Chapter 46
Kitlyn
I kept my eyes trained on the steely grey ones above me. Atlas was pounding me into next week, and I couldn't get enough. I was with the man I loved, which made the sex even better.
He was gorgeous, and he was all mine. I knew I had him earlier when he kidnapped me, but things were much different between us. I was no longer an object to him anymore. He fell in love with me, making me somewhat his equal in the relationship.
He will always dominate and control, to an extent. At least I won't be confined like an animal. I think I can persuade him to see things my way in good time. I pushed my hips forward, meeting each thrust with pure lust and desire.
My climax started deep within my core, working from the tips of my toes to the top of my head.
He was fucking me like an animal, and I loved every minute. I loved rough sex thanks to him. Even if I slept with another man while we were apart, I knew he would never live up to Atlas. How could anyone live up to this man screwing me like a bucking bronco?
I started panting, wrapping my legs around his back tightly, pulling him in as he brutally fucked me.
"Oh, Jesus Christ, Atlas!!! I am going to cum!"
My inner muscles tightened around his member as my body convulsed, violently shaking in ecstasy. I almost saw stars; that's how intense my orgasm was. His breath was heavy, his nostrils flaring as he climaxed.
"FUCK Kit! I am going to blow my load, and then I want to clean you up!" I felt his body tense as he painted my insides with his seed. I used my inner muscles to milk every drop of cum from his balls.
I used to think he was crazy when he went down on me after he came, but now it turned me on.
It was one of his kinks, and when I pledged my submission to him, I also accepted this part of who he was.
He will always be Atlas; I am more than content knowing this is who he is.
Once we both came down from our earth-shattering orgasms, true to his word, Atlas kneeled between my legs and licked me clean.
Of course, with all the lapping and sucking, he brought me over the top again.
My body shook so hard this time that I lost it. I sobbed my eyes out once he was satiated. My emotions were all over the place. He crawled in beside me and took me in his arms.
"Shhh, shh, my pet. Let it all out. I am here, and I am never letting you go again."
My tears were not of terror or sadness. No, this time, I was crying because I was so happy. I was the happiest I have ever been in my screwed-up life.
My shitty past didn't matter anymore. I wasn't afraid that others, especially Beck, would judge me because I fell in love with my kidnapper. No one would understand my feelings or our freaky relationship, and I could give two shits anymore. I didn't care how Becca might react once I told her.
I loved her like a sister, but Atlas made me happy, and I wasn't concerned about hurting her feelings. This was my life to live and no one else's.
Nothing mattered but the man cradling me, kissing and rubbing my head, while soothing me.
After the tears stopped, I looked at him.
My lover.
My tormentor.
My protector.
My kidnapper.
I smiled, feeling extra sleepy from our session.
"Atlas, can I ask you a question?"
He raised his brow and nodded.
"Of course. What is it?"
I swallowed hard, feeling apprehensive, but I needed an answer, or it would drive me nuts.
"I know you don't want children, and it is something we can discuss, but I want to make sure we are on the same page as far as my reproductive organs are concerned."
He didn't flinch or frown at me.
He stayed perfectly calm, showing no emotion.
"I want to remain on birth control, and I don't want my tubes tied. We need to address the issue before starting our new journey together. I don't want any surprises down the road as far as my tubes are concerned."
He pulled me closer, tenderly kissing the top of my head. I liked this side of him; it gave me the warm fuzzies.
"Kit, I realize much more than I did six months ago when I first brought you here. Back then, I still thought of you as property, not as a human being with feelings, and I am sorry for that." He gently caressed my cheek.
"Once you were out of my life, I knew I loved you; it just took me a while to realize it. Even though I will still be dominant in your life, you will have a say on everything, and we will discuss the big decisions that need to be made."
My heart skipped a beat, and my stomach did a little flip. I was so happy that he had finally come to this realization.
He hugged me closer.
"So, my dear,” he whispered.
“You can keep your reproductive organs. I still don't want children, but maybe things will change; we will see. Does that meet your approval, pet?"
I was giddy with happiness.
"Oh yes, it does, Atlas. It makes me very, very happy."
I could barely contain my excitement.
"So, how are we going to do this? Are we staying in separate homes, or will we live together? Of course, Tuna is still with me, so I hope you can stand having him around again."
He pulled away slightly, looking at me with a grin.
"You don't think we will live separately, do you?
I would like you to move back in with me immediately.
This house is better equipped with what I need, and I think what you need, too.
You can rent your place out and put the money into your own account.
" He gazed at me warmly, making my heart flutter.
"You can continue to work doing what you love, but I will take care of you financially, physically, and emotionally.
I am very wealthy. You will want for nothing, Kit.
I want to be your provider and pamper the hell out of you. "
He grinned at me and winked.
And of course, I want to chain you, spank you, and fuck you often. Do you think you can handle all that, as well as me? " I dazzled him with my best smile.
"I want all that too, Atlas, and yes, I can manage your morally grey side. I love you so much and can't wait to start our new life together."
He gently lifted my head from his chest, moving me so I was sitting with my feet hanging off the side of the bed. Kneeling, he grabbed them both in his hands. He looked into my eyes, then bowed his head before me.
"You are my Queen Kitlyn. I fucking love you more than life itself." To my surprise, he kissed my feet, then bowed before me again. I was speechless. Not long ago, I was nothing but a sex toy to him.
