Chapter 16
CATHERINE
It was grotesque, fascinating, and horrifying all at once.
Henry writhed and cried out as his body jerked and spasmed so strongly I feared he would snap his spine.
When it was all over, it wasn’t so much a physical change as a visible metaphysical one.
It was hard to explain. The figure before me resembled Dr. Jekyll but clearly wasn’t.
It was as if I were viewing him through a distorted mirror.
Breathing heavily, Hyde trained his hard gaze on me. “Miss me, pet?”
Now that I was viewing everything through enlightened eyes, the transformation was astounding. Hyde’s voice was deeper than Jekyll’s, with more of a sarcastic edge.
My fists curled. “You’re a monster.”
Hyde stalked toward me. He was only able to take two steps before the chains stopped him. He laughed as he shook the metal links. “Now this is pathetic. Did you two really think a few chains would stop me?”
My frenzied gaze swept over the thick, heavy chains and secured padlocks. “Yes. Dr. Jekyll wanted me to give you a message. It’s over. After tonight he’s destroying the formula. Destroying you.”
Hyde growled, soft and low. “You don’t really want that.”
My eyes widened. “Yes… yes, I do.”
His lips twisted in a macabre smile. “I can smell your desire.”
My thighs clenched.
Like a child torturing a captured animal, he continued, “Tell me you didn’t like being dominated. Tell me you aren’t craving the feel of my weight holding you down as my cock pounds into your tight pussy.”
I swallowed.
“Admit it, pet. You like the hot sting of my leather belt on your ass. You like the intense orgasms that can only come from relinquishing all control and letting the pain herald in pleasure.”
My breath came in sharp gasps as I raised my hand to my chest.
“Look at my cock. See how hard you make me? See how it strains to be released?”
Against my will, my gaze lowered to his thighs. Resting against his right inner thigh was the unmistakable hard ridge of his engorged cock.
“Release me. I want to feel the press of your soft thighs against my cheeks as I savor your pussy.”
My cheeks flushed. “Oh, God.”
I took one hesitant step toward him.
“That’s it, baby. Come to me.”
I stepped closer. My arm reached out.
Hyde leaned over and smelled my still-damp hair. “You smell sweet enough to eat.”
My fingertips touched his chains.
Hyde chuckled. “I knew you wouldn’t choose that weakling over me.”
I started.
What the hell was I doing? Henry Jekyll was sweet and caring.
He was risking his entire career, his life’s work just to prove to me that it wasn’t him who’d hurt me.
I looked up at Hyde’s condescending smirk.
“Henry Jekyll is twice the man you’ll ever be.
More, since after tonight you will cease to exist.”
Hyde bared his teeth as once again he tested the strength of the chains. The metal links rattled against the brick wall.
Caught up in my own anger, I continued to goad him. “You’re nothing. Nothing to me.”
Hyde lurched forward, but his body was jerked backward by the pull of the chains.
I laughed. “You’re not a man. You’re nothing but a chained-up rabid animal.”
Hyde let out an ungodly howl.
I flew backward so suddenly I tripped and fell to the floor. I scuttled back on my hands and feet as Hyde strained and pulled at his chains.
Fuck. I had gone too far.
With a terrifying roar, Hyde pulled one bolt out of the wall, then the second.
He was free.
The monster was free.
Screeching in terror, I rolled over onto my hands and knees and scrambled to my feet. I ran across the lab, desperate to reach the door.
I never made it.
Hyde grabbed me from behind. He used my own momentum to turn me and slam my back against the wall. His body followed, crushing my ribcage as he snatched at my hands and drew them over my head. His breath was warm against my cheek as he heavily inhaled and exhaled.
“Let me go!”
He leaned over and ran the tip of his tongue up my neck. “Tastes like… submission.”
I whimpered.
His mouth crashed down on mine. I tried to lock my jaw, but it was no use.
He pressed his thigh between my legs, and I was lost. I opened my mouth.
His tongue drove inside, showing no quarter.
