24. Chapter 24 – Peyton
Chapter 24 – Peyton
I gasped when Dane’s voice hoarsely called my name as he collapsed on top of me, taking the wind out of my lungs under his bulking form. “Oh, God.”
I tried dislodging him, but he was so fucking heavy I couldn’t move him off my chest. I also couldn’t breathe. Or see.
His arms draped over mine, preventing me from reaching up and lifting the fabric he put over my face when he caught me. At first, when he jumped onto me and took me to the ground hard, I was fucking scared. I thought maybe it wasn’t him after all, and that perhaps a biker had followed me out into the woods. But as soon as his skin touched mine, I knew he was my monster.
And then I got angrier. Because fuck him for making me endanger myself before he bothered to respond to me. He said nothing as he manhandled me, but I could tell he was barely holding back his own anger at finding me in the bar at all.
Turned out, we were like oil and water when we were both mad. As soon as I got my hand in my purse where it was trapped under the bush, I knew I was going to use the stun gun on him to teach him I wasn’t some defenseless little toy to be played with after all.
I just didn’t expect it to be so effective at subduing him. And now, I found myself trapped under his two hundred and fifty pounds of muscle, and even the exuberant amount of anger coursing through my veins couldn’t lift him off my body. I tossed the stun gun down, trying to use both arms to push him off.
“Come on!” I hissed, trying to shift my hips, so he’d roll or slide off me at least.
“That hurt.” He slurred against my cheek as his hot breath teased my ear. The way he said it sounded so much like Lincoln’s voice, I froze until he turned his face into my neck and bit me.
Hard.
“Ouch!” I screamed, trying anew to buck him off as he started to get his arms and legs underneath him. I frantically reached for the stun gun, fully intent on using it again if he fucking bit me another time, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled the thing from my fingers as the electricity cracked between us. “Don’t you dare!” I hissed when I felt him pause with the gun in his hand, and then the thing jolted to life right in front of my blindfolded face.
“Don’t what, Puppet? Don’t do exactly what you did to me?”
“You’re a brute! You can handle it!”
I heard him toss it on the ground away from us as he pushed his knees between my legs and spread them apart to accommodate his lower body. I couldn’t help it, but my ankles locked behind his waist, holding him tight to me for the first time in days.
He had both of my wrists in one hand above my head again as he leaned down and kissed my neck. “Why did you lure me here if you were just going to attack me? Why risk your safety to be so stupid? ”
I arched into his touch, desperate for more of it. “I didn’t plan on using the taser on you.”
“Did you think it would stop a bar full of men from raping you and then killing you for the fun of it?” He hissed against my ear and bit it, gentler than the one he gave to my neck but still enough to hurt. “Was that your plan?”
“I didn’t have a plan, exactly!” I cried out, rocking my hips under him as his hand came down to my breast, sandwiched between our bodies and mewled for him when he played with my nipple.
“Then why did you do something so stupid?” He demanded, moving to my other breast and lowering his lips to my burning nipple after pinching it to suck it into his mouth.
“Because you left!” I cried, “You left me!”
“You didn’t want this.” He moved back up my body and laid his forehead against mine and even though I couldn’t see him through my blindfold, it was the most intimate moment I’d ever shared with a man before. “You regretted this .”
Shaking my head, I heard the vulnerability in his voice, finally understanding why he went silent on me for the last few days. I hurt him. “I was wrong, but not about us. I was wrong about how I thought it would make me feel.”
“Puppet.” He growled when I humped him from beneath. I didn’t care what I looked like or what he thought of me acting like that. My need for him to know how much I craved him far outweighed my dignity.
“I thought I’d feel empowered and strong if I let you have me. I thought it would make me feel in control of my life for the first time, like I was making the decisions finally. That was what I thought I wanted.” I leaned forward when he lifted his forehead off mine and sank my teeth into the muscle where his neck and shoulder met, dragging him back to me as he hissed, but his cock twitched against my clit when I showed him the raw intensity I felt for him. “But that wasn’t what I felt. When you forced me to choose who you’d send the video to and when you showed me just how fucking deeply you knew me, inside and out, that wasn’t what I felt.”
