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His fingers release the pressure as he plants his hands beside my head, hovering close to my lips. “Did I hurt you?”
I grin and chuckle.
“Is that good or bad?” he adds.
“Good,” I mutter. “Definitely good.”
He hums with amusement and says, “That’s what I like to hear.”
I smile, but the realization kicks in that the healing process has only just begun.
I want to erase the bad memories and replace them with new ones. Better ones.
I swallow away the lump in my throat. “Collar me.”
“What?” he asks, confusion lacing his voice.
“Make me yours.”
The silence seems to last forever, but I know he heard.
Suddenly, he pulls us both up from the floor, carrying me all the way back into that same room I was in before. My room.
But this time, it doesn’t feel like a prison as he slams the door shut with his foot and puts me down on the floor. It only takes him a second to find the metal that instantly reminds me of what I’ve been through, but this time, it no longer sends me into a panic.
Instead, I’m calm and needy for more. More of him. More of everything.
And when the familiar metal wraps itself around my throat and clings into place, I don’t feel as if I’ve been robbed of my freedom. Instead, the chain in his hands as he tugs me toward him feels like power. Feels like more freedom than I’ve ever had before.
“You don’t have to do this,” he says.
I place my hand on his cheek and say, “Yes, I do.”
“I can live without it,” he mutters.
“No, you can’t,” I reply. “And neither can I.”
I can feel his smile forming underneath the tip of my fingers.
His forehead leans against mine as he slowly inches closer and kisses me—fully, honestly—as only a man could. He’s not just a monster or a beast. He’s a man too. My man. Only this man could give me so much by taking away everything I have.
And right now, I don’t want to be anywhere but here in his arms.
He shoves me against the door and lets his mouth roam freely across my skin again. His hands fumble at my skirt, pulling it down until I’m completely naked in front of him, despite him being fully clothed. And I don’t even mind one bit.
“God, I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of fucking your pretty body,” he muses. “Or mouth.”
“Take me. Take it all,” I say.
“Any way I want?” he murmurs, sucking on my bottom lip.
I nod. “Anything.”
He bites down ever so slightly until my lip cracks, and he licks up the blood gleefully.
Out of nowhere, he spins me around on my feet, planting me face-first against the door. The chain still firmly in his hand, he pulls back my head and whispers into my ear, “You know I like it rough.”
His hand circles my ass.
SMACK!
My legs tremble, but the pain sizzles right down to my pussy, making me so damn wet again.
He massages my ass and does the same to the other cheek, giving both equal treatment until they’re tingling, and my legs are wobbly. But his dick pushing into my thighs reminds me to stay awake.
He leans away toward the cabinet, and the next thing I know, something’s squirted onto my ass.
“This might hurt a little … but you’ll love it,” he says, and then his fingers enter me from behind. Right in my ass. “Because I do.”
I gasp as he probes me, feels me, fills me up with just one finger … and then he adds another one.
“So tight … already whimpering,” he murmurs.
“F-fuck,” I mumble, not even able to pronounce more than one syllable.
I can hear him smile. “It’s only going to get tighter … and harder.”
After pulling out, he swipes his length along my ass and then pushes inside, inch by inch. I hold my breath the entire way, my nails digging into the door.
“Take it like a good girl,” he groans, pushing farther inside. “All the way.”
I’m on my tiptoes as he fills me up completely. Fuck me. I never expected this to happen so soon again. Or for it to feel so good. So fucking … full.
As he starts to move, I can feel it everywhere. In my ass, my legs, my pussy … even my nipples harden as he thrusts. His cum is still dripping out of me as he buries himself inside my other hole, but I don’t even mind. I’m wasted on lust. Wasted on him as he pulls the chain and forces me to tilt my head back.
God, I love how forceful he is.
Have I lost my mind? Maybe.
But I prefer it this way. I love surrendering to him because it frees me in ways I never thought possible. And the pleasure is more intense than anything I’ve ever experienced before.
