26. Sagan
26
SAGAN
T here’s a knock on the door to the bedroom I’ve claimed. I know who it is. Knox and Thatcher wouldn’t bother to announce their presence, and if they did, it would never be so soft and dainty.
“Come in.”
I reach into the open suitcase on the floor and grab sweatpants just as the door opens a crack.
“Sagan? Can… can we talk?”
Turning around, I find my Little Viper slipping into my room. Her gaze is on the floor, but she looks up as she stops once she’s inside. Her large eyes widen as she takes in my naked torso and the thin towel around my waist.
“O-oh, I’m sorry! I-I can come back?—”
“What do you need, Little Viper?” I ask, cutting off her stammering.
I watch as Beatrix struggles to keep her eyes on my face. My mouth twitches as she fails over and over as her eyes slide over my body. Finally, she gives up and stares at my feet.
“I wanted to thank you. I know you didn’t like when I tried to reach out to say it before but…” She takes a tentative step forward, then another until she’s standing before me. “Sagan, I know you don’t want my thanks, but there’s got to be something you do want. You’ve been skulking around here for months for a reason.”
Skulking ? I wasn’t?—
My thoughts halt as Beatrix reaches up and starts to unbutton her romper. I watch as each button comes undone until her outfit puddles at her feet. Unlike her, I don’t allow myself to be distracted. I’ve seen my pet, and I know how perfect she is. The stretch marks on her thighs, her soft, rounded belly, and perfect fucking breasts—everything about her is enticing. Beatrix finally looks up at me. Her mouth curls upward into a wobbling smile as her eyes travel over my face, looking for signs I’m into this. Her uncertainty is adorable.
“What are you doing, pet?”
She closes the short distance between us before coming to a stop mere inches from me. Her delicious honey and lavender scent reaches me from here and it’s enough to make my mouth water.
“You don’t want my words but—” She licks her bottom lip as her eyes meet mine once more. “—maybe I could thank you this way? It’s the least I can do for you saving me, and you wanted me like this last time so…”
My self-control slips as I rake my eyes down her body. “I hope you don’t expect me to always save you, Little Viper. I’m not a hero. You’ll have to learn at some point that sometimes you’re going to have to save yourself.”
“No, you’re not a hero,” she agrees softly. “But I didn’t need a hero. I needed a villain, and you stepped up. I’m grateful for what you did for me, even if there was an ulterior motive.”
Her words wrap around my heart like barbed wire and sink deep. It shudders in response. She is so perfect…
“I suppose I’ll let you thank me.” I give her a tight smile. “On your knees.”
Beatrix’s smile doesn’t return but she nods and lowers herself before me. Her eyelashes flutter as she looks down. How can a woman like her—vengeful and full of wrath—be so demure and bashful too? It’s a fucking oxymoron. One I’m going to thoroughly enjoy.
“I think you need to get me warmed up before we start playing, don't you?” I ask her.
“Tell me how?” Her voice is small but when she peers up at me, I see curiosity and excitement glittering back at me.
My smile feels hard as I tug off my towel and throw it to the side. Beatrix’s gaze falls to my hardening cock, her eyes widening, then has the nerve to lick her lips. A trembling hand reaches for me, a flash of eagerness lighting up her amber eyes. I smack her away. My pet yelps and looks back up at my face.
“Ask if you can touch me. Ask me the right way,” I command, loving this power of her.
“Can I touch you, Sagan? Sir?”
The soft plea is so sweet I don’t think I could deny her even if that’s what I wanted to.
“Go ahead,” I offer.
When Beatrix’s hand wraps around my cock, I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from groaning. Her thumb slides over the head of my dick lightly before she gives me a tentative squeeze. I instantly grow hard in her hand. Her other hand comes up to cup my heavy sack before rolling it experimentally. I hum, pleased with her touch.
“May I...” Beatrix’s gaze flickers up to my face. “Put you in my mouth, sir ?”
