CHAPTER TWELVE #2
“Imagine if she bites you,” he whispers, his tongue flicking over my pulse. “Imagine the pain mixing with pleasure. You’d look so pretty, writhing under me, not knowing if you’re shaking from fear or how much you want it.”
My legs tremble, and he takes advantage, pushing them apart, his fingers sliding inside me without warning. I bite down on a scream, my body jerking involuntarily, and Vex pauses, shifting her legs.
Damien smirks, pulling back just enough to watch my reaction.
“Careful,” he warns, voice dripping with dark amusement. “You don’t want to make her angry.”
His fingers move slowly, curling just right, and I can’t stop the way my hips rock toward him, desperate for more. Vex moves again, crawling lower, and I can’t hold back a whimper.
Damien leans in, biting down on my shoulder, his hand never stopping, building a rhythm that’s maddening and torturous.
“Look at you,” he murmurs. “So obedient. So desperate. Maybe I should let Vex crawl lower. See how brave you really are.”
The thought sends a wave of terror through me, but I can’t stop the heat pooling low in my belly, the way his voice mixes with fear and pleasure, making my body respond even when my mind screams to stop.
His hand moves faster, his thumb pressing hard against my clit, and I can’t help the sob that breaks free, tears stinging my eyes. He watches me, eyes blazing with cruel satisfaction.
“Are you going to cum for me?” he whispers, biting my ear. “Even with that spider crawling over your skin, reminding you that one wrong move could end badly?”
I choke out a breath, fighting back the climax building, terrified of how I’ll react when it hits. Vex shifts, moving closer to my sternum, and Damien’s mouth crashes onto mine, swallowing the moan that tears free as my body clenches around his fingers.
He doesn’t slow down, driving me through it, his teeth scraping over my lips, drawing blood.
“That’s it,” he growls, his voice rough and dark. “You look so pretty when you’re falling apart.”
Vex finally crawls back onto his hand, and he moves her away, placing her gently back into the container. Relief floods me, but he doesn’t give me a moment to recover—grabbing my chin, forcing me to look at him.
“You didn’t move,” he murmurs, voice dripping with pride. “Good girl. You took it like you were made for it.”
His lips crash into mine again, rough and claiming, and I can’t stop the way my body melts against him, desperate for his touch even as my mind screams that this is all so wrong.
He pulls back, wiping the tear from my cheek with his thumb, his smirk wicked and triumphant.
“Next time,” he whispers, eyes burning into mine, “I’ll let Vex crawl a little lower. Just to see how much you can really handle.”
And as my heart pounds and my skin tingles with leftover fear, I know I’m already too far gone to resist him.
My body shook uncontrollably, still vibrating from the moment he took from me, but he doesn’t give me time to regain composure. Damien watches me with that wicked, possessive glint in his eyes, one hand still gripping my jaw, the other brushing lightly over the container where Vex rests.
He tilts his head, considering, and a slow, dark smile curves his lips.
“You did so well, Little Spider,” he murmurs, pressing his lips to my forehead, almost gently. “But I think we can push it a little further, don’t you?”
My heart hammers against my ribs, and I shake my head, but he just smirks, reaching into the container to let Vex crawl onto his hand again. The spider moves with eerie grace, its legs fanning out, and I freeze, my breath caught in my throat.
“You’re going to stay very, very still,” he warns, his voice low and deadly. “If you move too fast… well, I can’t guarantee Vex will like it.”
My stomach flips, and I feel sweat prickling at the back of my neck. I don’t dare move, my legs still spread wide from the way he held me earlier, and he takes advantage of that—nudging my thighs further apart with his knee.
He lowers his hand slowly, letting Vex crawl onto my bare stomach, and I feel every brush of her legs against my skin. A strangled sound escapes my throat, but I force myself to stay completely still.
“That’s it,” Damien purrs, running his thumb over my lower lip. “You can take it. I know you can. You’re so good at being brave for me.”
The spider moves lower, tracing the line of my stomach, and I can’t breathe, every muscle locked in terror. Damien’s mouth skims over my jaw, his tongue flicking out to taste my skin, but I barely register it—too focused on the slow, crawling movement of Vex as she inches closer to my hip.
His hand slips down to grip my thigh, squeezing hard enough to bruise, and he leans in to whisper against my ear.
“Do you know what I love about this?” he murmurs, his voice dripping with dark satisfaction. “It’s not just the fear. It’s how your body betrays you. Even now, you’re soaking wet, thighs trembling, because deep down, you love that I can make you feel this way.”
