Chapter 27 - Elias #3
Big hands clamp my hips and I’m spun onto my stomach like I weigh nothing, my chest smacking into the sheets, my ass dragged high into the air before I can gasp. My knees scrape against the mattress, trembling, my face buried in the pillow that still smells like him.
“Hands behind you,” he orders, voice sharp enough to cut bone.
My arms shoot back instantly, wrists locking together like muscle memory. My cheek presses to the sheets,my chest heaving hard as his weight settles over me from behind.
The blunt press of his cock against me has me screaming already.
“Sir—please, I’ll take it, I’ll take all of you—just—”
“Shh.” His palm drags down my spine, heavy, steady, pinning me flat while his cock grinds harder against me. “You’ll get it when I’m ready. Not before.”
My ass pushes back without permission, chasing him, begging for more friction. My body’s shaking so hard I can barely hold myself up.
“Please, Captain—fuck—ruin me—” The words tumble out like I’m choking on them, desperate and cracked. “I’ll do anything—anything you want—just don’t stop, don’t ever stop—”
He yanks my head back until my throat arches, until I’m gasping at the ceiling.
“You sound desperate, pup.”
“I am!” The confession rips out raw. “I’m fucking desperate—fuck, I’d marry you if you told me to—”
The second it’s out, my soul leaves my body.
Silence detonates. My cheeks go nuclear, my mouth snaps shut so hard my teeth click, and I thrash weakly against his grip like I can crawl under the mattress and die.
“Oh my god,” I whine as I squirm uselessly. “Forget I said that—oh my god—”
Damian just smirks. Slow. Sharp. That scar curling cruel across his mouth as he presses his cock harder into me, grinding until my back bows and my scream claws high.
“Careful, pup,” he rasps. “Say shit like that, and I’ll make sure you mean it.”
His hand slides up from my hair, strong and steady, until it wraps firm around my throat. The weight of it pins me down, thumb pressing against the frantic pulse hammering under my skin.
I choke on a whimper, my hips jerking back into him even as his grip tightens.
“You want to be my pup forever, baby?” His voice rasps against my ear, low and lethal. “Is that it? That what you want?”
My whole body convulses under him, heat detonating down my spine. I can’t breathe, can’t think, not with his cock grinding against me, not with his hand heavy on my throat.
“Y-yes, sir,” I gasp. “Fuck—yes, I want it—”
“You want a collar?” The words slice like blades. “Chain around your throat so everyone knows who you belong to?”
I sob, nodding frantic. “Yes, Captain—collar me, chain me, I’ll wear it forever—”
His grip tightens. My breath stutters. My cock jerks helplessly against the sheets.
“Or maybe you want a contract,” he whispers, scar curling against my skin. “Paper signed in blood. My name over yours. Every line binding you to me until you’re nothing but mine.”
My scream rips out, shameless, broken. “Yes, sir! I’ll sign anything—I’ll be yours forever—I swear it!”
“Good boy.” His cock slams into me in one brutal thrust, splitting me raw. My cry ricochets off the walls, sharp and high, my body arching against the sheets as his weight crushes me down.
He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t give me a second to breathe. His hips snap hard, relentless, every thrust pounding me deeper into the mattress until my vision tunnels white. His hand stays tight on my throat, thumb grinding cruel against my pulse.
“You want a ring too, pup?” His growl rumbles low, dark with amusement. “Pretty little band on your finger so every bastard in this league knows you’re taken?”
“Yes!” I choke, body thrashing, cock leaking hot across the sheets. “Yes, Captain—fuck—please—I’ll wear it, I’ll—”
“You’d crawl to the altar for me?” His pace gets harder, sharper, brutal enough to rattle the headboard against the wall. “Beg me to keep you on my leash forever?”
“Yes, sir! Please—oh my god—” My voice cracks into a sob, my throat tight under his palm, my whole body breaking apart under his cock.
His smirk burns hot against my ear. “Careful, baby. You beg like that, I’ll claim you in ways you’ll never escape.”
And then he pounds into me deeper, hand tightening on my throat until all I can do is scream.
His hips snap harder, relentless, and his hand doesn’t ease from my throat.
Then—Christ—his growl cuts low in my ear.
“Say it like vows, pup.”
My body convulses. “S-sir—”
“Now.” His thrust slams me deeper, grinding into the spot that makes me see stars.
“Yes—yes, sir—” My voice breaks into a scream as my hips jerk back against him. “I take you—fuck—I take you—”
His smirk burns against my skin, scar scraping my jaw. “To have?”
“To—oh god—to have—” My cry cracks sharp as his cock drives in again. “And—and to hold—”
He chuckles dark, thrusts slow and brutal, each one punctuating the words he forces out of me. “For better?”
“Better—yes, sir—” My throat seizes under his palm, lungs choking around the syllables.
