her with my fingers. When she finally wilted under me, I grabbed her hips, lifted her off the couch a few inches, and hammered her from behind, bracing my feet against the floor.
An intense orgasm rolled through my spine, and I slammed into her one last time, coming hard and long until I felt my cum spill out of her. When I finished, I wrapped my arms around her torso and pulled her up, hugging her from behind.
Then I wrapped my hand around her neck where my collar lay and kissed the side of her uninjured cheek. “You like being spanked and fucked, and told when to come. We’ll have to explore that, won’t we?”
I could feel the blush climb up her neck, and I grinned as I reached down and cupped her dripping pussy then swung her up to take her to the bathroom for some aftercare. “How do you feel about piercings?” She shivered and wound her arms around me.