Chapter 23
Chapter Twenty-Three
PERILOUS
Yeah.
I fucking claimed her.
At this point, what fucking choice did I have? I can’t kill her.
Redemption.
And I refuse to just hand her off to her father. I need more time so I can figure out what’s really going on. Plus, there are rules the Legion must follow.
Luc wants to slit my throat right now. He wants to drown me in the blessed waters in front of him. End my life in the water where my claimed one has just been essentially baptized.
I’ve chosen her and through that process she is now entitled to certain protections. And not just from me. Luc cannot kill her without my permission.
Only I can bring her to the Perg and only I can ask Luc to have the Legion vote on her death. That’s my ticket to freedom, if I ever choose to use it.
As far as Annika goes, her eyes are focused on her father’s face.
Holom has removed his mask. That’s a big no-no in the Perg .
Annika is now realizing a lot at once.
I have to give credit to her, the look on her face tells me that she has been telling the truth all along. She knows nothing of her father. Nothing of the Perg . Nothing of the Legion . She has done nothing wrong.
And now I own her. I control her. Every aspect of her life is in my hands.
Luc turns his head and looks at Holom.
“You’ve exposed yourself during a ceremony,” Luc says.
Fuck.
My jaw tightens. I want to take Annika by the hand and warn her but I have to keep my powerful presence intact and well known. I use my left hand and I grab her wet hair. My lips get very close to her right ear.
“Watch what happens when you don’t respect…”
Three masked men attack Annika’s father. One stun gun and two sets of brass knuckles.
They’re smart about it. They never touch his face. But they beat the living shit out of Holom, taking him to the ground, pounding on his ribs and his back with the brass knuckles. The stun gun is used on his lower stomach, upper back, and behind his legs.
He’s left growling and trying to suppress his screams.
Annika thrashes her head, openly wanting to scream, but the panties in her mouth prevent that from happening.
“If you fucking scream, I will drown you,” I tell her. “Watch what happens, doll.”
Once Holom’s beating is finished, the masked men put Holom’s mask back on and stand him up. He has no movement in his body. His feet are not willingly flat on the floor. It’s obvious the man is unconscious.
Fuck, maybe he’s dead.
Luc moves his attention back to myself and my claimed.
“She is yours,” Luc says to me.
He turns in a hurry and walks away.
There’s tension in the Perg . A fuck ton of tension. I’ve put everything at risk. For the sake of what? For Annika? For her father? For whatever secrets are so obviously lingering in the background?
Right now it doesn’t matter. I’ve made my move. I chose Annika. I claimed her. I own her. I take her panties out of her mouth and drop them into the water. They float.
My hand then travels down and under the robe. Touching her soft, round ass. It’s not firm, just the way I like it. My fingertips dig along her forgiving flesh until I feel the gift I’ve given her. A small yet girth y plug in her taboo entrance.
I grab and pull. Annika’s body shivers as her tight hold puckers and releases my gift. I toss the plug into the water too. The ceremony is officially over now.
And just like the way she entered, she will exit the same. I pick Annika up and throw her over my shoulder.
She’s entered a fresh new version of hell.
* * *
As soon as I free her hands, she attacks me. Clawing for my face, making growling sounds. This is a sweet animal that’s been cornered and scared and she feels she has no choice but to attack.
I grab her wrists with ease and push her back. Annika lunges for me again. My left hand grabs her throat but she doesn’t stop.
“I’m going to kill you,” Annika cries. “I swear, I’ll kill you.”
“No you won’t, doll,” I say.
She lets out a screeching sound that pierces my ears. My right hand connects with the left side of her face and it’s instant silence. Annika stiffens and looks as though she’s gone numb.
Her jaw drops. Her cheek begins to turn red. It’s in her eyes though. Her fucking eyes…
I tighten my grip at her throat and start to walk, driving her backward across her apartment until she hits a wall.
I remove my hand from her neck and spin her around. I lift the robe up. And up…
I keep going, thrusting the lower half of my body against hers, holding her against the wall as I tear the fucking robe off her body.
Next is her bra. I don’t fuck around with the little metal hooks.
Fuck that.
I reach back and take out a knife, cutting the back of her bra open. She’ll never wear this fucking thing again.
My left hand presses the back of her head, holding her forehead against the wall.
“Still want to be violent with me?” I growl.
I bring my right hand forward, connecting with her ass. The slap makes her groan. Her teeth chatter. She gasps.
“Again.”
Her voice is so soft and so fucking sweet it’ll give cavities to my ears.
“You don’t tell me what to do, Annika. Ever. I own you now. I claimed you. I fucking saved you.”
I give her ass another hard smack. She cries out once more. I then slip my hand around and down her ass until I find wet skin. She’s soaked again. Dripping onto my fingertips again.
Such a dark and delicious side to the one I’ve chosen. She likes her ass touched. Played with. Smacked.
I pull my fingers away and smear her wet honey against her ass, cutting between her thick cheeks, pressing against her other hole.
“I own your cunt now, doll. Tell me you understand that.”
“My… cunt … is yours, Perilous ,” she purrs. “It’s your cunt now. Not mine.”
“Beg me to touch and taste my cunt .”
She whimpers. “Please… Perilous … let me taste.”
“What do you want to taste, Annika?”
