9. Chapter 9 - Roux
Chapter 9
I hate her. I hate her. I hate her.
Driving back home, I kept telling myself that over and over again. I hated how her sweet wild rose scent filled the car, clouding my mind. I hated how she pushed my buttons while exceeding all my expectations. I hated how she was always right to some degree. I hated how it felt to have her hold me in her arms.
Most of all, I hated how weak I felt around her.
Yes. I hated this woman with all of my being… So why did it kill me to see her hurt?
Crushing the steering wheel under my hands, I pondered more about how much I hated this gorgeously stunning woman. With her bewitching silver eyes that saw too much, partnered with her shiny chestnut locks that shined like rubies in the sun, down to her perfectly crafted body that would make any man's eyes bug out of their head. Yeah. I hated all of that.
We got home, and I bolted from the car, not even opening her door after I parked. Ravi greeted me at the door, but I blew past him and went upstairs, saying I wasn't hungry tonight. Just as I shut my door, I could hear Ravi asking Rin what happened.
I waited for her to tell him about the whole ordeal, to blabber about how weak I was in front of my uncle. How I couldn't stand up to him even when I wanted to with all of my soul. She would tell them everything, and I just couldn't face my brothers’ disappointed looks after that.
“Oh, nothing.” Her blatant lie surprised me, and I pressed my ear against the door, trying to ignore the loud, steady pounding of my heart. “Your uncle is a dick, by the way. If I have to kill someone to be sworn in or something, can it be him?”
My brother gave her a nervous laugh, and my lips quivered as I fought to keep them from rising. He responded, “It’s not like you’re joining a gang, Rin, but you’ll have to get in line on that one. Our uncle has a lot of enemies, so you might only get to see a corpse.”
It was silent for a second before Ravi groaned like something physically pained him. “Aww, come on, Rin, don’t pout like that! It makes me want to give you whatever you want!”
She giggled, her voice getting more distant. “Okay, okay. I’ll save the pouting for something I really want.”
Well, that’s fucking dangerous. Ravi will cave in an instant, and Rion could be convinced if she really wanted to. She was smart, and I hate that, too.
“Rin!” Ravi whined again, but this time it was filled with more mirth than actual longing. Their voices drifted off as they went into the kitchen, and I was left alone with my thoughts.
Slumping against the door, I clenched my fists, repeating my mantra again. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. How the fuck was I going to face her tomorrow? I was at a severe disadvantage, and it made my skin crawl.
Her giggle echoed in my skull, triggering the memory of her holding me and how good that had felt. How soft and kind her voice was, even when I knew she was still mad at us. How her warm hand felt against my cool cheek, heating up my dead soul with just a simple touch. The memory flashed again, and this time her eyes were focused on something else. My dick twitched.
Was she staring at my lips? Her eyes glanced downward as her lips parted, and a different emotion flashed in her eyes. Was that…? Did she desire me? Even when she hated me?
Now, that I understood.
I rewound that memory like a movie and watched it over and over again, making sure I truly comprehended what was going on. A smile slowly creeped up my face when I realized she wasn't a perfect angel like she seemed. She had darkness in her as well, and I could match darkness.
Even while confronting me, she still desired me, wanted me… and I could use that.
I could get on an even playing field with her and shift the balance between us back to normal. I began to think about tomorrow, coming up with a rough outline of a special training session just for her. Yes, this could work.
My body tingled as the idea took root, and my dark soul rose up to the challenge. Oh, we would be training, there was no doubt about it, but I was going to make her hate me just as much as I hated her. That way, we could be even again… and I couldn’t wait.
I woke up early and arranged for Ravi to drop her off to meet me, claiming I had to leave early to set up for the day’s training session. He grumbled about having to wear a hat and mask, but I knew he would do it since it meant more time with Rin.
As soon as I got to the gym, I made sure the mats were clean then readied myself because today I was doing everything possible to get on my little minx’s nerves.
Knowing I didn't have much time, I grabbed the chin-up bar and went to town. By the time the door clicked open, I had already done ninety-seven and worked up a nice sheen of sweat. Not too much, but just enough.
“What the hell, Roux? If you needed to come in early, you could’ve told me. I would’ve gotten up earlier!”
I finished up by doing three more before I let go, picked up a towel, and turned to face her.