As I attempted to seduce him by licking his neck, even though I was restrained and blind, he growled and tilted his head to the side, offering me more of his sensitive flesh.
I went on, laying it all on the line. “It wasn’t what I wanted to feel after all.” I bit his neck and moaned when his fingers found my wetness between our bodies as he ripped my lace panties off. Finally, he was going to fuck me. “But you knew that, didn’t you?”
“Tell me anyway.” He growled and freed his cock from his pants to rub it through my soaking arousal, teasing us both. “Say it.”
He pushed his cock in deep and I arched my back like a cat, taking his thickness in my restrained position.
“I felt taken care of.” I moaned, rocking against him as he pulled out and pushed back in, giving me everything I needed. He always gave me what I needed. “I feel cherished. Even if you only ever fuck me in the dirt.”
He thrust harder and let go of my hands as he slid both of his under my head to cradle it. “I’d fuck you in the middle of a bed made of the world’s finest silks, if it was what you wanted. But it isn’t.”
I grinned, bringing my hands down and wrapping them around the back of his neck to hold him to me. I could have pulled the blindfold away and seen him for the very first time, but my eyes didn’t need to see his face to feel connected to him. Instead, I ran my nails up the back of his head, teasing the skin of his scalp before grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling his face to mine. “Kiss me. ”
“With pleasure, Puppet.” His stubble burned against my lips as he consumed them with his. I opened for him the second his tongue teased me and he pushed it in deep. Every time his hips thrust against me, his tongue matched the motion, and I clung to him and my sanity as I dared to let it go in the name of ecstasy. The fact that it was the first real kiss I’d shared with him felt so perfect for the moment.
It felt new.
It felt right.
“Dane,” I moaned, gripping his hips with my legs, “I want you to fill me up again. I couldn’t fully enjoy it last time because of my confusion, but I want to feel you there again.”
“Mmh,” He growled, biting my neck again and then my ear. He was so aggressive tonight with his mouth, but also the gentlest he’d been while fucking me yet. “My pretty little Puppet wants my come?”
“More than you can understand.” I tilted my head back when he sucked on my neck, marking me, and I fucking welcomed his brand. In order to dispel any doubts in the morning light, I wanted to wear proof of him, so I wouldn’t question if any of it was real. “I shouldn’t want you, I shouldn’t want this, but I can’t stop. Dane, I’ve never wanted someone like I want you.”
“You never had me before, Puppet.” He laced his fingers through mine and held both of my hands down next to my head as he rolled his hips. “I’m the only man you’ll ever have again, no one else will ever make you feel like this.”
“Yes.” I moaned, losing my grip on reality as I chased the pleasure he promised. “Make me come. Please Dane, come for me and give me what I need.”
Dane grunted, slamming hard into me and rolling his hips on the bottom of each thrust. “Always. No one can fuck you like I can. ”
“Yes!” I cried out as I started coming and his resounding roar as he orgasmed in sync settled any doubt I had about our connection at that moment. I collapsed into the dirt as tears sprang to my eyes from the intensity of the entire interaction. I was hooked on Dane, and I never wanted to let go.
He kissed me again, resting his forehead against mine as we both gasped for our breath in the silence of the trees. “Peyton.” He whispered, showing that he, too, was overwhelmed.
“I’m sorry.” I whispered back, dragging my nails up and down his bare back, memorizing every powerful muscle and dip in his skin. “I don’t regret us.”
“You should though.” He sighed and dragged himself from my body, but didn’t get off me completely. “I’m a dangerous man, Peyton. In ways you can’t comprehend.”
I paused, feeling the trails of fear trying to climb my spine as his words sank in. But something warm filled my stomach at the almost sad tone of his voice as he said it. Tyson was a clean cut, soft handed businessman who never hurt a fly because he was too weak to stand up for himself, yet he hurt me more than any man ever had. I knew even a man as dangerous as Dane clearly was, he wouldn’t use it against me. “Will you ever hurt me?” I lifted my fingers to his face, letting his whiskers chafe against them as he rubbed into me like a cat desperate for human touch. Was my monster desperate for my touch?
