Chapter 8
Eight
She was so fucking beautiful, and all he wanted to do was mess her up.
Rory had restrained Kate face down in metal-studded cuffs. He’d spanked her hard and then had slapped her ass and thighs with a belt until she was crying into his sheets and leaving mascara smudges.
He’d pinched and bitten her, then kissed and licked her until the throbbing pain eased, only to start again. Her sleek hair was sweat-dampened and tangled, and he hadn’t even fucked her yet.
Old Nine Inch Nails played on the surround sound as he rolled the condom on. She was slippery and wet. Definitely ready for someone to fuck her, but not necessarily him because he was hung like a fucking bull, and she’d confessed that it had been over a year since she’d been with anyone.
There was an asshole out there who was going to pay for that, but that was work for another night.
Rory stroked his cock. He was proud of his size, but it didn’t always work out for sex.
He’d run across some girls who were shallow, so he couldn’t get all the way inside.
And there was one who was literally too tight.
He’d have torn her apart if he’d forced his way in, so she’d taken a pass. He didn’t blame her.
He’d had his fingers deep inside Kate in the past hour. It was good that she was tall and not tiny. She was tight though from not being stretched in so long. He had the cure for that.
Looking at her red, swollen ass made his balls ache.
Without question, there would be bruises.
He released the ankle cuffs from the chains and repositioned her legs with her knees bent and hips flexed.
He picked up the little vibrator wand and buzzed her clit until she started to whimper and beg.
He put a ball gag into her mouth and tightened the straps, her panting coming through a sniffling nose.
He put a toy that squeaked into her hand and told her to squeeze it in place of a safeword.
Then he knelt between her legs and probed with his cock.
He pushed past the entrance and forced his way deep.
Her groans were lost under his own. God it felt great to be inside her.
The heat from her ass warmed his skin, and his cock was sheathed in a tight little furnace.
He stroked in and out. She made muffled noises that were somewhere between pain and arousal. He started slow, but then fucked her hard because he couldn’t help himself. She was so gorgeous and unbelievable. He wanted to own every inch of her.
A lot of women couldn’t have handled a scene like this.
Long before he’d gotten this far, safewords would’ve popped like champagne corks from mouths not nearly as soft and swollen from kissing as hers were.
But his girl took it. It was an insane rush.
And when he came, he felt it all the way to the base of his spine and through his entire lower body.
When he could think straight again, he pulled her folded legs out and lowered himself, letting his weight settle on her for a few moments, pressing her into the mattress while he rested.
He recovered and rolled off her, freeing her from everything. He tossed the cuffs and gag from the bed. She was shaking and exhausted, crying weakly.
“I hate you,” she mumbled.
“My poor baby,” he said, pulling her against him and rubbing her back. “You’re all right.”
“I’m not. I hate you.”
“Yeah?” he asked, sliding a hand down to rub her lower back.
Should he have gone easier? She hadn’t used her safeword or squeezed the toy to stop him. He’d felt her spasm around him when she came. Was she just overwhelmed and confused? The night had been intense, and she was relatively new to this life.
“Do you hate me, Kate?”
“I don’t know,” she said weakly.
He shifted, reaching for the blanket.
“Don’t,” she said, clutching him. “Don’t let me go.” There was an edge of panic.
It immediately roused his protective side and eased his mind. She wanted and needed him.
Rory put both arms back around her, tightening his grip. “I’m not letting you go ever. You’re mine.” He stroked her back, comforting her, but he was having a tough time staying awake. When she wriggled, he said in a firm voice, “Be still, kitten. Go to sleep.”
She responded instantly to his tone, settling again. “I’m so tired.”
“I know, baby. I was rough. You need to rest. Go to sleep now.”
When her breathing was an even rhythm, he sat up to snap the edge of the duvet so that it completely covered her. Then he settled back and closed his eyes.