The expression on her face was nothing short of adorable, and that made me squeeze the life out of the towel in my hands. She’d decided to wear only a bright teal sports bra and some thin gray leggings that showed off all of her assets. The beast inside of me raised its head to look her way, and her eyes went wide. Her cheeks flushed red with anger, and her nostrils flared like she was aching to punch me. She looked breathtaking in her fiery mood, and I worked hard to keep my smile at bay.
Shrugging, I called back, “I had stuff to do. Didn’t want to wait on Sleeping Beauty.”
Her ears turned red as her hands clenched into fists. Not wanting to give her a second to think, I walked toward the center of the mat. “Yesterday, you learned all the basics, and we will eventually get to specific moves once you get better at form and consistency, but today I wanted to work on your fighting spirit. That in and of itself could make the difference between life and death in a fight.”
She lifted an eyebrow, cocked her hip to the side, and folded her arms across her chest. The words didn't even have to be spoken for me to understand what she thought. “And how do you possibly teach that ?”
I gave her my best wolfish grin, one that would entice her as much as warn her. “You have to top me in a one-on-one fight.”
Her brows furrowed. “Top you?” Finally, her gaze caught my shirtless chest, creating a searing trail of lust as it traveled lower and lower.
“Yeah.” I threw the towel to the side, widening my stance and flexing my muscles as I got into fight mode. “You need to beat me only once. Land a punch, draw some blood, turn the tides of the fight, and then you’ll win.” When she continued looking at me like I’d lost my marbles, I rolled my eyes.
“We don’t have to if you can’t handle it.” I stood up, throwing my head back as I winked at her. “Going up against me is probably intimidating for a beginner like you.” That did the trick.
She stalked up to me, shoving a finger into my chest. “You got your fight. I just have to get you once, right?”
Crossing my arms, I nodded. She turned away from me, acting like she was thinking, but I knew Rin. I’d been training with her day in and day out. I knew how her exquisite body worked and saw her winding up to throw a punch.
I stayed still as she swiveled around and threw out an uppercut. I’ll admit that I wasn't thinking she would go with that particular move, but I easily dodged it, circling her like it was second nature.
“Aww, that's cute. Did you learn that from TV?”
She sneered at me, but otherwise, she kept her rage in check and watched my feet. She was a fast learner, faster than anyone I’d ever seen, and if she’d had a few months under her belt, she might’ve had a chance at landing one punch, but I was ready for her. She attempted a few more punches, left hook, right hook, followed by an elbow that was just a hair shy from connecting. I made sure to keep that in mind.
After a few rounds, I could tell she was getting tired. Her fighting spirit was draining, so this was the perfect time for me.
I lunged, grabbing her by the waist and dragging her down for some grappling. She easily got caught up, and I used the position I was in to rub my thigh against her center. Her eyes almost popped out of her head when she gasped.
“Too much for you? Need to quit?” I taunted, making sure the sarcasm in my voice was more than present.
She growled, her eyes lighting up as she geared up for a fight, and the beast inside of me roared, excited to be entangled with my female.
She wiggled, trying to get out of the position she was in, but I grabbed her wrists and slammed them above her head, nestling myself between her thighs. Her hate-filled gaze turned up to me, and I looked down at her in triumph. “I can see the fight in you dwindling, little minx. I don’t think you’ll be winning any time soon.”
Surprising the shit out of me, she wrapped her legs around my waist and rubbed herself against my growing cock. Looking down, I found her giving me an evil grin. Now, she wanted to win, and she wanted to win at all costs.
“Looks like you're more affected than me, big boy.”
I envisioned shoving my dick into that cocky little mouth to see how much noise it could make while stuffed full, but I’d let that go for another time. Today was about the build-up and the win.
Using one hand to keep her wrists pinned, the other grabbed at the back of her stretchy pants, yanking them down to reveal her center before swiping a finger through her wetness. She gasped in both surprise and pleasure. “What a big mouth you have for such a wet pussy.”
Her eyes narrowed as she wiggled her ass, trying to get me to leave her alone, but I wouldn't. Not when I was this close to getting even.
I quickly kneed her thigh, breaking her hold around my waist. Purposely leaving an opening to the right side, I leaned down to keep her left side trapped. Her only remaining option was to turn and try to escape for the right. When she did just that, I smiled at the little mouse falling for the cheese.
Before she could tell what was happening, I climbed on top, positioning her hips between mine. I pulled her arms backward, yanking her upward so I had all the power even though we were both on our knees.
