Chapter Five
Chapter Five
Ryker
"How are you doing, princess?" I ask her, but she can barely speak. So I press, making sure she is okay.
"Princess, color?"
She takes a moment and then responds in a low voice.
"Green."
She is stubborn. And I can tell she is definitely getting to her limit. Needy little slut, you are making this too easy.
I get closer and remove the clamps from her nipples, putting the wand back in pulse mode. I walk to the chest, fish a paddle from it, and return to her side. I brush the spiked leather paddle over her nipples, making her gasp.
She looks into my eyes, silently begging for a release.
I am more than happy to give her one. I turn off the vibrator and remove it from her, tossing the belt on the floor.
I take the paddle and smack her sensitive pussy with it, using the smooth leather side, causing pain to shoot through her core and her eyes to water.
I kneel on the bed and take one of her nipples in my mouth, smacking her pussy again with the paddle.
She arches her back, pushing her body against my lips, and I bite softly before I stand again.
I remove my own clothes and climb on the bed, settling between her legs.
I kiss her neck, trailing a path of kisses down the side of it to her shoulder.
I move to take her lips with mine, and she parts them, welcoming my tongue inside her mouth.
Her taste invades me; every part of my body aches for her.
The need to be inside her is so strong that I can barely keep myself from shoving my cock inside her pussy.
I rub the tip on her pulsing clit, and she moans against my lips, a sound so sweet and inviting.
I am caught between the need to punish her for everything she has done to me and the need to own her, to use her as I please while she is screaming my name.
Of course, I know she won’t be screaming my name, not that she could.
She has no idea who I am, and if she did, I am sure she would have never let me do half of the things she is letting me do now.
"Fuck me, please."
She begs, and a smile appears on my lips. I push just the tip inside her, and she tries to move her body to meet mine. Instead of pushing all the way in, I pull out of her completely, and a sob escapes her.
"Please, I need you inside me."
Another plea. Her desperation is making my cock glisten with precum. Fuck, if she continues like this, I won’t be able to hold on for long.
I push all the way inside. Her pussy is so tight around my cock, it's almost painful. I don’t move, giving her a moment to adjust to my length.
When she is more relaxed, I start moving, fucking her slowly with each thrust. Her moans turn loud, and she bites my shoulder, trying to keep herself from being heard.
“Fuck, you feel so nice squeezing my cock like this.”
She wraps her legs around my waist, pushing me deeper, and tries to release her hands from the cuffs.
“Princess, be a good girl and stop messing with the cuffs,” I warn. She stops immediately. She is so good to me right now. I almost want to tell her who I am, hoping she will still want to be with me. But I don’t.
Instead of giving in to my intrusive thoughts, I just push harder inside her again and again. Our moans mix in unison, and a growl escapes me as her pussy starts to spasm, milking my cock. It feels so good.
“I am going to come inside you,” I warn.
She rushes to stop me, trying to pull away.
“I am not on birth control. Don’t.”
I chuckle. “I don’t care, Princess. Getting you pregnant will be the highlight of my night.”
The idea of her getting pregnant makes this even more intimate than it should be. Breeding her like a wild animal, making her mine. The idea was more like a punishment at first, but now it has become more than that.
“Fuck, I am going to come,” I say, as I begin to fill her pussy. She bites her lower lip, and I feel her come on my cock one more time. This feels like heaven.
When I have emptied myself inside her, I pull out of her pussy and kiss her one last time before I reach for the key to unlock her cuffed hands.
She rubs her wrists, trying to ease the pain that I know she is feeling, and I take her hands in mine.
I bring them to my lips, kissing both of her wrists while I am still on top of her.
Slowly, I move my body to the side and pull her into my arms, wrapping them around her. She settles into my embrace, and I can’t help the feelings that slowly emerge from the hole in my heart where I had to shove them for the last three years.
I used to be so in love with her, but she always chose someone else.
She fucking belongs with me. I always knew that, and tonight only solidifies it for me.
I thought I would be able to walk away, that this was simply revenge, nothing more.
But in reality, deep down I knew that I would never be able to walk away once I had a taste of her.
Now that I have, I only want more; I only want to break her body.
I want to earn her love at the same time as earning her pleas and cries while I fuck her, while I use her body as much as I please.
I want her to be mine, to own every inch of her body, every inch of her soul.