48. The Venomous Victory #2
And every inch of me is on board with that. He lowers his hand to his belt and slowly opens it, watching me, waiting for me to follow his orders. Like his docile kitten.
The clink of his belt spurs me into motion.
I jerk toward the bathroom. I don’t want to truly get away, or I would have run out the door and gotten lost in the sea of people.
We don’t have that much time though, and while the idea of him chasing me through the party and dragging me back to this room or taking me where he catches me has some appeal. Not tonight.
I’m surprised at how much the thought of them chasing me through the crowd turns me on, but I’ll examine that later. Right now, I need to get to the bathroom and put a door between us.
He gives a low hum of approval, and warmth spreads through me as I get to the bathroom door. Before I can open it, he lifts me off my feet. His arms an iron band around my waist.
I don’t give up. I kick at his shins behind me and pry at his arms with my fingers.
My sneakers do little good though. He holds me tight and effortlessly carries me over to the bed.
He tosses me face first onto it. Before I can scramble up, he’s on top of me.
His weight holding me down, pressing me into the softness.
I try to shove up on my hands and knees, struggling to get away. His hand presses against the center of my back holding me down, pinning me. For a second I’m caught like a butterfly unable to escape.
His chuckle is dark. The slide of his belt from his pants is the only sound above my ragged breathing. My fingers clench into the soft bedding. What can I do? I’m not strong enough to lift him off me. When he grabs my wrist, I resist and try to pull away from him, but he easily overpowers me.
“Fuck,” I whisper and grip the comforter with my other hand to try to drag myself out from under him.
Straddling my hips, he tsks me as he grabs my other hand, holding me down with his weight. “Thank you, kitten.”
He holds my wrists together behind my back and wraps his belt around them. I try to make it difficult, to wiggle, to escape, but there’s no use. He has me bound and beaten in seconds.
I blow out a breath as he moves off me. The rustle of his clothing is loud in the room. His shoes clunk to the floor next to the door, followed by mine. I try to roll, to slide, to do anything but just wait here for him to do what he wants with me. But it’s useless.
I feel helpless. Unbidden, a tear rolls down my cheek. I’ll never get away from anyone else.
Eli makes a shushing noise as he reaches under me to undo my pants. “This wasn’t real, kitten. If I was someone you didn’t want, you would have fought harder. Hurt me. Made me bleed.”
“How?” I breathe out a harsh breath. “You caught me in seconds. Seconds. And now I can’t escape.”
“Exactly how I want you.” He drags my pants off my legs along with my panties, leaving me bare from the waist down. His hand slides up the back of my calf to my thigh as his other hand parts my legs. “You could have escaped. If you really wanted to.”
He drags me down to the edge of the bed. My feet drop to the floor. Before I can move, he thrusts his fingers deep inside me. A low moan slips out of me as my will to get away dissolves into nothing but the need for pleasure.
Eli’s chuckle is dark as he holds his fingers deep inside me. “You would have used your nails and teeth, kitten. You would have aimed for places that might actually hurt me.”
I squirm for him to move his fingers as my pussy pulses around them. “What if I can’t?”
His lips caress my ass cheek and I suck in a breath. “They won’t get another chance. But if you need to, you’ll fight.” He draws his fingers out and thrusts them back in. “Because you’re a survivor, kitten. No one can take that away from you.”
My lips part as he fucks me with his fingers while trailing lazy, open-mouthed kisses on my ass cheeks. Right before I’m about to tip over the edge, he draws his fingers out of me.
“You make me forget myself.” Eli lifts my legs, making me kneel on the bed with my head down, my hands useless behind my back. “I only have you alone for a moment, but I want you so fucked that all you’ll think about is getting my dick back in you later tonight.”
I moan, because it won’t be the same as the others. Not with Eli. It never is.
“I’m not going to let this pussy go to waste, kitten.
” His thumb glides over my opening and down through my slit, pausing before he gets to my clit.
He takes his hand away, and the need to scream for release barrels down on me.
“I’ll fuck you all night long. Keep you filled with my cum until it drips out of you the whole next day. ”
He slams his thick, hard cock inside me in one powerful thrust. I cry out at the sudden invasion, but he doesn’t stop and let me adjust. He takes me over and over again, thrusting hard and fast.
“Such a good girl, kitten.” His breath is heavy as he continues to drive into me. “So fucking wet. You’re going to come all over my cock like a good kitty.”
I press my forehead to the bed and rock with his hips, unable to do anything else, but I don’t want to.
I love these moments with Eli, where I surrender to him, to what he wants.
When I give him, or, in this case, let him take my power.
It doesn’t matter which way. Both are heady, and both make me crave more.
He slides his fingers against my clit and pinches hard.
The bed muffles my scream as I shatter around him, bucking against him.
His dark chuckle proceeds him fucking me through my climax before he thrusts hard and groans as he releases.
His cock pulses against my walls, filling me with his warm cum.
He smooths his fingers over my hips where I’ll have bruises in the morning from his tight grip. He releases the belt, freeing my hands, before he drags his cock out of my pussy. I whimper at the loss. He swipes his fingers through his cum and thrusts it back inside.
“I can’t wait until it’s my cock holding all our cum inside your cunt overnight, kitten.” He thrusts his fingers a few times until an aftershock shivers through my body. He pulls out and lifts me into his arms. “I want it all inside you.”
I wrap my arms around his neck as he stops at the door and unlocks it before taking me into the bathroom. As he’s shutting the bathroom door, I see Luke and Jack step into the room, followed by Nico and Caden.
I rest my head against Eli’s heart, knowing we’ll be back to war mode when we’re finished. But later, they’ll play with me more until we go to sleep together. It’s worth the wait.