He licked, laved, and taunted me, sinking his teeth into my lower lip until we both tasted blood, only to lick it away and kiss me even deeper.
He pushed his thigh up against my core as he kept his fingers intertwined with mine, holding me prisoner. His chains clattered against the wall, near my ears.
“Say you want this,” he breathed against my mouth. “Say it.”
I thrust my head to one side. “I don’t. You are using my body against me.”
Transferring my wrists into one hand, Hyde tore at the collar of my dress until the thin fabric relented. I had dressed in a hurry this morning, preferring comfort over form. So I was bare underneath, with no bra on. He leaned down and sucked one pert nipple into his mouth.
I groaned as my head rocked back and forth against the wall.
He gently bit and sucked at my nipple until I rose up on my toes, trying to both flee and extend the pleasure.
Hyde chuckled. “You’re lying. Blaming your body is just an excuse your brain uses. You’re responding to my touch because you, all of you, want it.”
A tear rolled down my cheek. “I don’t want you. I want Henry.”
Hyde palmed my breast as he pressed his hips deeper into mine. “No. You need Jekyll because of society’s stupid rules about security and stability.”
Hyde kissed me again. He only pulled back when my lungs were screaming for air.
He pushed his fingers between my legs. I knew he could feel my wetness through the silk of my panties. “You feel that? That is what you want. Who gives a fucking damn about what you may need? You want me.”
Before I could deny him any further, Hyde reached down and lifted me up by my hips.
My legs wrapped around his waist as he carried me to the closest table.
He swept his arm across its surface seconds before setting me down.
Countless glass vials, notebooks, pens, and other paraphernalia crashed to the linoleum floor. Neither of us cared.
Hyde placed his flat palm between my breasts and pushed me onto my back.
The combination of his warm touch and the weight of the metal links still wrapped around his wrist against my skin nearly drove me insane.
He ran his hand down my middle. I groaned and arched my back.
He then flipped up the hem of my dress, exposing my panties and thighs.
He grabbed the delicate silk fabric and tore it away.
He placed his hand on my abdomen, pressing down as he lowered his head between my thighs.
His long tongue laved at my pussy. With rapid intensity, he flicked my clit with his tongue in a steady rhythm that had me raising my hips as I became lightheaded from my own heavy breathing.
“Oh, God!”
“Yes, pet. Sing for me.”
My fingers gripped his hair as I pushed my hips against his mouth. The tension built. My thighs stiffened as I held my breath. Finally, my orgasm crashed over me, wave after wave of euphoric pleasure.
My arm curled over my eyes as I tried to subdue my ragged breathing.
As my body descended back into reality, guilt crashed along with it. “Oh, God. What have I done?”
Hyde chuckled. “Oh, baby girl, we’re not finished yet.”
He flipped me onto my stomach. The table was just slightly higher than waist-high for me, so the toes of my Doc Martens barely scraped the floor.
The metal surface cooled the heated skin of my exposed breasts.
Hyde pushed the hem of my dress up. His palm caressed my right ass cheek in slow circles before he gave me several cruel spanks.
His chains rattled and clanged as they swung against the metal legs of the table.
I cried out in pain.
His response was to spank me again on my left cheek.
Reduced to tears and sniffles, I didn’t dare object again.
The air froze in my throat as I heard him lower his zipper.
The fronts of his thighs brushed the backs of mine as he stepped closer. The head of his cock pushed against my impossibly wet pussy. He slid straight in to the hilt with no resistance from my body.
I groaned as I curled my fingers over the edge of the table, bracing myself for his onslaught.
He pulled free.
My brow furrowed.
I looked over my shoulder.
Hyde splayed his hands over my ass. He pulled the cheeks apart. “Tonight, I take your virgin hole.”
My eyes widened. I tried to rise off the table, but his grip prevented me. “No, Hyde. No, not that.”
He was right. I had never had anal sex. I’d never even let a past boyfriend attempt it. Of course, I’d read about it in romance novels and got excited, but that was in books, not real life. In real life I knew it was going to hurt like hell and I was terrified.
