Chapter 38 Some Hell #2
I groaned with a grin under the strain, glad to see she had regained the strength in her legs. But when she caught the smile on my face, she growled and squeezed even harder.
Goddamn, she’s fucking strong.
I considered just lifting her and slamming her back down to the floor, but I didn’t want to hurt her that much right now.
So instead, I went for one of her own usual annoying but sometimes effective moves. I reached out with my fingertips and pinched the sensitive skin right between the curves of her ass cheeks.
She gasped in shock, the sharp pain causing her grip around my neck to loosen just enough for me to break out of her hold and lunge forward to trap her legs under me. Pressing down, I pinned her pelvis in place with my own, returning to my earlier task of ripping her wet clothes off.
“Nice try,” I commemorated, the stitching coming apart like paper.
“That’s my move,” she grunted as she managed to land two more punches to the side of my face as I yanked the ruined fabric off her.
Her third punch found itself trapped in my palm before it could land. Wrapping my hand around her wrist, I forced it to the floor, squeezing hard enough to make her wince.
It would be so easy for me to break her wrist again with just a few more pounds of pressure, but I didn’t want her incapacitated from another bone fracture. I’d prefer her incapacitation be from something far more rewarding for us both. Or at least, one of us.
“Not a fan when it’s reversed, huh?”
“It’s beneath you,” she retorted as she dug her heels into the floor, pointlessly attempting to pull at my fingers that remained locked around her other wrist.
Some days I wasn’t sure if it was compassionate or cruel to allow her the use of one of her arms while I restrained the other. Compassion in the freedom from restraint or cruelty in crushing the hope of a worthless advantage.
Laughter hummed in the back of my throat at the thought. “The only thing that’s beneath me right now is you.”
Ripping away the final remnants of her clothes, I tore at her strapless bra, flinging it across the room.
Grabbing her other flailing wrist, I pinned both on either side of her head and buried my face between her damp breasts.
Her cold, wet skin met the new stubble on my jaw, the friction causing her to shiver as she fought against my grip.
The familiar tug of her desperate attempts to break my hold brought a savage smile to my face. I missed this. I missed this fight in her. And I missed fucking it right out of her system.
I moaned with satisfaction as I held her down. “I missed this struggle with you,” I murmured, running my nose along the side of her cheek. “Do you remember how it was in the beginning? When I held you down like this, and you fought against every modicum of pleasure I gave you?”
Jaden scoffed, twisting her head to the side. “You mean when you first started raping me?” she snapped. “Yeah, I remember it vividly.”
I chuckled softly as I drew one of her peaked nipples into my mouth, sucking hard until she squirmed under me even more.
She drew in a sharp gasp as her back arched, pushing more of herself into my mouth for the taking.
Fuck, my cock was turning into a steel rod in my pants, ready to bury itself home.
“Do you also remember how fucking wet you were?” I teased, dragging the flat of my tongue across the swollen nub.
I loved reminding her often of how her body easily surrendered to its impulses while her mind and heart continued to rebel at their own peril.
“You were soaking then, just like I know you’re soaking now. ”
Jaden groaned as she tried twisting her body under me but quickly discovered how useless that was. “You’re such a fucking asshole!”
Pulling back, I placed both of her wrists in one hand, then slapped her across the face. Not as hard as she deserved, but hard enough to grab her attention.
“I’ve just about had it with that disrespectful mouth of yours,” I growled. “And I’ve let you get away with it for long enough.”
Grabbing the flimsy wet fabric of her thong, I ripped it from her hips, the lining snapping sharply against her skin and causing her to cry out.
I then balled it up in my hand and shoved it into her mouth, sealing my palm over her lips.
Jaden shrieked in protest, twisting her head back and forth, attempting to dislodge my grip.
“Cuss again, and I swear to God, this won’t be the only thing you choke on tonight,” I warned, my patience for her inability to follow simple rules running out.
Granted, I did enable her far too often.
Jaden inhaled deeply through her nose when I pressed the rough wet fabric of my pants against her clit. “Do you understand?”
She grunted in the affirmative, her eyes wincing shut as she tried to nod her head.
“Good girl.”
