Chapter Ten Maksim
With the delicious taste of Sarah’s pussy still radiating on my tongue, I helped her to her feet. I kept a firm grip on her as she wobbled a bit. “Do you think you can walk?”
She slanted her brows at me. “Yes. Why?”
“I can carry you.”
Her hand flew to her forehead. “Wow,” she murmured.
“Is that a yes to carrying you?”
“No. It was more about feeling dizzy.”
“Can you stand by yourself for a minute?”
“Mm, I think so.”
I quickly grabbed the lights around us and shoved them into my tunic.
At Sarah’s gasp, I whirled around. “What is it?”
She motioned at the front of her dress where her perfect tits were hanging out.
“I didn’t realize how much you destroyed my dress.”
“Don’t worry. I plan on reimbursing you for the cost.”
“Oh no. You don’t need to do that,” she protested.
“Don’t argue with me.”
The corners of her lips quirked. “Yes, sir.”
As Sarah shivered lightly, I draped my cloak over her shoulders. “Thank you.”
“Let’s get you inside.”
I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, tucking her to my side. Sarah pressed her face against my chest as I led her down the path. As we made our way back through the woods, you could hear the echo of other couples or groups still engaging in hardcore fucking.
When we started up the back steps, I asked, “What’s your room number?”
“Five,” she replied before yawning.
“Did I wear you out?”
“Yes, sir, you certainly did. I think I’ll sleep like the dead.”
When we got to her room, Sarah typed in the passcode before opening the door. This wasn’t the end of a date where she asked me if I’d like to come in for a drink. She knew as well as I did what this was about.
“Get undressed, and I’ll draw you a bath.”
“I’d prefer a shower,” she remarked as she removed the cloak and draped it across the chair.
“As your Dom, I’m drawing you a bath. I instructed the staff to have Epsom salts available to put in it for your muscles.”
A grateful smile curved on her lips. “Thank you, sir.”
I nodded at her before slipping into the bathroom.
I switched off the intense overhead light for a more muted one.
At the clawfoot tub, I turned on the hot water and then adjusted it.
After deeming it perfect, I grabbed the Epsom salts and bubble bath off the counter before depositing an ample amount of each into the water.
When I turned around, Sarah appeared in the doorway. I couldn’t help raking my gaze over her naked body. Her delicious curves had felt wonderful in the shadows of the woods, and they looked even more delicious.
“You are stunning.”
Sarah’s cheeks flushed under my compliment. “Thank you, sir.”
With a flick of my wrist, I waved her over to the tub. Taking her hand in mine, I then dipped it into the water. “Is this okay?”
“Yes, sir, that feels wonderful.”
“Get in,” I commanded.
As she stepped into the tub, I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. Her full, heavy breasts, her curvy hips, and the small strip of dark hair covering her pussy.
Once she eased down in the tub, Sarah sighed with pleasure. I took the sponge off the side of the tub and submerged it under the water. Then I brought it to Sarah’s neck where my cum trailed across her skin. “I hate to wash this away. I love seeing you marked by me.”
“I love the feel of you on my skin.” With a coy smile, she added, “And inside my mouth. And my pussy.”
“Careful.”
“Or what?”
“Since this is about aftercare, we can’t start something up again.”
Sarah grinned. “I’ve never felt more like breaking the rules in my life.”
“I have a feeling that’s something you never do.”
The smile faded from her face. “No. I don’t.” With a sigh, she said, “Not in real life, and not in a scene.”
“Except with me,” I mused.
She winced. “I really am sorry, sir. I was so honored you chose me out of all the women tonight. And although you’ve teased me about it, I hope I didn’t disappoint you.”
I cupped her chin in my soapy finger and tilted her gaze to mine. “You were the best prey I’ve ever had.”
Sarah’s brows popped wide. “Really?”
At that moment, I couldn’t tell her the truth about what made her the best. It had nothing to do with hunts or proper submissives.
It had everything to do with the fact that I was physically and emotionally attracted to her.
I’d never allowed myself to get that close to other prey.
They’d merely been a means to get off and a further ego trip.
“I would never lie to a sub during aftercare,” I replied.
“Well, you are supposed to give me words of affirmation while giving feedback on the scene,” she countered.
With a laugh, I replied, “I already gave you negative feedback when I called you a brat.”
“I suppose your positive feedback was coming three times.” She furrowed her brows. “Or was it two and a half since you didn’t go back down that second time?”
“Do you ever stop talking?”
“It takes a while to deplete all my adrenaline. But don’t worry. A crash is coming very soon.” Tilting her head at me, she asked, “Are you this chatty with other subs?”
“No, I’m not. And once again it would seem you’re a bad influence.”
She snorted. “Me be a bad influence on the Beast?”
“You’re making me soft.”
“I doubt that.”
You have no idea the influence you have over me. All you’d have to do is ask, and I’d burn the world down for you.
With the clock ticking, I needed to expedite the process. “Come on. Let’s get you out of the tub before you’re all wrinkly.”
Nodding dutifully, Sarah stood up. The sight of the sudsy water sluicing off her body caused my mouth to run dry. To rid myself of the vision, I pushed myself to my feet to grab one of the large towels.
When I turned back to Sarah, she’d exited the tub. She reached out her hand for the towel, but I ignored her. Instead, I began drying her off myself. Of course, that was a stupid idea considering the reaction my body had to merely touching her through the towel.
As I ran the terry cloth over her breasts, I wasn’t the only one reacting. Sarah brought her hand over mine. “With your permission, I think it would be best if I finished this myself.”
“I would agree with you in this case.”
Smiling coyly up at me through her lashes, Sarah then wrapped the towel around herself before leaving the bathroom. Leaning against the doorway, I watched as she slipped into a set of silky pajamas that were ridiculously sexy. Of course, she could’ve made a burlap sack look sexy.
Glancing at me over her shoulder, she said, “Are you going to tuck me in, sir?”
“There you go being bratty again.”
With a laugh, Sarah turned back the covers on the bed. After climbing inside, she cocked her brows at me. “I’m in bed, sir.”
“Yes, I can see that.”
After killing the overhead lights on the switch beside me, I pushed off the doorframe and stalked over to her. Dread radiated through me with every step towards the bed and my sweet, unassuming victim.
Besides condoms in my pant’s pocket, there was a capped syringe. Ensuring that I had it with me had been just as important as making sure Sarah received her pale blue ribbon, proclaiming her as mine.
As my hand slipped inside the slick pocket, I gripped it between my fingers.
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The fact that I was a fucking bastard for what I was about to do to Sarah didn’t change if I said it in Russian or English.
“Do you need anything else before I say goodbye?” I asked Sarah.
“No. I’m good.” A smile curved on her beautiful lips. “Thank you for tonight.”
“I’m the one who should be giving you my thanks.”
She bit down on her bottom lip, the one I wished I could have kissed. “Maybe we’ll see each other at another hunt?”
“I’m sure we’ll be seeing each other soon.”
The knife curved further in my chest at her hopeful expression. It was now or never. After rising off the bed, I eased the syringe out of my pocket. As I went to turn off the lamp beside the bed, I uncapped the needle.
“Goodnight, Sarah,” I replied.
“Goodnight.”
Since I wore the mask, I couldn’t kiss her goodnight. But I still bent over her like I was going to whisper something in her ear. As a contented sigh escaped her lips, I jabbed the needle into her shoulder muscle.
The fear and hurt swirling in her eyes were my undoing. “I’m sorry. I promise you’ll be okay.”
She opened her mouth to protest, but then her eyelids drooped. Within seconds, she was out.
And the next part of my plan went into motion.