Chapter 24 #2
“Never. Never like that.”
Nikolett started to circle him, trailing her fingers along his chest, over his arm, across his back. “Do you ever think you’re in the wrong place? The wrong time?”
Eric turned his head to watch her, assessing. Planning.
He had a vague plan of bending her over the bed and fucking her hard and fast if she opted for naked. If she chose pajamas, he’d planned to stay awake all night holding her and worrying.
This third option she’d created was far better than either of his. He never claimed to be the smarter of the two of them.
Still, he resisted, worried that if she freed him from his self-imposed chains, he’d take it too far, use her too hard.
“The wrong time?”
“Maybe you were born out of time. Meant for a more brutal age. One befitting your nickname.” She stopped, facing him, nails lightly digging into his chest. “The Viking.”
“I’m not the only one. You were meant to rule.” He dipped his face to hers, lips touching her ear. “Savage and beautiful.”
“Maybe we’re both refugees from the past, time travelers trying and failing to blend in.”
“Very poetic.” He made one last valiant effort to limit what was able to happen. “Get in the bathroom and strip. I promise we’ll have sex when you come out.”
She stepped back. “I don’t want to just have sex…” She raised a brow, then turned and ran.
He didn’t know what it said about him that his first instinct was to chase and catch her. The bedroom was large, but not that large, and she wasn’t moving all that fast.
Eric took three big steps, grabbed her, and threw her over his shoulder.
She wiggled, trying to get free, so he spanked her as he stalked to the bed. She pinched his ass in retaliation.
Eric tossed her down onto the mattress, enjoying the way she bounced. Before she could get her bearings, he rolled her onto her stomach and yanked her pants down.
She was wearing panties.
He grabbed the back of the silky-looking underwear and twisted. Nikolett yelped, then moaned as he pulled harder, grinding the fabric against her pussy.
“I told you no underwear.”
“If we’re alone. We were in a meeting.”
“But we’re alone now. And I did tell you to go into the bathroom. If you wanted to be obedient, you would have gone where I told you and taken them off.”
And if I don’t want to be obedient?”
“Is your clit ready for another punishment?”
“N-no.” For the first time she sounded nervous.
“Stay there.” He punctuated the order with two hard spanks, one on each cheek.
A minute later, he slapped the case of toys down on the bed by her hip. Luckily, past Eric had been smart enough to take everything out of the packaging and wash it.
He hauled her back until her legs weren’t on the mattress and she was bent over the side of the tall bed, feet on the floor. She was still fully dressed, except her pants were around her thighs, exposing the underwear.
With a hard yank, he pulled the panties down around her thighs with her pants, despite the way she desperately clenched her legs together.
Eric rubbed one pretty ass cheek, then spanked it again, hard enough to cause a blush of pink.
And to make her moan.
He did it to the other cheek, evening out the spanking. She shifted, settling herself, probably anticipating more of the same.
He had something far more savage planned.
Eric flipped open the case and pulled out the lube. He had gloves too, but skipped those. He wanted to feel her.
Eric slicked up two fingers on his right hand, then spread her ass cheeks with his left, exposing her anus.
Nikolett gasped, pushing up on her elbows as she twisted to look at him.
“Eric?”
He held her gaze as he pressed the tip of his finger into her ass. He wasn’t gentle or slow. He didn’t hurt her—there was plenty of lube—but she’d feel the abrupt invasion.
Nikolett’s eyes widened, then her lashes fluttered, eyes half closing.
He pressed his finger in deeper, felt her tighten around him as his second knuckle went in.
He thrust a few times watching her face. Only when she slowly, submissively, lowered her head to the mattress did he let himself look. Watch as his finger fucked her ass.
Then he added a second finger. She took the tips well, but rose up on her toes, trying to shift away from him as the double thickness began to truly stretch her.
“You will take it,” he growled down at her, his cock rock-hard in his pants. If he’d been less on edge, he would have gone slower. Would have reassured her that her body could easily take this if she relaxed.
Instead, he fucked her ass with his fingers, pushing a little deeper each time while she made soft mewling sounds that only amped up his need.
He withdrew his fingers and picked up the first plug. He coated the tip with lube, then positioned it at her rear entrance.
With one firm push, he forced the entire plug up inside her.
