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Heat shoots into my cheeks as I remember how I led him by the cock to my room last night, and how it turned me on. That he switched the balance of power afterward is a completely different story.
“Apparently I didn’t find my person with you,” I say. “You’re a man who likes to dominate if there ever was one.”
“I don’t like to dominate, wild flame.” That seductive yet dangerous voice of his crawls up my spine like a silky serpent. “Not you. I like to devastate you. And I might have promised to give you a break today, but the promise doesn’t extend to tomorrow.”
“It sounds like a threat.”
“That’s because it is.”
I yelp when he yanks me close, the water splashing over the tub edges onto the tiles. I’m now straddling him, his dick lodged between the lips of my pussy, hard like a gun. Goose bumps rise all over my body in exhilaration, my heart slamming in my chest.
Zayne raises his hand, water dripping off his fingers before they brush the strands plastered to my face behind my ears. He takes his time, the gesture so soft it’s intimidating.
“You want to know why I stayed,” he says. “I stayed because I don’t trust you to be alone, wild flame. And I don’t trust other people around you, especially men. I deeply resent competition, you see, and I turn murderous when people try to take away what’s mine. And you are mine, Sirenna. I’m the only one who gets to ruin you.”
My hips roll, my pussy traveling an inch up the length of his cock. In response, Zayne splays his hand over the small of my back, his fingers grazing the top of my ass cheeks. My treacherous body told him what his words did to me. What saves me some face is that skin can’t glide on skin under water, dampening the effect of my instinctive grinding.
“So, I’ll feel more comfortable if I have you around me all the time.”
My heart jumps. There’s no way I can put up with his overwhelming presence permanently. “All the time? Aren’t you too busy for that?”
“Most of the time then. Even if I am, indeed, one of the busiest men out there.”
“So you’ll keep me on a leash like some sort of pet?”
He tilts his head to the side. “That’s actually not a bad idea.”
I wouldn’t put it past him.
“I have a question,” he says, his hand traveling to my chest, over my breasts to my waist under the water. “What did you ever see in that toad of a man, Joseph? I mean, the whole fascinating wisdom and experience thing, I get it, but only thinking about his hands doing to your body what mine are doing right now is fucking enraging. Did you enjoy his touch? Did you ever really come for him, or did you fake it?” The manic look in his eyes as he says that seeps into his tone, his hands tightening dangerously on my body.
“You’re sure you want to know?” I whisper.
“I’m sure I need to.”
I swallow hard. “And there’s no wrong answer? I mean,” my voice trails off, “you promise not to punish me or...fuck me.”
“I promise.” The solemnity in his tone is so sincere it gives me no choice but to believe him.
“It was–” I pause because I’ve never thought about it in these terms. I did have orgasms with Joseph, but not even close to what I experienced with Zayne last night. The only thing that compared somewhat was when I fucked that guy’s face at The Rite, discovering the dominating side of me. I thought it was what I liked, which is why I tried to re-enact it when I went after guys at the bar. But I never got quite into that mood again. Maybe what truly turns me on is being used in a sick way by Zayne, and him alone. As for Joseph...
“When I wanted to come, when I was sure he’d had his fun,” I tell him, “I used to indulge in fantasies in order to get off.”
“What fantasies?” he urges.
I purse my lips. I never told anybody this. “I imagined tying him down and using him, but not because I desired him. On the contrary.” Now, how do I explain this? “Something else fueled me. Like, if I’d had to put up with his cum inside me, then I’d abuse him for it. Return in kind, if that makes sense.”
“It sounds like him coming inside you felt like an abuse.” His voice is abrasive as if it’s hard to say the words, but his hands keep exploring my body, his eyes trailing after them.
“It wasn’t abuse, but–” I stop, not sure why.
“That’s your logical mind talking. But you did the same thing at The Rite, too. You came all over that guy’s face because you were punishing him for what the others did to you.” His eyes rise to mine. “Would you like to punish me the same way?”
My heart stutters in my chest.
“Come on, wild flame. If what you told me is true, and only two men ever touched you before me, then I am the first real monster you’ve had in bed.” He clenches that perfect ass so that his cock presses harder against my pussy. “Besides, you must be red and raw down there. My mouth could make you feel so much better.” His tone changes with every word, turning him into sin incarnate, placing himself at my service.
I’m powerless, hooked on the alluring blue in his eyes when he rises from the bathtub with his arms wrapped around me. My legs coil around his hips naturally, my soft flesh molding the hard contours of his body.