Removing my hand, Jaden immediately twisted her head to the side and spit her ruined thong out onto the floor.
“And here I thought you’d finally given up,” she snapped bitterly.
I tsk’d at her comment. “You should know better than that by now,” I replied, and then sunk my teeth into her shoulder, biting down hard enough to elicit a cry from her lips.
My tongue grazed along her neck as I sucked her skin into my mouth, intent on adding some fresh art to the fading masterpiece around her throat.
It wasn’t ten seconds later that Jaden’s fight began to slow, her energy draining far too quickly for my taste. That was why I liked the chase beforehand. The adrenaline rushing through her veins intensified her fight, prolonging the game and making the victory that much sweeter.
“Oh, come on,” I taunted, pressing my rock-hard length against her pelvis, unreasonably torturing myself. “I know you’re better than this.”
It didn’t take much to piss her off, the insult rupturing the dam containing her civility. Snapping to her left, she managed to reach out and clamp her teeth onto my forearm, biting deep into the skin.
“Fuuuccckkkk,” I practically moaned with joy, the pain of Jaden’s bite surging straight to my dick.
Pulling back, I yanked her up by her wrists, dislodging her teeth from my arm to reveal a bloodstained grin on her beautifully flushed face. Leaning down, I took her mouth hard, my lips claiming hers while my tongue delved into her mouth, tasting my own blood.
Jaden tried to pull away, but I locked both of her wrists behind her lower back, my arms keeping her firmly in place. I kissed her violently, taking and conquering all that I could and still demanding more.
When I finally released her mouth, I gripped her throat and shoved her back down to the floor, keeping her pinned while I examined the bite mark she’d given me.
Her teeth had sunk right into my eagle tattoo, the little indents circling the head of it like she had been trying to bite its head off. With my blood ringing its neck, it looked like she had succeeded. Fuck, I hope it scarred.
“Your little love bites are so endearing,” I mused, studying the pattern of her teeth.
“I’m happy to give you another one,” she replied, wrapping her arm around mine in an attempt to dislodge it from her neck.
Releasing her, I traded it for both of her wrists in one hand and forced them above her head. Leaning down, I ran my nose along the bridge of hers, enjoying the flex of her muscles every time she tried to twist out of my grip. It just made me smile like the savage that I was.
“Fuck,” I groaned as I pushed into her hips, my cock painfully hard. “I may need you to start fighting me again like you did in the beginning, back when you still had hope.”
That made her pause, her gaze locking with mine.
A hazy liquid amber swirled in her pretty eyes, mixing with flecks of green and traces of brown.
Like the final days of autumn still clutching to life before winter buried it beneath its icy chill.
But all those beautiful colors couldn’t conceal the raging violence brewing behind them.
“You are such a sick fuck.” She emphasized the curse on purpose, then slammed her forehead into my nose, just like the fire-breathing goddess she was.
I reared back, my nose taking all of her brunt force and causing pain to shoot up through my forehead, though not enough to break it. I chuckled as I released her arms and then flipped her onto her stomach.
“Yeah, but I’m your sick fuck,” I rasped, and replaced myself between her legs.
Jaden tried to get up with the advantage of the new position, but my hand snaking out to wrap around her now damp hair had her rethinking her plans. Slamming her head down, I dug her cheek into the rug, eliciting a hiss from her throat as she tried to push back.
Yanking at my belt, I undid my stiff wet pants and pulled out my throbbing cock, desperate for something warm, wet, and mine. Shifting Jaden’s hips up, I entered her pussy without any warning, the impact forcing a sharp cry from her lips.
I didn’t give her the chance to adjust, locking her wrists behind her back and fucking her into a delirious frenzy. Her pussy clenched around me, squeezing my cock like a vise, and it just made me fuck her harder.
“Tell me you’re mine,” I ordered, yanking her by her hair as I pounded her into the floor. She whined beautifully, fighting back hard on those high-pitched cries I loved forcing her to make. “Now,” I snarled, sharply smacking the side of her ass.
“Oh God, I’m yours, you fucking asshole!” she screeched as her pussy spasmed around me.
