Chapter 33 #2
“I’m only touching and admiring what is mine. And after catching a glimpse of your sweet ass… you can’t really blame me.”
He shampooed my hair slowly, as I leaned my head against his chest, his erection already pressing against my ass.
I knew it was only a natural reaction of his body toward mine, but the feeling of his need for me was just as arousing as his hard cock touching my skin.
After Xavier rinsed the shampoo from my hair, his fingers trailed over my back, squeezing my ass.
“Your ass is so perfect… I can’t get enough of it,” he muttered, before he lowered himself into the water. But because Xavier was so tall, the water hit him only mid-waist, as he pressed my core even tighter against him.
“Turn around.”
My face reddened even more, but I did what he said. It was impossible to keep up with Xavier’s hunger, and whenever he touched me, I was a marionette in his hands. Although, when Damien had used the silver threads on me, binding me like a doll, it felt like that as well.
As soon as I turned around, Xavier grabbed my sex, bending me so my chest and arms were over the surface of the bath, while my ass was up in the air.
“Such a pretty ass… so round, so soft, so beautiful...” His lips trailed kisses along my back until his tongue darted out to run along my ass cheeks.
“Who has an ass obsession now?” I asked, teasing him.
He grinned, his long raven hair brushing against my hips, as his face neared my intimate area. “True, but I want to devour every inch of you, and this I didn’t claim yet,” he whispered.
I gasped as his tongue stroked along the rim of my back hole, hitting each spot soft and steady.
“So sweet, and all mine.”
Every stroke made my hips twitch, arching toward his lips. If the sensation wasn’t enough, his hand slid between my legs, two fingers parting my pussy before his thumb found my clit, pressing in rhythm with his sweet tongue.
The world seemed to narrow around us; I’d never felt so much at the same time. “Please,” I whispered, the word breaking into a moan. I needed release.
“Stay still and be patient, my love,” Xavier murmured, his tongue continuing the restless and unhurried circles around my tight entrance before it finally pierced into me. My body was so sensitive that I forgot how to stand anymore, my legs getting wobbly.
Xavier must have noticed the shift in my demeanor, his shadows manifesting around me, keeping my hips in place, as his tongue carved itself even deeper into the naughtiest depths of my body.
My clit was now so swollen and aching that every stroke of his fingers against it was enough to make my hips push back into his mouth. His tongue flicked against my entrance, while the pressure of his fingers on my clit grew rougher.
My body was screaming, the pleasure so intense, my body would have been a trembling mess without his shadows.
I felt the slickness of my pussy coating his fingers, as every one of his movements brought me closer to my release.
Xavier pressed a soft kiss on my coccyx. “You did so good, my precious… Now I want you to count to five, okay?”
Wait… what did he have in mind?
Before I could ask, a sharp sting lingered on my ass. Xavier had spanked me.
“Why?” I whimpered underneath his touch.
“Hmm… well, you squeezed my ass when I fucked you against the wall. This would just be fair, don’t you think?”
Judging by the tone in his voice, Xavier seemed to be enjoying it way too much. What a beautiful damn bastard.
“This will be another five if you don’t start counting, my love,” he added, before his hands squeezed my hips hard enough that I surely would get bruises from it.
Without a warning, the smack came. A sharp sound echoed through the walls of the bathroom.
I gasped, my body jolting, the sting immediately turning into a throbbing ache between my legs.
What was he doing to me?
I tried to look away from him, but Xavier grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him.
“Look at me and count,” he commanded. His eyes were red. I knew that his vampire side took over with the need to claim and own me with all of his force. It was his nature after all.
Xavier slapped me again, I gave a loud yelp in pain… and something else.
“One,” I said.
Then I felt another slap on my ass, pain flushed through my body.
“Two,” I hissed.
Xavier nuzzled his face into my hair and stroked his tongue around my ear.
“I can smell your arousal,” he whispered, grinning.
“Keep counting, otherwise we start over.”
“Three,” I said, this time the slap on my ass was so hard that it led to a strong pull down there.
“Stop, please,” I begged. The pain got so intense that it made me dizzy.
“We are almost done, keep going my love. For me.” He stroked over the bare flushed skin and licked at it.
“What are you doing?”
