Chapter 22 #2
I release a sigh, my breath cascading over her skin as my hand trails down her arm, causing gooseflesh to rise in its wake and her nipples to pebble.
I caress the curvature of her hip, moving my touch up her torso.
She steps into me when I cup her breast and lower my mouth to hover above her parted lips.
She tilts them up, eager for a rare kiss.
When I deny her wanton desire, she closes her eyes and, with a woeful whimper, her head lolls back.
I torment her with my breath and the skim of my lips along her sensitive neck.
A heady gasp escapes her when I roughly squeeze and lift her breast, full and heavy, and take her taut nipple into my mouth.
She groans blissfully at the thrashing of my tongue upon and around it.
I pull hard then scrape it between my teeth while my other hand travels down her abdomen, over her auburn landing strip, and along her slit already slick with need.
“ Damien…” she breathily whispers. The tremble in her voice reverberates throughout her body.
I trail tormenting kisses up her neck and along her jaw, before reminding her… “ Damien is dead.”
Her entire body jolts with tension. “ Sir,” she corrects herself, though the whispered word is laced with delicious torment. “ Master …may I?” Her hand cautiously drifts along the leather of my jacket over my arms. Her eyes are pleading, brows sinched together.
I curtly nod, granting her permission to divest me of the jacket.
She places it on the bar beside us before her fingers move to the buttons of my shirt.
I only allow her to undo the first few. I don’t want to feel her touch on my chest. She abandons the task to undo my belt and fly, then lifts her gaze, seeking permission once again.
I grant it, and she sinks to her knees before me, eagerly taking me into the hot cavern of her mouth.
She works me gently at first, with a worshipful reverence, and I reward her efforts with a deep groan.
She’s quite literally fucked, regardless of how I decide to proceed. And although her head game is unparalleled, fucking her raw by the riverside has remained within the vaults of my mind. After all… it’s the closest I may ever get…
The disparaging revelation must have sent some chain reaction through my body. Puppet retracts my cock from the back of her throat and peers up at me questioningly.
I shift my gaze purposefully to the bed mere feet away, then meet her stare once again. Though our exchange is wordless, she understands and rises. Taking my hand, she leads me to the bed. I lower myself to sit on the edge of the red velvet comforter, leaning back to admire her naked form.
She moves to straddle my lap, positioning herself above my rigid cock. It won’t be long now, not with the alcohol and the physical excursion she’s about to embark upon.
Her hands cradle my jaw, and her pleading whisper brushes against my lips, “ Master …may I?” Her desperation grows as my silent stare burns into her heated gaze. She rolls her body, grinding her needy cunt against my shaft. “Master?”
“May you what?”
“ Have you…” she rocks her body against me again, attempting to conjure need from me as well. “Even if it’s just for this night… Please… Let me have you like I once did .”
“Is that what you desire? To relive what is forever lost to us?”
She squeezes her eyes against welling tears. One slips past her dark lashes, landing on my chest. I watch the droplet absorb into the fabric of my shirt.
“ I fear I might love you forever,” she laments on a whispered sob.
“And had I not been forced to rise from the ashes of my decimated soul… perhaps I could have believed you .”
She cries, though her eyes are still screwed shut as if she cannot bear to look at me now. One of her hands slips from my face to press against her forehead. Her furrowed brows pitch upward, from torment or confusion, I don’t yet know…
When her eyes crack open, her hazel stare is slightly unfocused… Soon…
“Do as thou wilt,” I growl. “Take what you? — ”
Her lips crash to mine, cutting off my words.
In a kiss wrought with angst, turmoil, and hatred, our tongues war with each other, and she sinks onto me, impaling herself on my cock.
She circles her hips, grinding her greedy little clit against me.
Her chorus of cries and whimpers reverberates against my lips as she fucks me, and I wonder if we’ll make it to the finish line before she succumbs to the Rohypnol.
Her hands run down my neck, her fingers deftly undo the rest of the buttons of my shirt. I allow it and shrug free of the garment, discarding it on the bed while she continues to ride me, though her frenzied pace is slowing.
I lie back against the comforter and ask with a sneer, “Are you alright, pet?”
Her gaze drops from mine to canvass my chest, her lustful expression morphing to disbelief, then horror as she ceases her movements.
“Legion…you demon… What have you done?”
She rakes her nails down my chest, drawing blood in the process, and I realize it isn’t the fact I drugged her that’s causing her distress.
It’s my tattoo. She hasn’t seen it yet. I got it after my departure…
A demon and a voluptuous angel locked in a fiery embrace… The words True Love inked beneath them.
“ True Love?” she sobs. “You got this for her!” She pounds a balled fist against the angel, but the strike is weak and growing weaker with every blow.
She’s sinking into the blackness of oblivion, being dragged beneath the surface of consciousness by the drugs coursing through her system. “How could you do this to me?”
“ How? As easily as breathing… You did change me, Puppet… It just wasn’t for the better.”
Drained of the fight, her body goes limp, and I quickly maneuver her off of me and onto the mattress, pulling out of her in the process.
I am many things, but a rapist isn’t one of them, regardless of the fact that the drug will severely hinder any memory of what transpired between us tonight.
She will sleep solidly, well into the early afternoon, granting me plenty of time to search her apartment and transfer the contents of her phone into one of the burners tucked away in my jacket.
After snatching her cellphone from its charger on her bedside table, I grab her hand and press her finger to the screen, gaining access to all of her secrets within.