Reaching out for her discarded thong, Jaden beat me to it, swiping it away and out of reach.
“Oh, you little brat,” I sneered, slamming my palm down onto her ass harder this time and making her jolt. “That’s fine. You can choke on this instead.”
Keeping her wrists in one hand, I reached the other around her face and shoved my fingers into her mouth. The rest of my hand clung around her jaw, keeping it open as I fucked her even harder.
She cried out, fighting my hold on her face as my fingers tortured her gag reflex, but I didn’t give her an inch, forcing her head up as I kept up my pace. The grunts and groans from her mouth sported a new tune as her vocal cords competed against the intrusion.
Feeling her warm, wet tongue around my fingers with her warm, wet pussy around my cock was an interesting combination. Apparently, her body thought so too as her walls suddenly clamped down on my cock, her entire body rupturing around me as she came undone.
I sneered as I released her mouth and allowed her to ride out the rest of her orgasm before I withdrew entirely. Using the head of my cock, I rubbed that intoxicating liquid heat of hers all the way up to that second incredibly fuckable hole she had.
“Wait, wait,” Jaden panted as she fought to catch her breath, but I just shook my head.
“No.”
Jaden tensed as I began to push inside her ass, the tight ring of muscle fighting against my entry.
I’d fucked Jaden’s ass plenty of other times since our wedding, yet she still hadn’t managed to learn how to relax properly.
One of these days, she’d figure it out, but until then, I didn’t mind coaching her through it.
“Breathe, princess,” I reminded her, gently spreading her cheeks. “You know how this works.” A low whimper left her throat as she worked to relax her muscles, allowing me to slide in farther. “Good girl.”
Rewarding her, I rubbed the pads of my still wet fingers along the seam of her pussy, causing her body to shudder as she moaned into the carpet. Flipping my hand over, I inserted two fingers inside her, extending my thumb to flick across her swollen clit.
More soft moans rang out as I began to fuck her pussy with my fingers, allowing my cock to slide all the way into her ass.
“Goddamn,” I groaned, her tightness choking my cock to the point of pain.
Pulling out, I pushed back in, stretching her wide to accommodate my size. Finding a rhythm, I fucked her ass while my fingers were buried deep inside her, my thumb catching her clit with every stroke.
“Oooooh God!” she whined, her voice strained from so much stimulation it was a wonder she could even form words.
Yanking her back by her hair, I leaned down into her ear. “I’m right here, princess.”
A sharp cry echoed throughout the room. “I can’t—I can’t—” she begged, breathless, and barely able to finish her plea. “Please stop. It’s too much. I can’t! Ah!”
A soft chuckle rumbled in my throat. “I love hearing you beg.”
I instantly increased my pace, driving in and out of her without the mercy she knew didn’t exist. Mercy was not a term I entertained or honored.
“But I’m not giving you a damn choice,” I growled and shoved her head back down into the rug. Like an absolute animal, I finished her off like I was at war, savagely taking every centimeter of her until her screams could no longer be contained.
The music she made as I brought her to the most intense climax she’d ever had was the final catalyst I needed to push me over the edge and detonate inside her. I could feel my cum coating her walls, the pleasure washing through me in waves as I emptied myself completely.
When I was finally sated, I pulled out, my cum instantly leaking out all over her pussy and ass.
Fucking beautiful.
But the second I released her hips from my bruising grip, Jaden collapsed to the floor in a heap, her eyes closed as she focused on regulating her erratic breathing.
I stood and pulled off the rest of my wet pants, my gaze focused on the steady rising and falling of Jaden’s chest. Standing over her, I admired all that she was—capable of taking on so much damage in a single instance, just to shed it all off after a couple of days of rest.
Her resilience was incredible, but it had to be exhausting, especially when I kept throwing bricks at her. But rather than avoiding them like most might, she chose to collect them instead and then built herself a fucking fortress around her mind strong enough to withstand anything, including me.
When we got home, I’d make sure she wouldn’t be building walls to keep me out anymore. The only thing she’d be building for the next nine months was my fucking child.
“Come on, my little queen,” I said with a grunt, bending down to throw her dead weight over my shoulder. “Time for that shower.”