16. Sagan
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SAGAN
M y Little Viper goes limp.
She called to me. She wanted me. For months I've been waiting for this moment when my pet would finally realize I'm her pillar of strength. Now she has sought me out for comfort. I hum, pleased how this is all playing out.
I didn't think today could get any better. Killing my father was a fever dream come true. And now, my Little Viper wants to be petted and cherished. So quickly she decided to reach out rather than savor her first night alone. Instead, her need for me was too strong. How could I possibly resist answering her call when she’s been so eager and hopeful to run into me?
For a moment, I lay beside her, unmoving. The ceiling above us has glow-in-the-dark plastic stars stuck to it. I can imagine young Beatrix on her tiptoes applying them years ago—finding a small comfort in their dull glow as her mother screeched and howled for her next fix. I wasn't there for that. That’s ok. From now on, all her memories will be filled with her time with me. I'm going to make sure of it.
I suck in a deep breath, drowning in Beatrix’s natural sweet and floral scent. Lavender and honey… the combination is so delightfully innocent and warm, sweet and mouthwatering. Fuck, I love it.
Slowly, I turn my head and stare at the hood I've covered her face with. I hate that it has to be this way, but it's a necessity. She has to be just as unaware of who I am as the rest of Chasm must be. There can't be any suspicion when we come to town to take over. Patrick’s bastard children can’t be seen before his and Lauren’s deaths are announced, or the transition of ownership of this house and the Bright Starr Funeral Home won’t be as seamless as we’d like.
Still, I want to see her face. I hedge my bets and make an unusually rash decision. I pull the hood off. Beatrix's eyes are closed and she's breathing evenly. When I reach out, I don’t hesitate to grab her face and turn it toward me. Tilting my head forward, I press my mouth against her full, soft lips. A ribbon of electrical delight shoots through my nervous system. A full body flinch follows, my muscles convulsing so painfully that I pull away to gasp. My thoughts momentarily scatter. What was that ? I groan as my muscles slowly relax. My cock hardens. What a peculiar reaction. Will it happen again? Leaning forward, I capture her mouth once more. Again, I'm hit with a jolt of awareness, my body tingling—on full alert and humming. It's not unpleasant, but it's different. Could this be why people like to kiss?
Knox is a kisser. He loves it. He could drown in a kiss from me or Thatcher. But for me? They do nothing to invoke desire or cause my blood to race.
Until now that is.
I allow my tongue to trace over Beatrix's lips, memorizing every inch of them. When I'm done, I force it into her mouth. A deep hearty groan rumbles through me as that jolt becomes a full-on shock to my system.
A deep hunger creeps through my limbs. I'm inside my pet. Not exactly how I pictured it, but still, I've done it. I shudder as I pull away from Beatrix's mouth. The delectable hum of energy, warm beneath my skin, is unusual but pleasant. I like how it feels. What is it about her that invokes such a response? I thought it was because she's so much like us, but now... as I lean in and kiss her once more, I'm beginning to wonder if there is something more than just a predator acknowledging another of its kind.
I climb over top of Beatrix. Reaching forward, I remove her top—the sound of ripping fabric loud. Her bra comes off next. When her magnificent breasts are free, I glance down at her plain white panties. They’re the last to go. With them gone, I have full access to Beatrix's body.
“Every part of you belongs to me, Little Viper.” My hand cups her mound. Beatrix doesn't move. My teeth flash as my mouth pulls wide. “I'll make you as addicted to me as I am to you.”
I can’t understand the storm of emotions rising up in my chest. Excitement, need, desperation maybe? It’s hard to tell, and they’re so intense . My cock twitches as I breathe through the heavy storm.
Reaching down with one hand, I free my dick from its confines. It springs forward, throbbing and leaking precum. The reaction is almost embarrassing. It's like I'm a teenager again with no control of this part of me. I glare at Beatrix's face, both hating and loving how she pushes me to my limits. The glare softens, however, as I reach down and begin to stroke myself hard and fast.
Tonight isn't about my pleasure, it’s about showing my Little Viper that her body belongs to me and that I'm not her safe choice. I'm her only choice. Her soul is mine. She signed it over the minute she hung that scarf from the window.
My eyes don’t leave her face as I fuck my hand. Those perfect lips would look so good wrapped around my cock. I imagine how they would look stretched over me, cheeks bulging, spit dripping from the corners of her mouth and her eyes full of tears as she chokes me down.
It doesn't take long for me to find my release.
My balls rise slowly, tensing. As my teeth gnash together, my breath catches. When I cum, it's quiet. My release splatters over Beatrix's lower stomach and mound. I look down, watching my body brand her. A hard shiver follows a muted grunt. Fuck . How long have I wanted to cover her like this? Probably since the first night I laid eyes on her. Mine. She's fucking mine .