If Knox called me sir, there would be a mocking playfulness to it. But Beatrix? There’s almost a reverence to the word. I suppress a shiver of excitement.
“Is my Little Viper hungry?” I'm practically panting and she's only fondling my balls. What sorcery is this?
“Yes, sir. May I have a taste?”
Well, damn. She seems to be fully invested in her role now. I wonder how long I can keep her this way. Forever seems like a good place to start.
“Have your fill, pet.”
Beatrix smiles and it nearly steals my breath away. She's enjoying serving me. This is better than my fantasies. Leaning forward, she wraps those full lips around the head of my dick. Her tongue slides through the slit, a careful exploration and tasting—just as she had asked. Beatrix’s other hand continues to fondle my balls, gripping them just a little tighter. I capture my moan before it slips past my lips. My dick lengthens quickly, hardening faster as it eagerly reaches for the back of her mouth. Beatrix's tongue circles me again before her mouth slides down the rest of my shaft. She takes me all the way into the back of her throat in one slow, hot, wet descent.
“You're doing good, Little Viper. Just like that,” I gasp as my hips jerk forward.
Beatrix hums and the sound vibrates around me. Brat, she has to know what she's doing to me when she does that. I shudder as her mouth slides back off me only to descend once more. My balls are caressed and played with as she continues to suck my cock. Her mouth waters; drool drips from the corners of her mouth and down to my sack. Her sucking is light, unhurried or determined—it's practically lazy. It’s as if she wants to torture me.
Her torture feels incredible.
As if she can hear my thoughts, Beatrix tilts her head to look up at me. As our eyes meet, the tip of my dick drags against the roof of her mouth. The sensation is phenomenal, and I can't stop from jerking my hips forward. My dick slips to the back of her throat, and she gags. The sound is beautiful. With a hard thrust, I shove my cock back down her throat to hear gag again. Her throat constricts and she struggles to breathe around me. I groan. Beatrix tries to pull her mouth away, but I grab her by the back of her head and keep her in place.
“You begged for this cock, remember? Now I’m giving it to you. So be a good girl and choke .”
Beatrix sputters and gags, tears spring up in her eyes as she struggles against her instincts so she can please me. It's a beautiful sight. Her hand leaves my balls as she braces both of them against my thighs.
“Look at you, taking my dick like a good girl,” I mutter, loving how her face is turning colors. “Between you and Knox, I bet I’ll always have a warm place to keep my cock.”
Finally, I let go of her head. Rather than jerk away from me altogether, Beatrix breathes heavily through her nostrils as she takes a second to collect herself, her lips still wrapped around my dick. When she's composed, she starts to bob her head once more down my length. Her determination is incredible. At this rate, I know I won't be able to last.
“That's quite enough of that.” I pull my dick free of her mouth. The small pop is a satisfying noise. Beatrix looks up at me, expectantly. “Get on the bed.”
Beatrix opens her mouth to ask something but changes her mind. Quickly, she scrambles to her feet to climb onto the bed. She perches herself on the edge of the mattress and waits patiently for my next orders.
Fuck, Beatrix is such a good pet. So obedient…
I follow her. As I move toward my pet, a myriad of different scenarios play out in my head. All of them ending with me inside of her. Stopping just in front of Beatrix, I nudge my head. “Scoot into the middle of the bed, sit with your knees up and legs spread open so I can see your pretty pussy.”
“ Sir!”
“What's wrong, Little Viper? Shy?” I taunt.
She sputters, flustered. I give her a minute to adjust to the idea. It takes a moment, but she sets her jaw, and she does as she's told. With her hands braced behind her, her knees propped up, and her legs spread wide, I have a clear view of her pussy. A cute, trimmed landing strip of dark curls doesn't conceal her glistening sex.
“Did sucking my dick turn you on?” I ask.
Beatrix nods slowly, but she won't meet my gaze. I watch her throat convulse and her hand bunch at the sheets. The way her head is tilted up so she can stare at the ceiling to conceal her embarrassment annoys me.