“Admiring this view… you are such a sinful sight to a man’s eyes. I can’t ever get enough from you and this… tight ass,” he said, as I felt him licking the rim of my hole again. My body started to shake, and my breathing got heavier.
“Breathe,” he murmured and then I felt another slap on my butt, this time my left ass cheek got tingly and numb.
“Four,” I cried out.
“Good girl,” he praised, beginning to rub soft circles across my back.
“Last one.”
The last slap brought me over the edge, I felt an orgasm rushing through my body.
“Five,” I moaned between heavy breaths.
It was over.
The room was heavy with our ragged breaths and despite him pleasuring me, he came as well.
“Hey…” he whispered against my cheek, turning me around to face him, cradling my face gently in his hands. His gaze was slowly turning green again.
“You did so well for me, my precious little demon. You are so perfect…”
His thumb brushed over my cheekbones, soft and slow, wiping away my tears. I didn’t even realize I was crying.
“Breathe…” he said, kissing my forehead gently, as his hands kept stroking over my back, like I was a doll in the hands of their master. I came by his touch and although it was painful, I knew that any touch of his was a reassuring promise of him taking care of me.
Xavier’s arms lifted me up, carrying me back to his bedroom, where he sat me on his bed gently, kissing my forehead before reaching for a bottle of body lotion.
We were both still naked, our bodies only a short distance from each other, and yet I still could relive every single touch of his skin against mine.
I lifted my gaze to him, taking in every inch of his body.
The faint shadow lines, the light black hair on his taut stomach, each muscle shifting as he trailed down to his knees, applying the lotion to my skin. I swallowed; my mouth suddenly dry.
How was this man just minutes ago speaking so many filthy words to me and spanking my ass red, only to take care of me now like a little teddy bear?
Xavier tilted his head slightly, his eyes glinting at the way I was drowning in him.
There was silence between us while he kept massaging my skin, his fingers kneading circles into it.
My gaze dropped once more to the sharp lines of his hips, the way they dipped so perfectly into the V.
It felt like his entire body had been carved just for me.
Every inch of him was mine. As my gaze drifted lower, I noticed his hard length…
gods, it should be illegal to look like that.
And when I finally looked up again, his green eyes met mine, his jaw tightening and his tongue darting out to wet his lips as if he needed to hold himself back just as much as me.
I gently took his face between my hands, stroking through his raven hair. The softness of his hair caused a shiver to run down my spine.
“Thank you… for taking such good care of me,” I whispered softly.
Xavier’s lips parted slightly, curving into a smile, his fingers reaching out to stroke over my cheekbones, until his thumb pressed against the center of my chin.
“I love you too, and ensuring your well-being is my number one priority. You never have to thank me for that,” he answered, pressing kisses along my leg.
“Now, turn around sweet love.”
Xavier must have felt my hesitation as he gripped my hips and rolled me over himself.
Before I could think about it any further, he had already started massaging my butt.
Through the mirror nearby, I could see that his slaps had left reddish handprints, while a burning feel still lingered on my skin.
“The ache will fade soon,” he said and pressed little kisses on both of my ass cheeks, turning me over again to continue applying cream to my body.
He dressed himself in black pants and a black blouse, denying me his precious bare body, before he took a hairbrush from the nearby drawer. He sat himself around me, embracing me into his heat, as he brushed my hair.
Xavier spoiling me was my new favorite thing.
“You are the most precious treasure, and I didn’t know what I did right in my entire existence to receive you as my gift,” he murmured in my ear. His breath was hot against my skin, causing tremors to run all over my body.
To my surprise, he twirled some strands of my hair between his fingers and braided them.
“Where did you learn this, Xavier?” I asked.
“I learned it for you. Sometimes when you were doing your hair, I was watching, and hoped there would come a day you would have the trust to let me touch you like this.”
“You were stalking me?” I asked, grinning. “I’m not really surprised.”
“It can’t be stalking, when I just look after what is mine,” he replied, his voice soft. His fingers glided slowly over my neck, making me shudder. “I’m just so fucking obsessed with pleasing you,” he confessed, cupping both of my breasts in his hands.
Before I could touch him back, he quickly stood up and began rummaging in the closet.
“What do you want to wear?” His question took me by surprise, as he never usually cared what I wore.