He placed the pad of his thumb over my asshole and pressed.
My body clenched.
Hyde then fisted his cock and brushed the glistening head against my dark hole.
I whimpered as my body began to shake.
I knew I wanted this as much as I didn’t want it.
He shifted his hips and pressed forward.
My mouth opened on a gasp. I couldn’t help but clench my asshole, trying to prevent what I knew was going to be a painful intrusion.
He pushed harder. The head of his cock forced my tight ring of muscle open. It slipped inside with the help of my own slick arousal.
I curled my hand into a fist and beat on the table. “Ow! Ow! Ow!”
Ignoring my cry, Hyde pushed in deeper.
My whole body screamed in protest as I strained to accept him.
I breathed heavily through my nose. “It’s too much. I can’t.”
“You can and you will, baby girl. I want to hear your screams as I fuck this ass raw.”
He pulled out slightly and pushed in again. Each inch was agony.
“God, you’re fucking tight.”
His fingers bit into my hips as he pushed past my last resistance. He was buried deep in my ass.
“It hurts,” I whimpered.
He leaned down and kissed my shoulder. “The fun is just getting started.”
I only thought I was in pain. Then he began to thrust. My stomach cramped as my body was rocked back and forth from the power of his movements.
His shaft was splitting me in two. I felt dominated and taken in ways I had never experienced before, not even earlier when he had chained me to the bed.
This was something on a totally different level.
A complete possession requiring my complete surrender.
Hyde’s hand caressed up my back. His fingers sank into my curls.
He then twisted his fist until my head snapped back.
The movement caused my hips to press against the edge of the table and my ass to pop up even further.
I wouldn’t have thought it was possible, but his cock slipped inside even deeper.
I swore he was pushing against my internal organs as he continued to relentlessly pound inside of me.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, the rhythm of his thrusts started a hum in my pussy.
The edge of the table was pressing right over my clit.
The pressure increased. I couldn’t believe it was possible, but my body was starting to feel pleasure in response to the pain.
This man surely was a demon from the depths of hell.
Hyde yanked on my hair just as he slapped my ass.
I cried out, “Yes! Fuck!”
I bit my lip. My cheeks burned with humiliation. I couldn’t believe I had just cried out, encouraging him.
“That’s it, baby, fuck back on my cock like a good girl.”
I was no longer in control. Without even thinking, I pushed back with my hips. Grinding against his hips, practically begging him to fuck my ass harder.
Hyde spanked me again and again, timing his strikes with the rhythm of his thrusts. This kept the rhythm of the sharp pressure against my clit. All of which was slowly driving me mad. I felt as if I had been the one to drink the formula and was now no longer recognizable as myself.
I had become one with the monster.
I was his mate.
His prey.
And he… was my everything.
Hyde bit my shoulder. “Call me a beast and I’ll fuck you like one.”
I moaned. “Yes, harder, beast. Harder.”
Hyde complied, fucking me with a frenzy that bordered on madness.
“Come with me, baby. Come with me.”
I didn’t have to be commanded twice.
I screamed my release as I ground my hips against the edge of the table. Hyde pounded into me several more times before releasing deep inside of my ass. As he pulled free, I could feel his come dribble down my inner thigh. I didn’t care.
I stayed prone over the table like a shameless wanton.
I had betrayed Henry. I had betrayed his research. I had given in to the monster.
Tears formed in my eyes. I rose off the table and clutched the front of my dress over my naked breasts. Hyde was standing close. Uncaring of the broken chains that still dangled from his wrists, he tucked his still semi-hard cock inside his trousers and zipped up the fastening.
Hyde closed the gap between us. He clasped my jaw in his hands and tilted my head back, forcing my gaze to him. He licked my tears before saying, “We all have a monster inside of us. We all have some dark craving trying to claw its way out. You were foolish to try and keep it chained.”
“I hate you.”
“You can’t hate me. I’m as much a part of Jekyll as your own twisted dark side is a part of you. Destroy one… you destroy the other.”