“For worse?” He growls, grinding deep, hand squeezing until my vision blurs.
“Worse! Fuck—always—”
“For richer?”
My body thrashes, tears burning hot down my temples. “Richer—yes, yes—”
“For poorer?”
I sob, high and wrecked, body convulsing around his cock. “Poorer—don’t care—only you, Captain—”
His hand tightens, his pace snapping sharper, harder. “In sickness?”
“Y-yes, sir!” My scream cracks, my nails clawing desperate at the sheets.
“And in health?” His cock pounds into me, brutal, my body convulsing under the force of it.
“Yes, Captain! Always—fuck—always!”
His eyes blaze down into me, lethal, hungry, and he snarls the last words against my ear. “Til death do us part.”
I break. My scream rips raw out of my throat, my cock jerking hard against my stomach, spilling mess across the sheets without a single touch. My body convulses, sobbing yes, sir over and over while his hand holds me tight, his cock splitting me deep, his vows wrecking me from the inside out.
The words “til death do us part” are still ringing in my ears when his cock tears out of me.
I keen, high and wrecked, chest slamming into the sheets as my body convulses around the sudden emptiness. “N-no—sir, please—” My voice cracks into a broken whine, my nails clawing at the bed like I can anchor myself in the mess.
Then—his hands.
Big. Heavy. One fists into my curls, the other clamps my hip, and he flips me like I weigh nothing. My back hits the mattress, my legs flailing wide, my cock smeared across my stomach, my chest heaving hard enough to choke me.
I barely drag in a gasp before he’s there again.
Damian slams back into me with one brutal thrust, splitting me raw open all over again. My scream rips the air, sharp and cracked, my eyes flying wide as his weight crushes me into the sheets.
“Look at me.” His growl cuts like steel.
I do. Christ, I can’t look anywhere else. My lips tremble, tears streaming hot down my cheeks—and still, my gaze locks on his.
“Say it.” His thrusts are relentless, every snap of his hips wrecking me deeper, harder. “Say I do.”
“I—I do!” My scream shreds my throat, body jerking with every brutal slam of his cock.
“Again.” His lips curl into a sharp smirk, his palm pressing hard into my chest, pinning me flat.
“I do, sir!” My voice breaks, high, desperate, my nails clawing uselessly at his forearm.
“Say it while I fill you.”
I sob, wrecked, lips trembling. “I do—I do—I do—”
His growl tears through me, chest rumbling against mine as he slams harder, deeper, grinding into the spot that makes my vision tunnel.
“That’s it, pup,” he snarls. “My good boy, my perfect pup. You’ll take me forever, won’t you? Take my cock, my name, my leash—everything.”
“Yes, sir! Yes—I’ll take it all—I’m yours, Captain—I’m yours forever—”
“Good.” His thrusts snap brutal, each one punctuated with a low groan, his eyes blazing. “Come for me, pup. Let them hear you vow it.”
I scream, body convulsing, spilling all over my stomach again as I sob out I do over and over, wrecked and crying and clinging to him like he’s the only thing holding me together.
And then—he breaks.
Damian slams deep, burying himself to the hilt as his release tears through him. His growl rumbles against my ear, sharp and filthy, every word burning into my skin.
“My good boy. You hear me? Every hole, every sound, every vow—you belong to me.”
“Yes, sir!” My scream cracks sharp, tears spilling hot down my cheeks. “Forever—yours, Captain—always yours—”
And then I’m nothing but sobs and shaking limbs, Damian’s weight pressing me deep into the mattress, his cock filling me, his hand tangled in my hair while I drown in him.
I’m still shaking when his weight settles heavy on top of me, cock buried deep, chest crushing mine like I’m pinned under the goddamn earth. My throat’s wrecked, my vision blurry, my voice raw from screaming I do until the words don’t even sound like English anymore.
I think he’ll let me collapse. Think he’ll kiss me soft and let me drown in the afterglow.
He doesn’t.
“Don’t think you’re done, pup. Not when I’ve filled you like that. You’re going to thank me properly.”
A broken whimper claws out of me. “S-sir…”
“Open.” His thumb drags rough across my lips, parting them wide.
I obey instantly. Wrecked. Trembling. My mouth falls open, and he shoves two fingers between my lips, pressing hard against my tongue. My taste. His taste. The salt of sweat and the bitter heat of his come smeared across my chest where I spilled.
“Clean it.”
I gag on my own desperation. Wrap my lips around his fingers, tongue dragging obediently over every filthy drop. My eyes flood, but I don’t stop. Can’t stop. His gaze stays locked on mine, burning me alive while I lick his release from my own body.
“Good boy.” His praise cuts sharper than a knife. “Lick yourself clean. Show me how much you love being ruined by me.”