She tried to yank herself free, but I tightened my grip on her arms while keeping my body firmly against her backside. Breathing against her ear, I said, “Now, this is a much better position, don’t you think?”
I rubbed my long, hard cock between her ass cheeks that were peeking out. I could feel her muscles tightening, her body wanting to react, but that sassy mouth got in the way. “Oh, so this is the only way the great Roux can get a woman to sleep with him.”
Fury filled my soul, and my mind switched from playing a game to wanting to teach her a lesson. Wrapping one arm around her waist, keeping her arms to her side, I let my hand snake its way down her front to get to her exposed center.
As soon as I got to her little pleasure nub, I gave it a rub before sinking two fingers into her wet, eager center. She couldn't help but let out a reluctant moan. I buried my nose into her neck, shoving those fingers in and out of her until she was dripping and panting. I plucked at her little nub, causing her to jerk in my arms, and licked up the column of her throat.
“I don’t hear any complaining, minx.”
She scoffed, but it was an empty sound that I was sure even she didn't believe.
I was so lost in the moment that I didn't realize my hold on her had weakened. Luckily, I felt her right side clench and managed to dodge a punch coming right for my face in the nick of time. Giving her a low, deep chuckle, I breathed into her hair. “Now, that wasn't nice, but I appreciate the effort.”
She showed her hand at that moment, letting me know that her mind wasn't befuddled enough. I was going to need to change that. I wanted her writhing and crying for more. That meant I needed to turn it up.
Removing my hand from her, I grabbed both arms again, twisting until they were folded and pinned behind her back. She tried to shake me off, growling her frustration at her situation. The beast inside me purred, loving the way she resisted though when she wanted it… wanted me.
I shoved her face into the mat, leaving her ass up in the air, and took advantage of her moment of stunned surprise. Pulling my shorts down, I ran my shaft along her seam, lubing it up with her juices before plunging into her in one thrust.
She cried out, and her passionate screams echoed in the room, music to my ears. I relished the sight of her mouth falling open, eyes flying wide, her face twisted up in pleasure at my entrance. I stayed there for a second, letting her get used to my length as I basked in the feel of her hot, wet center wrapped around me so tightly.
The sensation of her surrounding me was euphoric. Her plump ass pressed against me with my cock buried so deep inside of her that I didn't know where I ended and she began. I wanted to get lost in her, to never leave this spot, but that wasn't the purpose of today. Today was about us being even.
I pulled out slowly, drawing a soft whine from her, the perfect melody, then I thrust back in, forcing her song to become a ragged pant. This went on for a while, and I reveled in the way her noises became increasingly louder and more expressive. I could tell she hated how much she loved it when she rasped out, “More. Fuck, Roux. More .”
Being the giver I was, I released her arms, confident that she wasn't going to move anymore. She sighed at the sudden freedom. I pulled out, smacking her ass so hard my palm left behind a red mark, and she cried out. I made her swallow those cries as I grabbed both cheeks and began pistoning in and out of her like it was my damn job.
Her whole body shook as I gave her barely enough time to breathe. Her erratic moans went from short and high to long and low, only one word coming through clearly. “Yes. Yes. Yes!”
Just as her whole body tightened, squeezing down on my dick hard, I ripped myself from her and flipped her onto her back. I remained on my knees, looking down, while she glared up at me covered in a sheen of sweat, strands of hair stuck to the sides of her face. She had never looked so earth shatteringly beautiful.
“Dick,” she panted, trying to catch her breath.
We both knew that she had been about to come, hell, even I was about to come, but I’d denied us because I wanted her to learn her lesson. Smiling down at her, I gentled my tone, letting it become low and soft like a lover. “Think of it as an incentive. You won't be getting your release until you win .”
She pushed herself up on shaky arms, and although she glared at me, she didn’t say no. I took that as acceptance of my challenge. My hands went to the waistband of her leggings where it had tangled around her shins, and she couldn't hide her eagerness. It was cute.
Gripping her pants, I yanked my hands in opposite directions and watched the center of her leggings split with a loud rip. Her mouth fell open as I let go of the pieces and watched in horror as the thin fabric fell at her sides.
“Those were just going to get in the way,” I chuckled.
The anger in her eyes rose from a low simmer to boiling over. When her face became flushed, I knew her mind was beginning to lose itself to her anger. It was a dazzling sight to see, to watch the angel fall and become a demon right before my eyes.