“Does sitting like this for me make you uncomfortable, pet?” I taunt.
Beatrix swallows hard before she nods. Still, she keeps her eyes on the ceiling.
“Look. At. Me,” I snap. Her head drops so that our eyes meet. My annoyance vanishes as quickly as it came. “Much better. Now touch yourself.”
“Touch—”
“I didn't say you could speak. I said touch . Let me see how you work your body up,” I interrupt, uninterested in whatever she has to say.
Beatrix lets out a little nervous hum before reaching between her legs to slide her fingers through her slick folds. With two fingers, she teases the entrances of her pussy but doesn’t allow them to sink into her body. Instead, she redirects and uses her arousal to coat and tease her clit. I watch as some of the embarrassment begins to ebb away, taking some of the stiffness out of her body as it does. As she continues to play with herself, Beatrix’s body leaks freely with her juices. I stare at glistening arousal soaking into my sheets while my cock begs to be a part of the mess. Her breathing becomes heavy and harsh and her hips begin to follow her fingers.
“Spread yourself open for me, let me see just how wet you are,” I order.
It's a fight not to reach down to stroke myself. My dick strains toward her pussy, reaching out for dear life. But I won't indulge myself, not yet. I want this to last.
Using two fingers, Beatrix spreads herself apart for me. Her arousal drips from her pussy down her crack. I swallow a groan. My eyes skim up her body to her face. Beatrix tries to hold my gaze, but she fails miserably; her embarrassment getting the best of her once again. My hand drops unconsciously down to my dick. Fisting myself, I hum in approval.
“Look at what obedience does to you,” I muse out loud with a tight smile. I step closer to her. “Slip two fingers inside yourself, Little Viper.”
Beatrix does as she's told. Her fingers slide into her body; wet sounds follow the motion. Her hips buck and a slight tremor shakes her frame. I suck in a sharp breath through my nose as my grip around my cock tightens. Beatrix’s soft sigh of relief is just as pretty as she is.
“Fuck yourself slowly,” I order.
My pet doesn’t hesitate. Beatrix slides her fingers in and out of herself. A hard shudder rushes through her body, shaking her tits and causing her breath to stutter. As her eyelids flutter halfway down, I stroke myself in time with her fingers.
“You’re a wonder, Little Viper,” I rasp, my voice hoarse as arousal leaks heavily out of her body. “Your body aches for direction, doesn't it? You're enjoying doing what you're told.”
“Yes,” she whimpers, her fingers speeding up. I watch as her hand grows wetter. The smell of her heady musk starts to fill the room, and I drown in it.
“Do you want to get off this way, pet?”
Beatrix hesitates. After a moment, she shakes her head. “No. This isn’t about me. I want to please you.”
I grin down at her. “Then you know what to do, don't you?”
She nods as her hips tilt forward, enticing me naturally toward her. “Please, sir, I need your dick. I need you inside of me.”
“Are your fingers not enough?”
“No, I need you. I came for you, sir.”
Goddamn, that sir is just icing on the cake. With a pleased nod, I take a step back from the bed. “Keep touching yourself, but don't cum. I'll be right back.”
Making quick work of searching through my suitcase, I pull out zip ties and duct tape from a pocket and then a nearly empty bottle of lube. Damn, Knox is a greedy motherfucker. We go through so much lube, I swear we should invest in some stock in it. On the bed, Beatrix throws her head back and her breathing comes in short pants. She doesn't notice what I'm holding or hear me when I put it down on the nightstand.
As I move away from the items to stand before her, I ask, “You aren’t be about to cum, are you?”
“Not without you, sir,” she pants, though the strain in her voice tells me she is close.
Perfect. For what I have in store next, she'll need to be completely focused on her body.
“Why not?” I ask as I watch her edge closer and closer to an orgasm she isn't allowed to have. My hand returns to my cock to give it a tight squeeze.
“Because you told me not to and... and I want to be a good girl.”
