6. Dream #2
“Only the best for my little cottontail.” I loved hearing him call me that.
I smiled, pulling the trigger. The gun made a loud clicking sound thanks to the empty magazine. “It’s perfect.” I lowered the weapon and carefully placed it back into the case. “But what’s the occasion?"
Felix sighed, latching the case shut. “Can a guy not buy his girl a present for the hell of it?”
No, there’s something else behind this gesture.
My hand touched his arm. “He can, but why are you giving me this gun, Felix?”
The man visibly melted at the sound of his name.
He smiled. “Nothing gets past you, does it?” I shook my head and he sighed.
“I just want to make sure you’re always safe.
Even when I’m not here to protect you myself.
” He looked at the closed case. “Even if you don’t need to use it, keeping this on you will give me peace of mind.
” His head turned and I noticed a faint sliver of fear hiding behind those green irises.
“I won’t let anything happen to you, Dream. ”
I scooted over until my body was pressed up against his. “Just promise me one thing.”
“Anything.”
I tilted my head, my hair pooling along the floor. “I’ll carry the gun, but I need you to stay safe, too. So promise me, no matter what, you’ll do whatever it takes to stay alive. For me.”
Felix leaned in real close. “I promise.”
I raised my hand up between us and with the most serious look, I put my pinky up. “Pinky promise?”
He laughed, his hot breath hitting my face as he looped his finger around mine and sealed it with a kiss. “Pinky promise.”
I kissed him back, wrapping my body around his when a naughty idea popped into my head. “Wait.” I pushed him back. “I have something for you, too.”
Felix’s brow raised. “Oh?” I nodded. “Well, go on. Show me.”
I jumped to my feet, grabbed his hand, and helped him up. “What—”
“Just trust me.” I winked, leading him to the bedroom. “I think you’re going to like this one.”
I know I will.
I flipped the page of my book, keeping an eye on the monitor across the room as I sat on my bed in a seductive pose, dressed in a delicate pastel lingerie set with matching lace butterflies sewn into it.
Aside from my cute little leather choker, the only other thing I had on was my pink bunny ear mask, the long ears stretching high as I pretended to read.
Candles burned all across the bedroom, flickering in the magenta-colored neon glow of my lights as music played in the background.
I gently stroked a strand of my hair, watching my skin sparkle in the ambience from all the glitter I had on.
A sound came from the hall outside my closed bedroom door and I immediately sat up, looking away from my computer camera. The floorboards squeaked faintly and my heart began to race. I quickly looked around the room, searching for a place to hide when the doorknob turned.
The door slowly creaked open and I quietly crawled from the bed to the corner of the room, hoping the darkness would help hide me.
I watched as a man, wearing all black tactical gear and a balaclava stepped further into the room.
He stood tall, adjusting his gloves as he looked around, taking his sweet time.
It wasn’t long before he spotted me, those green eyes fixated on me with intense focus.
Felix tilted his head. I tried to bolt from the wall and run past him, but he was too quick, snatching me by my neck.
“And just where do you think you’re going, little bunny?
” He lifted me off my feet with no effort despite my kicking, and threw me onto the bed.
I landed on my back, bouncing a bit as my hair sprawled all around me like a cloud.
I tried to hide my smile, eagerly curious to see what he was going to do next.
My head rolled to the side as my eyes shot to him.
This is so fucking hot.
Felix approached the side of my bed. I tried to roll away, but he stopped me.
“I said, just where do you think you’re going?
” He flipped me over and onto my back, straddling my body as I tried to fight and kick him off.
But he was so strong. He pinned my arms above my head, leaning in real close as I listened to his heavy breathing beneath the mask.
His entire existence was giving off such an intense and dangerous aura, one that only real predators possessed.
It made every nerve in my body tingle with anticipation as I stared at him.
Don’t stop.
Felix lifted the edge of his mask, revealing his deviously delicious smile.
Oh, he’s enjoying this just as much as I am.
He licked his lips. “I’m in control now,” he growled.
“So be a good little cottontail and keep those honey eyes on me.” Felix reached over me, keeping my body pinned beneath his weight.
He opened my nightstand drawer and pulled out my stash of pink-dyed hemp shibari ropes.
He eyed them closely with a dangerous flicker behind those hungry emerald-tone eyes.
Faint moans left my lips as my face pressed into the bedding, remaining still as I let him take one of the smaller ropes and began to carefully wrap my wrists, using just enough pressure and pull until they were secured behind my back.
“Now…” He gripped my tied wrists, lifting my torso and forcing me to my knees as he pulled me into him.
His smell surrounded me, mixing with my own as he leaned against my ear, speaking in a low tone.
“Let’s make things more…comfortable.” He gently caressed my body, gliding his gloved hands up and down my sternum until his fingers found their way to my bra, snapping the clasp effortlessly.
“Much better.” He then took the other shibari ropes and began to carefully place each one.
He brushed my hair back, presumably to prevent it from getting snagged while knotting and tying the ropes into place around my breasts and neck.
He also removed my collar—my guess was so I didn’t choke.
He then wrapped the ropes along my arms and legs, spreading my thighs wide while strategically placing each one along my body until I was fully restricted and fucking reeling from how buzzed I felt being tied up by him.
I gasped faintly as Felix reached around me and gently glided his fingers along the ropes, reaching down until his rough glove met my swelling clit.
He circled it a few times, rubbing me. I struggled to stay still, twitching as he touched me.
“Stop fighting,” he whispered harshly into my ear, “and let me fuck you.” He slipped a single finger inside me and we both moaned in unison.
“God, you’re so fucking wet.” He added a second finger, pushing a little deeper.
I cried out, arching into him, enjoying the pressure of the rope attached to my wrist, and being restrained in such a way.
Felix unzipped his pants and positioned his dick between us before shoving a few fingers into my mouth.
I nearly gagged, salivating all over his glove, sucking while he rocked them back and forth.
“That’s right, get them nice and wet for me,” he breathed into my ear.
He pulled his fingers back, strings of spit dripping from his hand.
I watched over my shoulder as he used it on himself like lube, smothering his shaft with my spit while touching himself.
My pussy twitched around his other hand, nearly drooling at how hard he was.
Felix shoved me forward, adjusting my legs before inserting a third finger.
My head shot back with a loud moan as he roughly fingered me from behind.
Every muscle in my body tensed and tugged at the shibari ropes.
The pressure of their knots and the feel of the hemp rope set my skin ablaze as I cried out against the bedding.
“Who said you could scream?” He then peeled his fingers back.
“I’ll give you something to scream about.
” Without any notice or warning, he slipped his dick right inside me, slamming his pelvis into my ass.
“Oh, fuck!” I screamed, feeling my body rub against the bed.
He slowly pulled back, leaving just the tip.
“Mmm. Even with all that excitement dripping from your pretty little pussy, you're still so damn tight.” He leaned back and spit, rubbing it against my cunt.
He then thrust back inside me with a heavy grunt.
My eyes watered at how stretched I felt, loving the mix of pain and pleasure.
Yes…oh, fuck…yes!
Felix thrust again and again, fucking me with no restraint.