While I was daydreaming of broken wings and horned crowns, she launched herself at me. Her nails dug into my pecs, scratching down as she pulled herself up to a seated position. A hiss broke through my clenched jaw, but the sweet sensation of pain made my eyes roll up into my skull. I didn't know that pain could feel so honeyed.
I knew I could get pleasure from it. Remembering the feeling of my blood soaked skin as my fist met muscle and bone, it was the ultimate satisfaction in my life, but this was a new kind of bliss. Once I could easily grow addicted to.
Looking down, I wanted to see those jagged red marks like the searing brand they were. Instead, I was met with Rin looking at my chest, head tilted and her brows all twisted up above her clouded eyes.
Oh no. I was not going to let her take them back. I was not going to let her regret giving me these marks that I relished.
Her head snapped up when I grabbed her hands, and she frowned at me when I curled her fingers within my own, returning them to the scratches. I pressed her nails into me harder, dragging them down to renew the pain. “I can take whatever you want to give me, Rin.”
Her eyes were glued to mine, watching my every move. I wrapped my hand around her ponytail, gripping her head hard as I leaned down until our foreheads met. Staring into those molten silver eyes, I laid it out. “You could make me bleed, curse at me, kick and punch me. You could try to throw me away.” My hand tightened on her hair with that last part. “But I will never leave. I’ll always be here, whether it's by your side or in the shadows. You’ll never be rid of me.”
Something in her eyes changed. A vulnerability surfaced that I didn't want to face, so I shoved her down onto the mat, breaking that contact. Positioning myself at her entrance, I let the dark challenge ring in the air. “So give me all you got.” Then I thrust into her so hard her back bent.
This time, she pushed back and tried to kick, trying to fight for dominance. I caught her leg and bit her ankle, causing a string of curse words to spill from those delicious lips as she moaned. She bucked hard against me, trying to use her hips to break off my dick, but when I grabbed her lifted ass and pounded into her harder, she bit her lip to the point of bleeding just to keep her moans of pleasure at bay. She didn’t want to give me that satisfaction, but her determination only made me hunger for more.
When she got close again, I pulled out and landed on top of her, caging her in with my body as I willed my heart to calm down. It hadn't raced like this in… ever. I felt so alive, so free.
I was so lost in that feeling, I became too cocky, thinking my body was more than enough weight to keep her pinned.
I was wrong.
From somewhere within, she had built up her strength. Partnered with her strong will, she was able to wrap her legs around my waist and roll me over with a loud grunt.
Looking up at the ceiling, I was truly stunned. Where the fuck did that strength come from? Was it her anger? Her pent-up orgasm? Her sheer determination to win? I didn't know what it was, but when her savage smile covered my view, I knew I had lost.
“Now who’s got fucking who?” Her sassy mouth made me laugh for the first time in a long time. That was until I felt her take my length in her hand. “Now, you are going to finish what you started. I won, and I’m owed my prize.”
That was the moment I knew that all the hate I could muster couldn’t compare to the utter devotion and obsession I had for this woman. I was tethered to her by bonds of fate, and I was done fighting it.
She was mine.
She slammed down on my cock, and I saw stars. She slid up and down just as hard and rough as I had given her, and it was glorious. Her fingers dug into my belly as she went up and down, mesmerizing me with her movements. I was hypnotized by the sight of myself disappearing inside her.
Her mouth occasionally opened in a silent moan as she quickened her pace. The only thing missing was those gorgeous tits bouncing in my face, and I was going to rectify that.
Jackknifing my way up to sitting, I fisted the two straps and tore the fabric apart, causing her to gasp. As her tits fell out, I cupped one, plucking at its nipple while I bit the side of her neck. She howled to the ceiling, her hips moving erratically, and I knew she was almost there.
Grabbing her hips, I used my strength to fuck her back, to show her that I was getting close too. We would come together.
Her nails raked across my back, and I couldn't stop the moan that followed. I took one hand off her hip and shoved it between us, rubbing her clit until she gasped for air. Her whole body shook as it clamped down, and I rubbed her faster, keeping time with my thrusts as her cum gushed all over my cock.
“Roux. Fuck. Oh, God.” Those words were like a trigger for my dick. As soon as she finished the last syllable, my cum shot out deep inside of her, holding her as I filled her up completely. Sweaty and panting like animals, we both fell to the side and onto the mat.