“Just anyone's good girl?”
She shakes her head. “ Your good girl.”
I have a bratty Knox, and now I have an obedient Beatrix. What will happen when I combine the two of them together? The thought is so fucking hot that my hips jerk on their own accord as my hand tightens around my dick.
“Get on your hands and knees facing away from me, Beatrix.”
She lets out a desperate whine but removes her fingers to do as she told. When she's on all fours, I find myself unable to look away from that thick ass staring back at me. Fuck, this is a sight to behold. I climb on the bed, unable to resist touching her any longer. My hands slide down her sides, following the trace of her curves until they sit on her hips. When I get to her ass, I grab it hard and yank it back into my pelvis. Instinctually, Beatrix arches her hips and tries to position me at her entrance, but I slap her ass hard enough for her to cry out.
“Manners, Little Viper, manners .”
“P-please, sir, I need you. Can I?—”
“No.” I slap her ass, and it earns me another yelp. Leaning my hips back, I reach down and shove two fingers into her pussy. The fact there’s no resistance pleases me. The way her body sucks me in? Even more so. “Fuck, you feel so damn good. You’ll come on my fingers, do you understand?”
“But—”
My hand cracks against her ass once more. It causes her back to dip and her pussy to spasm around my fingers as I pump them roughly in and out of her pussy. A heavy groan follows.
“You’re going to cum on my fingers, and then, if you do as you’re told, you’ll get my dick. Do you understand?”
I shove a third finger in, working her body up. The hold she has around my fingers is promising. She’s going to feel so good wrapped around my cock.
“Y-yes.” Her body shivers, her ass pressing back into my hand.
“Yes what?”
“Yes, sir. Please let me cum on your fingers, sir. It would be an honor.”
At this, I laugh. The sound is unexpected for the both of us. Beatrix flinches, but it’s followed by a breathless giggle. I wrestle my amusement down, cutting the sound off. I curl my fingers and caress her inner walls. It takes no time for Beatrix to find her release. She lets out a loud wail as she rides my fingers through her orgasm. Her body grips my fingers in a tight embrace as she cums around them.
Softly she chants, “Yes, yes, yes,” as she pulsates around me and humps my hand. Her sweet desperation to prolong what we have only causes my dick to grow harder. I continue to pump in and out of her until she collapses flat onto the mattress. Only then do I remove my fingers.
“What do you say when someone gives you something?” I snap, reaching forward and grabbing both of her braids. She yelps as I yank her head back.
“Thank you, sir !” She giggles lazily as I let go of her hair. Her head flops back down onto the mattress unceremoniously. “Do I get your dick now?”
I hum, pleased by her desire for more. “Hands above your head and put them together.”
Beatrix complies with a contented sigh, wiggling her glorious ass in front of me as an enticement. As if I need more.
“Keep them there.” I climb off the bed, grab the items I brought with me, snatch an item off the pile Beatrix left on the floor, and then return to my spot behind her. “Close your eyes and roll over. Keep your hands above your head.”
“Close my eyes?”
“What part of that don’t you understand?” I snap.
Beatrix hesitates for just a moment but then rolls to her back with her eyes squeezed shut.
I lean my body over hers. The heat from hers is absorbed into mine, and for a second, I enjoy the way I can feel her heartbeat beneath my chest. I never gave much thought to life, but hers? Hers I’ll make sure shines brightly while it sits in the gilded cage I throw her into. I swiftly plant a chaste kiss on her lips before effectively zip-tying her wrists together.
“Oh!” Her eyes fly open, but I grab her roughly by the face and glare down at her.
“Eyes. Closed.”
Her brows come together as she tests the zip ties holding her together. I glare down at her. She gives me an anxious look before her lashes flutter downward
“Open your mouth.”
Beatrix’s lips pop open. Without hesitation, I shove her panties deep into the back of her throat. Almost in the same movement, I pick up the roll of duct tape, rip a strip off, and slap it over her mouth as Beatrix starts to fight me. Her eyes fly open in surprise, and her arms come down, ready to strike me. I slap her bound hands away.