Nikolett gasped so loud it was almost a scream, rising up on her toes once more. The thickest part of this small plug wasn’t as thick as his two fingers, but the neck of it was thicker than a normal plug, since it was designed as an anal trainer.
Once it was in, Eric slapped her ass just because he could, then went to wash his hands.
When he came back, she was exactly as he’d left her—bent over the bed, pants and panties around her thighs, the wide base of the black training plug visible.
Eric bent over her, kissing her hair, her cheek.
Then he slid his hand under her neck and gripped her by the throat as his other hand freed his cock from his pants.
Her nails scratched against the duvet as he adjusted, cock in hand so he could guide the tip to her pussy.
She was hot and wet, but she got wetter as he teased her, sliding the fat head of his dick up and down the valley of her sex, bumping over her clit.
“You’re going to take all of me. All of my cock in this tight pussy while your ass is full and plugged.”
Her reply was a moan, but he wanted more. He forced her head up, holding but not squeezing her neck as he forced her head and shoulders off the bed until she braced herself on her elbows.
“If you don’t take my cock all the way, I’m going to stop and switch to a larger plug.”
He rubbed her clit one last time with his cock then notched himself at her entrance.
“That will make it even harder for you to take me, which will mean I punish your tight ass with an even bigger plug.”
“Please,” she moaned, the sound vibrating against his hand.
“Please what?”
“Please make me take it. Stuff my pussy with your cock until I feel you in my throat.”
Fuck, she was perfect. Made for him, just as he was made for her.
Eric let go of his cock, grabbed her ass cheek to hold her in place, and thrust in.
Hard and fast, he entered her, her body tight and hot around him. He felt the pressure of her muscles tightening as she let out sweet pain- and pleasure-filled whimpers.
His hips hit her ass, his balls resting against her pussy. He was all the way inside her for the first time.
He gave them both a minute, panting with his eyes closed as he focused on the feeling of her sex tight around his cock.
This wasn’t about giving her time to adjust; it was about him savoring the moment. The anticipation.
Eric pulled all the way out, then slammed back into her, hips slapping her ass. He pressed on the base of the plug, felt the corresponding pressure against the top of his cock.
Holding himself inside her, he pulled on the plug, then thrust it back in. Again and again, he fucked her ass with the plug, making her take the fat bulb over and over.
Her pussy fluttered around his cock, and Nikolett shifted, pressing her hand over his, trying to force him to squeeze her neck.
“Harder,” she begged.
“I’m going to train you to come just from having your ass fucked.”
She moaned, her pussy gripping his cock tight.
He seated the plug firmly inside her, pulled out, then thrust his cock in again. Her channel had clamped down when he pulled out, the head of his cock forcing those muscles to relax and accept him once more.
This time he didn’t stop. He pulled back and thrust in again. Again.
As he started to fuck her in earnest, he gently squeezed her neck.
Her fingers stayed over his, trying to press them down harder.
He wouldn’t risk her breathing, so instead, he slammed his cock into her, hips pistoning.
And when he braced his hand on the bed, leaning forward, it pressed the plug in deeper.
He didn’t wait to make sure she’d come—though the way she clenched on him made him think she had. He used her as she’d begged him to. Fucked her for his own pleasure, savage in the last few thrusts.
And when he did come, he bent all the way over her, biting her just where shoulder met neck like he was some kind of animal.
They were both panting as he slowly withdrew. He waited, hoping the savagery she’d called forth in him had abated…but it hadn’t. Despite just coming, he still wanted, needed, to use her more.
Planting a hand on the small of her back, he gently removed the plug.
She signed, upper body limp on the mattress. Her eyes were closed, a few strands of hair covering her face and sticking to her cheek.
He lubed up the second plug, and it wasn’t until he positioned it at her entrance that she realized, eyes popping open.
Eric pushed the second plug halfway in, pausing for a moment to give her time to adjust before pressing with the heel of his hand and forcing the widest part inside her as she whimpered and wiggled, trying and failing to get away.
He left her like that on the bed, his come leaking out of her pussy, ass plugged, as he undressed. Then he pulled her up.
Her cheeks were flushed, her lips pink and glossy. She looked at him with wide, needy eyes.
“Strip.”
Arms crossed over his chest, Eric watched her slide out of her clothes, her movements hurried rather than graceful. He could tell when the plug would shift or some movement would make her aware of it because she paused, breathing unsteady.