When I'm finished, I tuck myself back into my pants. Then I reach up and smear my cum all over her stomach. A deep rumble of pleasure shakes me. My lips twitch in amusement at my own animalistic delight in such a debasing act. Scooping up the excess cum, I slide it between my Little Viper's folds. I cover her clit with my release before using two fingers to slide into her pussy.
I choke on a groan, catching it before it can truly escape as another delighted tremor works down my spine.
“Is this what you wanted from me, Little Viper?” I ask. “I think it is. You knew what I could do to you, so you called out, seeking this. All you needed to do was ask. I've been craving you for so long.”
My fingers pump in and out of her, working my cum deeper into her body. As her pussy grows wet, Beatrix’s juices mixes with my release. The aroma in the air grows potent. Her honey and lavender scent mixed with the musk of her arousal is dangerously heady.
“I’ve become greedy and desperate for you. You’ve caused this, Little Viper. You'll regret it... or you'll love it. Either way, you'll be nothing but eager to satisfy me as I am to satisfy your dark cravings.”
When most of my cum has been spoon fed into her perfect cunt, I roll my shoulders and brace myself for Beatrix’s true lesson.
I allow my fingers to slide through her folds again. My thumb rolls over her clit. Leaning over her body, I take her full breast into my mouth and suck hard. My tongue teases over Beatrix's nipple, caressing it and coaxing it to life. As it pebbles, my fingers grow wetter from her arousal. I turn my attention to her other breast. Beatrix's breathing grows deeper as I roll her nipple and tease it and circle and apply pressure to her clit.
My half-hard cock twitches, jealous of my fingers as Beatrix's body clenches around them, before deciding it’s not done with her yet and growing hard once more. Slowly, I pump in and out of her body. I'm lazy as I drag my mouth away from her breasts to trail my tongue over the skin of her stomach. I don’t care that I can taste myself on her skin. All I concern myself with is covering Beatrix’s body with my saliva. My teeth nip at her skin here and there; my tongue traces the outline of her belly button. As I return to the other tit, her body begins to bear down on my fingers. Beatrix's breathing hitches. With my fingers still pumping in and out of her, I look up to find her still out cold.
But there is a slight pink beneath those brown cheeks.
Her body clenches tighter around my fingers and a tremble rushes through her body. Rather than allow her body to reach its climactic peak, I slow down and lighten my touch on her clit. My mouth returns to her skin, this time landing around her neck. I suck at the sensitive parts, pressing my lips to wherever I can touch.
As her pussy relaxes around my fingers, I start to work her back up. Using her arousal and my cum, I coat her clit, making the motion smooth. I coat my other fingers in the juices flowing freely from her body. When my pinky is good and covered, I work it into her tight ass. This time, her body is faster to respond, bearing down hard around me. Again, I slow down just when I feel Beatrix's body ready to give into the pleasure.
As I nip at her jawline, I catch the sound of a soft gasp and a little moan.
“W-what…?” Her voice is soft and twisted with a slight whine.
Fuck, as much as I'd love to see her eyes on me, it's time to go back to being cautious. Withdrawing my hand from her body, I reach up and grab the hood. I work it over her head until her eyes are covered. Then I go back to giving her body all of my attention.
“There you are, Little Viper,” I mutter against her skin as I return to her breasts. “I was wondering when you'd awake.”
I suck in a nipple between my lips. My tongue rolls over it before I give it a sharp suck. A hard shudder runs through Beatrix's body as she gasps. Her hips jerk as I work my fingers in and out of her ass and pussy.
“N-no, stop,” she gasps at the same time her hips jerk upward, seeking more.
I grab her nipple between my teeth and growl, “No. I told you, I want to hear your screams tonight.”
“W-why do you want my screams?”
My smile goes unnoticed. “So when I leave, Little Viper, my ears will ring with your voice.”
“You're insane,” her declaration is a breathless moan.
My teeth press down just hard enough to have her crying out. The motion spurs a fluttering off her pussy walls. My cock weeps; I can feel the precum soaking the front of my pants.
“Oh god,” she groans as her body shudders. “I-I... you can't do this. Oh!”
Just as her body starts to clench tight around my fingers, I stop altogether. The strained gasp of frustration, fear, and her need is music to my ears. Her body clenches around me before leaking even more arousal. I chuckle darkly as my fingers start back up again. Her chest starts to arch upward before she seems to realize what she's doing and fights it. My mouth comes down and latches back onto a nipple. This time when I suck, it's in small pulses, in time with the way my fingers pump in and out of her body.