“Quit it, or I’ll make this ten times worse,” I promise darkly.
Beatrix’s thrashing doesn’t stop. Instead, it gets more frantic as she tries to use her fingers to rip off the tape. I grab her wrist and pin her hands above her head. She screams. The muffled sound goes nowhere. Beneath me, she bucks and rolls as she tries to knock me off her.
I chuckle. The sight of her fear is getting me so hard that it’s shocking.
“What’s wrong, Beatrix? Weren’t we just getting to the part you wanted?” Her thrashing slows as she makes sure I see her watery glare. I grin, unperturbed by it. “I never told you how I’d give my cock to you. Now, you can fight this or enjoy it—either way, you’ve gotten what you wanted.”
She starts to shake her head as my fingers dive back into her pussy. The action causes her back to arch up off the mattress with a start. Around me, Beatrix’s body clenches and milks me. With a glare, she squeezes her eyes shut to block me out.
“Aw, Little Viper, don’t act like you didn’t know this would happen. It’s not like we met under the best of circumstances. Remember, you came searching for me. Did you think I’d become your knight in shining armor now that I no longer have to watch you from the shadows?” I laugh at the absurdity. “That’s not how this works. It’ll never be like that, do you understand?”
Her eyes remain shut, but tears are leaking from the corners. The sight of them is just as beautiful as her arousal that seeps around my hand.
“Keep your hands above your head, and I’ll use lube for this next act. If you move them, even an inch, I have no problem watching you bleed,” I warn, letting go of her bound hands.
Beatrix cracks an eye open to peer at me.
I flash my teeth at her in a feral smile. “Don’t worry, you’ll get my dick. I’m a man of my word,” I snicker. “But first there’s something I want to try.”
I insert a third finger, then fourth as her body sucks me in. With my free hand, I grab the lube off the bed, pop off the top with a flick of my thumb, and dump the liquid all over the other, or, rather, what’s not inside of my pet.
“There’re some things you should know as we build this life together, Little Viper. Especially since you seem to be so accommodating when it comes to pleasing me.” I pull my thumb into my lubed up palm and press forward.
Beatrix screams behind her panties and tape. Her legs come up on either side of me and she tries to press her heels into my shoulders to push against me.
“Cut it out,” I snap, watching her bound wrists and hoping she’ll lift them.
I’m happy to change hands. Knox is more than capable of dealing with my entire fist up his ass without lube. I mean, sure, he walks funny for a few days afterward, but, still, he handles it. But she doesn’t. I’m a little disappointed, though my cock is throbbing so fucking hard right now even the brief disappointment can’t cool the growing ache.
“First things first. I won’t be the one you come to for cuddles and lovemaking. Thatcher might enjoy that shit, but not me. Second, I like pushing the limits. I’ll always wonder how much my Little Viper can take.”
My hand slowly curls inside of my pet. Her pussy squeezes my fist. Arousal seeps out of her body, around my wrist and forearm as I sink deeper into her. The rest of her body tenses. Another muffled protest springs forth. My pet’s back arches higher as her feet dig into the mattress. Her tears run down her face faster as I begin to pump my fist in and out of her. Beatrix whimpers as I pick up speed.
“Shh, it’s ok. A little pain is good for the soul,” I taunt.
Using my other hand, my thumb slides over her clit. There, I caress and circle the swollen bud. Beatrix groans but doesn’t stop trying to arch and twist away from me. The power I have over her is heady. I can make her whimper or cry in pain or moan and writhe wildly in pleasure. My eyes skim down her body, taking in each and every inch of skin and committing it to memory. Her nipples are hard, her skin damp with sweat. I toy with her clit, applying pressure while my fist and knuckles massage her insides. I watch with fascination as pleasure soaks into her muscles, her movement becomes more sensual and less frantic.