I can’t help the whimper that slips out, and he chuckles, dark and menacing.
“Vex likes the heat,” he continues, dragging his lips down my neck. “She can feel your pulse racing. Feel how your skin is burning up. Maybe she thinks you’re inviting her lower.”
He trails his fingers down my stomach, right next to where Vex is inching closer to my hip. I try to keep my breathing steady, but my chest feels too tight, like I’m drowning.
“I wonder,” Damien murmurs, slipping his fingers under the waistband of my pants, tugging them lower, exposing more of my skin. “If she crawls lower… would you stay still for me? Or would you risk it all just to run?”
The spider moves again, one leg brushing the sensitive skin right above my hip bone, and I gasp, my body jerking involuntarily. Damien’s hand tightens on my throat, pressing me back against the pedestal, his eyes narrowing.
“Careful,” he growls, his voice rough with warning. “One wrong move, and she might just decide to bite.”
My pulse races, and he grins, clearly enjoying the way my fear mixes with arousal, the way my body reacts even when my mind screams to stop.
Vex crawls lower, her legs tracing the curve of my hip, and I whimper, trying not to move, trying not to let the panic take over. Damien dips his head, his tongue dragging over the swell of my breast, and I can’t stop the shiver that runs through me.
“You’re doing so well,” he taunts, fingers sliding between my thighs, brushing over my wetness. “See? Your body knows who it belongs to. Even with the spider crawling over you, you’re aching for me.”
His fingers push inside me, slow and rough, and I can’t help the moan that slips out, my legs spreading wider to give him better access. Vex moves again, one leg brushing dangerously close to my lower stomach, and I freeze, my breath hitching.
Damien smirks, pressing a kiss to my shoulder, his teeth scraping over the skin.
“You’re so fucking beautiful like this,” he whispers. “Pinned down, terrified, but still letting me ruin you. You’d let me do anything, wouldn’t you? Even with danger crawling all over you.”
He thrusts his fingers deeper, curling just right, and I can’t stop the way my hips buck, desperate for more. Vex shifts, moving down along the line of my pelvis, and I whimper, trying to stay still even as pleasure coils tighter inside me.
“If she crawls lower,” he taunts, his mouth hot against my ear, “right between those pretty legs… would you scream? Or would you just let it happen? Because you know I’d hold you down, make you take it. Make you feel everything.”
Tears sting my eyes, and I can’t tell if it’s from the fear or the way his fingers are relentless, pushing me closer to the edge. Vex moves lower and brushes over the spot where his hand is buried between my thighs, and I choke on a sob.
Damien’s hand moves to my throat, squeezing just enough to make my vision blur, his teeth grazing my jaw.
“Cum for me,” he growls. “Cum while she’s watching. While you’re too scared to move. Show me how fucking good you are at being mine.”
His pace quickens, and I can’t hold back the wave that crashes over me, my body clenching around his fingers as I scream his name, barely muffled by his mouth on mine.
He keeps thrusting, dragging out every shiver and sob, his eyes dark with satisfaction. Vex finally moves back up, crawling over my ribs, and Damien pulls her gently into his hand, placing her back into the container.
He cups my face, wiping the tear from my cheek with his thumb, his lips brushing over mine, soft and almost tender.
“You did so well, Little Spider,” he whispers. “But next time… I think I’ll see how brave you really are.”
And I know deep down that he means it.
And the worst part?
Some sick, twisted part of me knows I’ll let him.
My whole body is quivering, my senses are heightened, and I am gasping for air. Damien pulls me closer, his hands possessive, fingers digging into my hips as he leans down to kiss me—rough and claiming, like he’s branding me with his mouth.
His hands slide under my thighs, lifting me onto the pedestal, my legs draped over his hips, and I can’t help the soft, broken sound that slips out when he presses against me, grinding slowly, deliberately. The cold metal bites into my back, but it’s nothing compared to the heat radiating from him.
His fingers trail down my throat, squeezing just enough to remind me who’s in control.
“You’re so fucking perfect like this,” he growls, his lips brushing over my jaw. “All marked up, trembling, scared… and still so fucking wet for me.”
I bite down on my lip, trying to stifle the moan that threatens to break free. He notices, of course, and his hand tightens on my throat, forcing me to look at him.
“I didn’t say you could be quiet,” he sneers. “I want to hear every little sound. I want to know how much you love being mine.”