“I want to taste… your cunt …”
I catch myself grinning. I lower my mouth down near her right ear. My left hand slides from her head and I touch the wall. I exhale a long breath against her ear and her face.
“You’re allowed to touch,” I whisper. “And taste. But make sure you get enough for me too.”
I look down and watch as her right hand is moving between her legs. I hear the sloshing sound of her fingertips dancing in the delectable syrup provided by her cunt. She lifts her hand up, three fingers wet and sticky.
“You first, doll,” I whisper to her. “You deserve it. You should celebrate being claimed.”
Annika does as she’s told, sliding her pointer, middle, and ring fingers into her mouth. Sucking against them for a second, pulling them free with a pop sound that makes my cock jump. She offers her fingers to me next.
I take them with my teeth, biting, holding, my tongue licking, only getting a little hint of that sweet flavor of hers.
I bite harder and watch Annika wince in pain. I step back and spin her around so I can see her naked body from the front.
“How the fuck did an angel fall down into hell?” I whisper as I stroke her nipples softly. “You’ve done absolutely nothing wrong, Annika. But here you are. Forever mine now. You will never taste another cock. You will never feel another cock. Every inch of your body is mine. And I’ll take what I want when I want.”
She’s shivering, biting her bottom lip. Stuck somewhere between wanting more and wanting to break down into tears and scream and attack me.
My hands settle at her hips, I lift her off her feet and carry her that way into the bedroom. I kick the door shut and throw my claimed down to the bed. She grabs for the sheets and I grab for her wrists.
“Hold here instead,” I tell her and place her hands on the backs of her legs. “Hold your legs open for me. Arch your back too. I’m taking your ass as my own right now.”
I swear her entire body blushes. Head to toe. Those scrumptious eyes of hers grow wide as I open my jeans and push them down, letting my already thick and swollen cock jump free.
I take my shirt off, wanting Annika to see everything.
“You’re going to look down and watch my cock fuck your ass,” I tell her.
She groans.
I slap my right hand between her legs, against her wet cunt. I send two fingers into her right away, sliding deep, curling, and I move with precise mechanical-like force. My left thumb pressing against her clit.
I find the magic cheat code to Annika’s perfect body. Her G-spot and clit fucked at the same time. Using the exact same speed. She lets out a scream and tightens around my fingers, releasing a gush of orgasmic honey.
I rip my fingers from her cunt and let her leak, watching her cum cascade down to her ass. Pooling gently against her other hole.
I rub my hand firmly against her cunt, collecting her wetness and stroke my cock with it. I dip the tip of my cock against her throbbing cunt, letting myself in just enough to soak myself. We both need this.
I pull away. My right hand touches her soft, warm cunt and I use two fingers to tease and pull more wetness from her. My fingers ease down and touch her ass. Two fingertips massaging, pressing, watching her forbidden opening relax, gaping to my touch, wanting to take my fingers.
No, doll. No fingers.
I replace my fingertips with the head of my cock and Annika instantly starts to whimper.
“You’ve never had your ass fucked before, have you?”
She slowly moves her head left to right.
Fuck.
I’m taking her forbidden virginity. I’ve claimed her. Now I’m popping that backdoor cherry.
I place my right hand on her lower belly. I apply more pressure, pushing my cock forward against her. Her legs gently shake as we both wait for that sweet moment of penetration. There’s no sound but there’s a feel to it.
I break that naughty threshold and slide my cock into her. Her impassable hole is now mine. Squeezing against my cock. Throbbing and shivering as I take more by the second.
I’m not here to go slow and gentle and work her ass into fucking. I’m here to fuck her. I now own her. I control every part of her body, including her ass.
Annika’s hands tighten their grip at the backs of her legs. She slides her hands up to the bend of her knees and claws at herself.
“Say the words, Annika,” I growl at her. “Say the fucking words…”
I thrust and give her the rest of my cock. I watch her face writhe as she bites her bottom lip as I pull my cock back an inch or two. I thrust forward again. Harder. Then I stay there like that. My cock buried into her perfectly tight ass.
I lean forward, placing my hands on the bed, one on each side of her.
“Say it,” I whisper.
Her teeth chatter and she swallows hard.
“F-f-fuck me… Perilous… fuck… my ass…”
“Again.”
She groans. “My ass is yours, Perilous. I am yours. Fuck my ass.”
“Open your mouth, doll,” I say.
Annika listens.
I spit into her mouth, stand back up, and I wrap my hands around hers, holding her legs high into the air. And I fuck her ass. I watch my cock move back and forth, in and out, turning her forbidden hole into another beautiful spot for her to experience pleasure she will only ever receive from me.
I fuck harder.
And harder.
Annika’s face looks desperate. Her eyes fill with tears. She arches her back a little, showing off those tits of hers. Her nipples are knotted nubs, droplets of pink honey. Her hips buck at me.
I reach forward with my right hand and grab her throat. I make her look at me. Her eyes and my eyes…
“Fuck my ass,” Annika whispers.
Her angelic voice is heavenly. My cock swells and I want to fill her ass with my cum. I know I won’t do that. I have one rule for myself. And as much as Annika threatens to break that fucking rule, I can’t allow it. I can’t fall for her. I can’t love her.
My only job is to protect her and fuck her. My cock is her fate. Her pleasure is my addiction.
And it cannot ever be anything else but that.