Beatrix Starr is here and mine to do with as I please. Months of lurking from the shadows has finally come to a head.
It was all worth it.
Fireworks go off in my chest, sending bursts of excitement and hunger coursing through my veins. My body trembles. There's prey—and then there's Beatrix Starr. A special breed of human that deserves to be displayed like a damn trophy. Right now, I have the sudden urge to stick her pretty little head on a plaque and hang it here in my room. I won’t, but it’s tempting…
A hard shiver wrecks Beatrix’s body. Her thighs spread wider almost unconsciously as she groans.
“The last thing you need to know is that I’ll take good care of you, pet. Your fear is mine. Your pain too,” I chuckle as I drag my knuckles along the inside of her pussy. “But so is your pleasure.”
With that, I apply a little more pressure to her clit. Beatrix’s legs start to shake. Her body releases a flood of juices, drenching my arm, sheets, and mattress. I’m absolutely floored by and am in awe by the rush of fluid.
“Jesus Christ, Little Viper, yes ,” I groan hungrily. I didn’t peg her for the squirting type but clearly, with a little penetration… The tremors in her legs race up the rest of her body and she convulses as she cums long and hard.
I don’t give her body time to come down from its release before I pull my fist free. Without any preamble, I shove my cock where my fist had been. I’m not gentle as I slam all the way into her body until she’s seated at the hilt of my cock. Her pussy, wet and still fluttering, is heaven. Or hell, judging by how quickly my body responds to her. This is going to be quick.
My hips snap forward and back, but I make sure to roll my pelvis to rub against her clit. Beatrix groans, her body struggling to relax around me. All fighting against me has ceased as she breathes heavily. I lean forward, bracing my hands on the mattress on either side of her face.
“Look at me.”
Beatrix’s eyelids crack open. I smile at her obedience. I lean down and kiss the duct tape between us as I rock my hips into her body. My thrusting becomes more demanding as I feel Beatrix's body begin to clamp tighter around me. Her stifled moans and groans are the soundtrack to this moment between us.
My lips leave her face. They trail down her neck, where they leave light kisses along her collarbones. Unable to resist, I capture a perky little nipple and suck. Beatrix's sharp intake of air through her nose and the clenching of her pussy tells me she likes this. I suck harder, teasing her tightening nipple with my tongue as I do.
Suddenly, her body stiffens again. Her pussy squeezes around me, dragging me over the edge with her with a stunning force. My snarl gets caught up between her breasts as I bury my face between them. As her release gushes around my cock, my own shoots up inside of her. I can’t stop grinding as I cum almost violently into her body. My heart races and my body goes slick from sweat. Fuck, she feels so damn good!
When I’m completely spent, I slip out of my pet.
I take advantage of her closed eyes and reach forward to rip the tape from her mouth. Beatrix hisses before she turns her head and spits out her panties. I grab them up, and, as I pull out of her, I use them to clean my softening dick.
Beatrix’s head flops to one side so that she can look at me. Her tears have slowed but haven’t stopped. I watch as one slides down the side of her face and drops away to the comforter on the bed.
“Thank you,” she rasps out softly.
I scowl down at her, not sure what the gratitude is for.
“For your dick,” she explains, the smallest of smiles pulling at her lips. “ Sir .”
Amusement and satisfaction war in my gut, both fun and unexpected feelings. As promised, I was not gentle in my treatment of my pet. Yet here she is, grateful for me.
“You're welcome, Little Viper,” I growl. My gaze travels down her body slowly. There’s a flush beneath her brown skin that makes her look like she’s glowing. Or maybe that’s her sweat catching in the light. Her legs are sticky with my cum and her release, the perfect combination. All she needs is a little blood splatter and she would look like a goddess.
Beatrix tugs at the zip ties around her wrist. “Are you going to untie me now?”
“No.” I know I just promised that I’m not a cuddler, that she should look to my brother for that shit, but she looks too damn good not to keep around for the night. “Now roll over and go to sleep. You’re staying in here tonight.”