Chapter 12 #2
There’s something animalistic in the way he takes me. Like all reasoning and thought have flown out the window, and he’s giving in to his more primal nature. We are nothing but sweating bodies and desire, joining together in one of the three base needs of fucking, fighting, and feasting.
Every time his dick strikes the deepest part of me, a shot of ecstasy bursts through me. My scalp tingles from his grip, adding to the electric pleasure still pulsing through my nipples and echoing in my pussy. I close my eyes, reveling in the building euphoria as I near the peak.
Kellan comes with a loud groan, his hands holding my hair and hip firmly in place as he empties himself inside me, and my orgasm slips out of reach.
I’m gasping around the gag, my heart galloping at how close I’d gotten.
Kell releases my hair and carefully pushes it over one shoulder.
He bites between my neck and shoulder. I shout at the sudden pain, then shudder as he sucks at that spot, caressing it with his tongue.
“I hope you remember this, beautiful.” He extracts himself too fast for me to gain pleasure from, and I whimper.
“Jackson,” Aiden commands.
The bed dips behind me. A cool hand strokes down my spine, its bold contrast to the heat of my skin making me shiver.
His hand travels back up, then wraps around my throat.
He guides the head of his cock to my swollen cunt.
He doesn’t need lube as Kellan had. There’s enough from before and Kell’s cum to give him smooth entry.
He waits until he’s fully seated before the hand at my neck drags me upright.
My hands are trapped a foot off the bed in front of me, the rope taut where he holds me back against him.
When he speaks, his lips graze the shell of my ear.
“I had to watch the water swallow you whole while you were unconscious. Then wait for Charles to leave before I could go after you. It was our best chance for survival.” His fingers tighten, cutting off my air.
“I died a little every second I was forced to wait. Every second you weren’t breathing. Your air is my air.”
Jackson oozes violence. His voice, his grip, his energy; it’s like a dark swirling storm has descended on me and I’m trapped in the eye of it. One false move, one step out of line, and it’ll rip me to shreds.
He withdraws slowly, then drives his cock back in so hard I nearly blackout from the lack of oxygen. My hands are restricted midair, my body completely pinned by Jack, so that I’m helpless to fight it. And I don’t. I surrender to him. My body. My oxygen. My life. It’s all his in this moment.
My body goes limp.
Jack releases a sigh of relief. “You’re perfect, little one.
” He loosens his grip on my throat, and I suck in as much air as I can without choking on it.
The sudden headrush as he fucks me has an orgasm rushing up on me.
It spreads through my limbs in warning, ready to break through and shatter me, when Jackson twists my nipple. Hard.
“Ah!” I cry out from the pain and loss of my climax as I come tumbling down.
Jackson finishes with another thrust. He releases a low groan in my ear that makes my pussy throb. “Aiden’s rules,” he reminds me, his husky voice deeper than usual from his recent release.
I cuss at him through the gag, and Jackson chuckles. “Keep that fire for his turn,” he whispers for me alone. Then he’s gone, and I collapse to my forearms.
“Dane.”
Of course, Aiden is saving himself for the end. Maybe he thinks he’s saving the best for last, but I’ll make him regret that position. I’ve had two missed orgasms now, and each one is doubling my frustration and anger for this punishment.
I get why he’s doing it. And I hear what they’re all saying. I felt the same way about Aiden. So why aren’t we all fucking him with no orgasm for what he did, the petulant brat in me snarks. Because I'm the one who almost blew the secret that I’m not dead.
“Rae.”
I look to the side, surprised to find Dane standing there instead of behind the bed.
He kneels on the edge to get closer, then peels the gag from my mouth.
He slides his hand into my hair and draws me into a kiss.
His lips are soft across mine, tasting my bottom lip with the gentle press of his.
Then his mouth coaxes mine open. His tongue tangles with mine, and it’s like I can taste his love and heartbreak.
Feel the desperation as he sucks me deeper.
Dane’s hand curls to my nape, kissing me with his heart and soul poured into it and settling in my chest as a deep ache.
I struggle against the silk, trying to reach him. I want to wrap myself around him. Hold him and kiss him. Then sink onto his dick and ride him until we’re both blissed out.
Dane separates slowly; his honeyed gaze locked on mine when they open.
My lips thrum from the pressure of his as he returns the gag to my mouth and then moves to the spot behind me.
He reaches over his head to yank his shirt free, exposing the sleeve of tattoos on his left arm and continuing up his neck.
The rest of his clothes follow, shoved to the floor, and then he climbs on the bed.
His touch is reverent as it grazes my ass.
He leans over me, sliding one hand to my front to cup one breast. He kneads it in his grasp, spurring a shock of pleasure to my cunt when his finger flicks my throbbing nipple.
Dane’s cock rubs into the cum leaking from me, covering himself as he slowly grinds over my core and spreads the slickness to my clit.
A shudder rocks through me, pleasure unfurling like a flower in bloom with every stroke.
Dane kisses my spine. “I love you.” Another kiss.
“I need you.” Kiss. “I know how far you’ll go to protect those you care about.
” Kiss. “I love you for it.” Kiss. “I’m alive because of it.
” He draws back for a second, and then his cock easily slides into my aching cunt.
I moan, the building pleasure making my legs quake.
“So I’ll do anything if it’ll keep you safe.
” He pulls out, then gradually pushes back in, drawing a garbled noise from my throat.
“Even if it means punishing you for taking an unnecessary risk.” Thrust. “I’ll do it.
” He picks up speed with his next thrust. “Until you can swear it won’t happen again.
” Thrust. Thrust. “Until you take your life as seriously as you take ours.” He drives into me again and again, all talking done.
Even as he holds on to my hips, his grip is softer than the others. Firm enough to keep from slipping and act as an anchor, but not so rough to risk bruising me.
I lean into my arm, closing my eyes and focusing on the ecstasy that feels like it’s mere seconds away. If only I could reach my clit. Even just rub it against the bedding...
Dane’s groan echoes through the room as he comes without holding back.
I want to sob in frustration.
“I’m sorry,” Dane whispers, slipping free and kissing my lower back.