“Why are you doing this to me?” she groans, as her body shudders hard. She lets out a desperate sob, and I grin at the sound.
I smile. “Because this is what demons do to the souls offered up to them, Little Viper. I’m the demon you ’ve summoned, and I answered. Aren’t I kind? You should be grateful, you know. Not everyone who’s been in my presence has walked away, and yet here I am, letting you live. Letting you enjoy life.” I run my tongue over her skin and groan, heady with power. “Look at what I’ve done for your soul, Little Viper. Once it’s mine completely, there’s nothing I won’t do to keep it. I’ll be good to you, pet. So damn good. There’s nothing you won’t be able to have in my care. When I come for you, remember this moment. Savor this moment, because it’ll make the transfer of ownership of your soul to me much easier if you know there is nothing that will stop me from having you.”
Beatrix’s soft whimpers as I continue to touch and stroke her are so pretty. Her body bows as perspiration gathers atop her skin.
“Ask me to let you cum,” I demand lightly, moving to her other tit. “Maybe I'll be kind and allow you to finish.”
Beatrix's hips jerk again as I apply a little more pressure on her clit as I circle it. She tries to push my head away with her tied wrists, but I ignore her weak resistance.
“Say it, Beatrix. All you have to do is say ‘Sir, may I cum?’” I blow air over her puckered nipple, and it tightens further.
Her head whips side to side as her breathing comes in ragged gasps. The moan she cuts off causes me to chuckle. I shove a second finger up her ass, causing her to cry out. Her hips thrash as she fights her desire to seek relief. She alternates between soft whimpers and deep moans, letting me know that despite her fear she wants this. Wants me . I grind my own hips into the mattress between her thick thighs, searching for a little relief myself. Over and over, I work her body up but deny it any satisfaction. Beatrix's cries become more desperate, her breathing is all over the place. Her legs tremble and her body vibrates.
“P-please...” she whispers. “I need?—”
“Yes, I know what you need . But to get it, you'll have to ask properly, Little Viper,” I cut her off.
With a hard huff she whispers, “Please, sir , may I cum?”
The twist of bitterness in her voice is icing on the cake. There's just something about knowing that one day it’ll be gone, and she'll be asking earnestly that makes it beautiful.
“Good girl, pet,” I mutter against her stomach, my lips skimming over it. Her body clenches around me at the praise. “Now ask again, louder.”
She sobs, unable to catch her breath properly. “ Please , sir, may I cum!”
“Yes. This time, I will let you cum.”
With that, I caress the walls of her pussy and stimulate her ass with purpose. I dip my head low and capture her clit between my lips and run my tongue around it. Beatrix's orgasm rolls in hard and fast. Her legs come up as they shake violently on either side of me. A loud wail is followed by unintelligible words as her hips jerk, and she rides the wave of pleasure that courses through her body.
To my surprise, her body's response nearly has me following suit. It takes a hell of a lot of discipline not to cum in my pants as I work her through one orgasm, then another, and then a third. Her screams of pleasure are delirious nonsensical words. I love them. Almost as much as I love when her whines twist with pain and fear when she realizes I’m not going to relent anytime soon. She starts writhing beneath me, desperately trying to get her sensitive body away from my touch.
“Please, no more, I can't!” she cries as I work a fourth from her body.
I ignore her pleas and dive forward to work my tongue into her pussy. Both of my hands work her back up over and over. With fingers in her ass and up her pussy, she’s forced to feel it all. Her juices make it easy. Almost as if her body wants me to keep going, despite her pleas otherwise. I don't stop. Each orgasm I work from her causes her body to shiver and shake, cum and pulse around me. Her pleas become screams, and soon she's truly fighting to get away from me. She uses her feet to dig into the mattress to push away, but I grab her hips and pull her back, forcing her to endure yet another orgasm. Even when her body goes slack and simply trembles uncontrollably, I continue to work her body up and over the edge.
I only stop when she hoarsely whispers, “Please, sir, please stop.”
Ah, music to my ears.
Withdrawing my hands from her body slowly, I lift my head and look up at her. “Good girl, pet.”
A shudder rushes through her, but otherwise she doesn’t respond.
“Tell me something, Little Viper. Do you feel safe now? Or are you regretting that you called out into the void and that I answered?” I ask, climbing up her body—ignoring how hard and full my cock feels.
There's a long pause. I listen to Beatrix breathing heavily and then trying to control it. Finally, it slows enough for her to respond.
“I feel safer with you now than I have at any other point in my life, sir .”
I wasn’t expecting this response, but it’s even better than the one I wanted. The one where she admits she’s scared and uncertain, where she needs me but doesn’t want to give in to my obsession.
Well fuck.
For the second time in my life, I think I just fell in love.