Now, he was kneeling down to me, and I loved it.
"You own me, Kitlyn. You always have. I give you my heart, my soul, and my strength. I can't live without you. I tried, and it almost destroyed me. Never leave, because if you do, I will be just a shadow of myself."
His eyes looked like liquid fire.
"I will crumble, leaving nothing but the rotting, wounded part of my soul. You keep me calm and bring brightness into my life. I need you, and I love you. I will always treat you with nothing but respect."
His words brought tears to my eyes. I jumped off the bed and kneeled beside him on the floor. I grabbed his face with both hands and gazed into his eyes.
"I love you too, Atlas, and as much as I own a part of your soul, you own mine, too. I am not going anywhere. We belong together." I laughed lightly.
"I am glad you kidnapped me, believe it or not. I know that's crazy to say, but you didn't turn out to be so bad, and I thank God for that. I want to get back to my house and start packing my stuff, plus I need to check on Tuna and feed him. Will you drop me off so I can get started?"
He furrowed his brow at me.
"Don't you want me to help you get everything together? You only need the basics, and then I will hire a company to move the rest of your things in."
I know he wanted to help, but I also wanted some time alone with Becca to break the news to her.
I know she is going to lose her shit, but she needs to respect my feelings and what I want.
"I would like it if you dropped me off so I can talk to Becca alone.
I need to break the news to her gently. She knows you are the one who stalked and kidnapped me, so you can only imagine how she might react. "
He didn't look too thrilled. He shrugged, frowning.
"I don't care what she thinks, and I am not happy with her for leaving you alone with those two idiots at the club.
You were in no condition to be left unattended with those horny fucktards, but if we are going to get off on the right foot, I will obey your wish.
As much as I don't like it, I will allow it.
" Although his choice of words would have upset me in the past, they didn't this time.
I know how he is, and I must learn to pick my battles.
As much as I want to believe I am his equal, in Atlas' world, it will never be 50-50 between us, and I accepted that when I pledged my undying love to him.
No matter how much he needs to be in control, I know he will treat me well. I need to make sure he doesn't end up hating Becca. I know him, and he won't hold back.
Even though he is all mushy and gushy with me right now, he is still a killer.
Becca means nothing to him, but she means a lot to me.
I still want her to be a part of my life, so I had to tread carefully here.
I loved them both, but he was angry with her right now.
This is not the man you want as an enemy.
I grabbed his hand and looked at him with a gentle smile.
"Atlas, please don't be upset with her. She can't be held accountable for my welfare. She was just as trashed as I was. I'm sure she is probably going out of her mind, wondering where I am. Let me get to her before she calls the police."
He grunted, releasing my hold on his hands. I rushed to the nightstand, grabbed my phone, and turned it on.
I had seven missed calls and a few text messages.
Becca was out of her mind with worry.
I texted her-
Beck- "I am fine. I'm so sorry. I was utterly fucked up last night. I am safe, and I'll be home in a few minutes. Please tell me you have my handbag."
Ding- Becca
"Jesus, Kit, I was worried sick about you. In another few hours, I would have gone to the police station to fill out a missing person report. Where the hell are you? Yes, I have your handbag."
I texted her back-
"It's a long story, but I will be home in about 15 minutes. Can you please meet me at the house? I need to discuss something with you, and I need my handbag. It has my gun in it."
Ding- Becca
"I can meet you at your place. WTH Kit? I didn't know you had a gun in your handbag. Shit! "
"Thank God I remembered to grab it after searching for you for about an hour at the club. Because I was so smashed, I took an Uber home. I'm just happy you are okay. I will see you shortly."
I sighed, feeling relieved. Thank God she didn't go to the police. I turned to Atlas, smiling.
"Everything is fine. She hasn’t contacted the police. Would you mind giving me a ride to my house so I can talk to her and get some of my things?"
The look on his face was far from pleasant, but he didn't push the issue. I was standing my ground on this one. I was a free woman, well, sort of.
I will always choose the crucial battles with this man. This is one he will not win. Becca is my best friend, and I wanted to deal with her on my terms, not his.
"Although I am not too happy, pet, we have a mutual understanding. You can take my car to take care of what you need to. I will give you your space for two hours, and that's it. If you're late, you will get six lashes from the whip as your punishment and nothing more. Do we have a deal?"
I swallowed hard, putting on my best performance. My ass felt fine now, considering he just flogged me, but he didn't strike me that hard.
I didn't want him to see how nervous I was at the mention of being whipped without aftercare or an orgasm, but I also felt a tingle in my pussy at the thought of it.
How sick was I? I knew that punishment also included being coddled and fussed over afterward, but he would do none of that if I didn't obey. At least he gave me a choice. I could get back in time, and all would be well, or I could defy him and pay the consequences.
Well, at least we are getting somewhere as far as choosing. Even with the threat hanging over my head, I was addicted to this man. There was no denying it.
I nodded.
"Yes, of course, Atlas. I will be back in two hours."
It was 11AM. I had until 1PM to do what I needed to do. I wasn't pushing my luck with him. No matter how much he loved me, punishments were a big part of who he was, and I would not fuck with him regarding the matter.
He threw the keys to his X5 at me with a look of warning on his face. "Two hours! No more, or I will make sure you don't sit for a week." I nodded and headed out the door. There was no time to waste. I wanted to be able to sit on my ass for the rest of the week.