“Never.” He growled forcefully, “That’s one of the few things I can promise you.”
“Will you ever leave me again? Will you ever ignore me when I call out your name?” Asking for it made me feel vulnerable and small, but I needed to know.
“I tried to stay away from you to protect you, Peyton. You said you didn’t want me and I tried.” He hummed deep in his chest, “I tried to busy myself in other ways, to stay away. But I can’t, and I won’t ever again.”
My chest seized as I imagined what he did with his time. “Other women?” My voice shook as I asked, fearing the answer. I didn’t know him. Not the way he knew me, but still the idea of him with other women made me shake with rage.
“I haven’t fucked another woman in over a year, Puppet. Fate knew you’d be mine eventually, and it left my appetite unfulfilled by anyone but you. No one drew my attention in at any depth, so I went without. I was waiting for you.”
“Dane.” I cried and then gasped when he rolled us so I was on top of him, straddling his still wet cock. “Then how did you distract yourself?” I couldn’t see him, but I’d never felt sexier. My dress was in tatters down to my lower rib cage, my tits were exposed, and my skin was no doubt a mess of dirt and debris, yet again.
Even so, I felt like a goddess. Dane did that.
He was right, I could have a bed full of silks if I wanted it, but the last few times I wanted him just like this. Maybe next time I’d beg him to fuck me like a normal person, but this time, I wanted my monster, not a man.
“You don’t want to know that answer, Puppet.” Dane lifted his hips and his cock slid through my wetness, rubbing my clit as it went. He wasn’t fully hard, but he was still hard enough to give me pleasure.
So I took it. I ground my hips forward and back, rubbing my clit up and down the length of his cock. “Why don’t I? Did you do something terrible?”
I remembered his comment about killing people with the knife he cut my clothes off with and my pussy clenched at the level of danger and darkness I teetered on in Dane’s embrace .
He sat up and bit one of my breasts, pulling another shriek from my lips before he used his tongue to soothe it. “Everything I do is terrible.”
“Not this.” I gasped and moaned as I selfishly neared another orgasm. “Tell me you don’t think this is terrible.” I rocked faster, and he groaned, fisting my hair and tilting my head back.
“You’re right, Puppet. You may be the only good thing I’ve ever done in my life.” His lips latched onto my exposed neck, biting, sucking and marking me all over.
And I fucking loved it. I clawed my nails into his bare shoulders and neck, leaving my own marks as I reached my peak once again. “Tell me.” I slowed down as euphoria crashed over me and left me limp and exhausted. “Good or bad, tell me anyway. Tell me anything .”
He smiled against my neck and wrapped his arms around me, holding me to his chest. Once again, the urge to remove my blindfold tried to overcome me, but I resisted. I would let him keep his secrets for a little while longer. But just for a little while.
“I broke a vow I made to myself a long, long time ago.” He admitted, taking a deep breath in. “A vow not to spill blood for others.”
I froze as my ears rang with his words. “You killed someone again?” I asked, remembering the way he taunted that information out when he used his knife to cut my dress off last time.
“Not just someone, Puppet.” He tightened his arms around me like he was afraid I would bolt at is confession. “A lot of people.”
“Because of me?” I whispered, feeling guilty and something else all at the same time.
“Because of me.” He replied quickly, “Because it is who I am. Even if I do not want it to be.”
“Would you have done it if I hadn’t freaked out last time?” I pulled back like I was going to see him, even though I was still blind. “Would you have broken your vow if I didn’t push you away?”
“Shh,” He soothed, sensing my anxiety crawling up my throat as I started feeling responsible for the lives of ‘a lot of people’ suddenly being cut short at Dane’s hands. “They weren’t good people, Puppet. I don’t harm innocent people.”
“Death is still death.” I rested my forehead against his, “You still darkened your soul because of me.”
“Worried about my soul, Puppet?” He smiled against my lips.
“How else will you be stuck with me for the rest of forever if we end up in different places?” I smiled, trying to find the calm he had when talking about such a foreign thing. People I knew didn’t just kill other people because they were bad, yet somehow, I wasn’t repulsed by the image of Dane playing the role of vigilante.
He groaned and tightened his hold around my back again and I leaned into his warmth, “Planning forever with me, P?”
I tilted my head and kissed my way down his neck, nibbling the salty skin as I went. When I got to his chest, I slid my hips back so my knees were on the ground between his and I pushed him back onto the ground. He obliged with a slight ‘oof’ as he hit it, but he didn’t stop me. “You told me the first time you fucked me, I could either accept you and come to you willingly, or you’d come to me.” I slowly kissed my way down the center of his chest and stomach, familiarizing myself with his skin as I went. “This is me, coming to you willingly, Dane.” I reached the spot where his jeans were undone and bit the sensitive skin right above his cock, which grew harder with each press of my lips against his skin. “I want you.” Whispers escaped my lips as I ran my tongue up the length of him, and I moaned at the combination of our tastes. “I want my monster in real life.”
“Peyton.” He moaned, burying his fingers in my hair and guiding my head as I pleasured him. It was such a power trip, making the man that was always in control lose a bit of that authority to me. “Fucking hell, Puppet.” He groaned when I spit on his cock and took him deep. “That’s it.”
“I love the way you taste when you’re covered with me.” Wrapping my hands around it, I stroked him as I teased the head of his cock with my tongue.
I was a whore, there was no other way around it anymore. I was in a situationship with a man I thought I once loved because I was too much a people pleaser to just rip the band aid off and leave him. While simultaneously sucking the soul out of the man who hacked me and then stalked me to get into my life. Oh yeah, can’t forget how I imagined my stuffy asshole of a boss, Lincoln, laying under me while I sucked Dane’s cock twice already too.
Yep, I was unredeemable.
“That’s it, Puppet.” Dane groaned, tightening his hand in my hair and pushing me down harder onto his cock. I hated when Tyson tried to force my head down on his cock, but with Dane, fuck, it made my already pleased kitty purr for more as I widened my knees and arched my back to take him further down my throat. “Fuck, Peyton. No one has ever sucked my cock like you do. You’re a goddess, bowing on your knees to me right now, and I’m unworthy.”
I hummed, playing with his tight balls as I ached for his release so I could feel as powerful as I did the last time I got him to come like that. But tonight, I wanted his come in only one place.
“Jesus,” He grunted, “I’m going to come so fucking hard.” He tensed and I knew I had to move if I was going to get what I wanted. “Peyton!” He growled when I pulled off him and then scrambled up his body, impaling myself onto his wet cock and drawing a roar of release from his throat as he started coming deep inside of my pussy.
“That’s it, Dane.” I moaned, feeling him pumping me full as I kept riding his thick cock. “Fill my pussy up, baby. Come for me.” I slowed my hips as he came off his high and smiled to myself, knowing I did that. I made him lose his mind and chase after the ecstasy that I promised him.
He rolled with lightning speed and I landed in a fit of giggles under him as he pushed my legs wide and kneeled down between them. “Are you sure you don’t have a breeding kink, too?” He asked and ran the tip of his tongue over my clit, flicking it.
“No promises.” I giggled and moaned when he growled against my sensitive spot. “I don’t want kids right now, but the act of taking your sperm is a tremendous turn on for me, I won’t lie.”
He chuckled and sucked my clit into his mouth as I bowed up off the ground. “That’s exactly what a breeding kink is, Puppet. The pregnancy isn’t even the biggest reward.” He lowered himself down between my legs and chuckled when I gasped as he pushed his tongue into my wet pussy. “Now it’s my turn to familiarize the taste of both of us together, just like you’ve been doing.”
“Oh, God.” I clawed at the earth beneath us. “This was not on my BINGO card.”