Page 63 of Survival


Font Size:

And then he beganpumping harder, faster, and somewhere in between, his mouth foundmy neck. His teeth bared down on my sensitized skin, sending myblood rushing through my veins. My heart beat faster to keep upwith the oxygen level that was heaving through my lungs, making medizzy, or maybe it was the alcohol still coursing through my blood.I was getting closer to the orgasm I desperately needed, and it wasbecoming difficult for me to hide as my hands clasped aroundDarren’s arms, clinging him to me.

Feeling mydesperation, he pulled back, lifted my scorching ass with one hand,while the other pinched and played with myclit.

“Oh, God,” I whimpered.

“Tell me what I want to hear, Jaden. You won’t come until youtell me you’re mine.”

I tried to fighthim, tried to concentrate on the feeling alone so I could mentallymake it happen, but he slowed his pace, and it was suddenly nolonger enough of what I needed.

“Ah!” I cried in frustration, my body bucking and twitchingunder him, demanding my release, but it wouldn’t come until I saidthe words meant to destroy. I never realized how effective sexualcontrol could be. It was like nothing else in the world matteredwhile you were on the very cusp of sexual detonation, and ifsomething threatened to deny you that, it was the worst form oftorture—another thing outside of mycontrol.

I was so close,but I needed more, and somewhere along the lines, my pride had beenmuzzled and I was dangerously close to givingin.

“Say it, Jaden,” he said pinching my clit again. “Say it andyou can come for as long as you want.”

Fine,fuck it all.

And that was it—Ibroke.

“I’m yours,” I moaned, and just like flipping a switch, Darrengave me exactly what I needed; he pounded into me right where Iwanted him, and I came within seconds. The orgasm ripped through melike a tidal wave, and I gripped the sheetsscreamingwhile myback arched and my legs clung around Darren’s waist. He continuedto drill away inside me, his own orgasm taking him over theedge.

When it was over,he fell on top of me, our noses almost touching as our chestsheaved from exertion.

“Good girl,” he practically beamed atmeand kissed me good and hard on the mouth.He then rolled off me and pulled me to his side, my back againsthis bare chest with his arm possessively around my waist, while hisface rested against my hair.

I could feel thealcohol slowly deplete from my system as soberness began to wake mefrom my dazed and confused state. What had I just done? What had Ijust allowed him to do? Had I allowed him at all? My ass stung likea bitch, there was a throbbing painbetweenmy legs, mylimbs and muscles were sore fromstrain, and I wasterrified out of my wits, yet I still came like it was my fuckingjob or something.

Guilt consumed mymind while my heart pounded away inside me like a drum announcingan execution. My body felt drained yet exquisitely satisfied. Had Iactually liked what he just did to me? Yeah, I had no control overmy body’s responses to a certain stimulus, but I could certainlycontrol how I felt about it.

I lay there on myside, the heat from Darren’s chest against my back somehow calmingmy nerves. I could hear hisslow,heavy breathing in my ear and could feelthe rise of his chest behind me. God, this felt so normal, so easy… but it was all an illusion. This man didn’t care about me; thisman wanted to own and control me. I couldn’t give in tothis—couldn’t give in to him … but I could certainly make it seemlike I had.

I tried to pushaway my lingering depression and burrow myself deeper into thepillows and sheets, letting the warmth of Darren’s body lull me tosleep.

ChapterEighteen

Winner, Winner

~*~

I win. Holy fuck,do I so fucking win. Apparently, I had the right idea when it cameto Jaden and booze. She was a lot oftalkbut four shots deep and she was done foraround me. She was always done for around me, but the alcohol justmade it easier for her to submit. I wouldn’t rely on this method inthe future, but it sure was fun to see how she handled herliquor.

Yeah, she foughtme for a little bit, but once I had herlaidovermy lap, shepractically went limp, her pussy so nice and wet for me. By thetime I was done spanking and teasing her, she was soaking. Andthen, when I had her under me, buried deep inside, she finally saidthose two little words, and I nearly detonated right then andthere. The sound of screaming andcomingat the sametime was music to my ears, an absolute symphony. I wanted more ofit. I wanted that to be the goddamn soundtrack of mylife.

When I pulled heragainst me, I knew she felt conflicted. I knew she felt guilty forthe pleasure she had found, but it didn’t matter. Soon, her sexualneed would overpower any thoughts of guilt, and I would gladlysatisfy those needs. I wanted her to need me so bad, it would causeher physical pain until she had me inside her. I was going to ruinthis girl, and I couldn’t wait for the finalresult.

God, she felt sowarm against me, her small chest rising and falling as herbreathing pattern had finally relaxed into aslowdeeprhythm. I knew themoment she fell asleep, and I felt at ease knowing she was safetucked beside me.

That was a newconcept for me—the need to protect something as precious as shewas. Yes, I felt protective of my younger brothers, but they weredifferent. I knew they could handle themselves, and I didn’t havethis possessive need over them. Sure, Jaden was a black belt whocould probably take on any random Joe on the street, but the peopleI dealt with on a daily basis were not random Joe’s; they weredangerous men – men who lacked compassion for the vulnerability ofwomen. Men like me, I suppose. But Jaden’s vulnerability wasn’tsubject to danger anymore because it belonged to me and only me,and anyone who challenged that would regret the day they were born.Jaden was now a precious treasure worth protecting, and I would seeto that every second of every day for the rest of herlife.

Slowly, so as notto wake her, I rubbed my fingers along the soft and smooth skin ofher arm and leg, feeling her toned body under creamy whiteperfection. She had a few dozen freckles along her arms and Ismiled finding them to be absolutely adorable for some reason. Herred hair was still damp from the shower, but the setting sun thatshone through the window cast the perfect lighting to highlightsome of the vibrantcolors. Iloved it. I loved every inch of her.

I wanted to cocoonmyself around her, consume her into me somehow, but I couldn’ttrust her in my sleep yet. I knew she would use the opportunity totry to kill me, and she would fail. Light sleeping was a habit ofmine; one I had mastered at a very young age and it served me well.But if Jaden tried to pull something, I’d have to put her back downin her cage again, and I didn’t want to do that. I’d rather haveher up here with me. And then I had a fantasticidea.

I slipped from thebed as easily as I could so as not to wake her and walked intomycloset. Heading to theback of the walk-in, I went for the good-sized black chest Ihadsetagainst the wall.Opening the top, I rummaged through all the fun little sex toys Iplanned to use on Jaden one day, but right now, I had only onething in mind.

Pullingthesmooth,thin long linkof chain I had at the bottom of the chest, I wrapped it around myhand and grabbed the two small padlocks that were in the shapes oflittle golden hearts. They didn’t look like much, but they were alot stronger than I thought, much like Jaden.

Quietly, I walkedback into the bedroom, Jaden still in the same position I had lefther, and pulled one end of the chain through the metal bars of myheadboard. I then locked each end of the chain link to the cuffs onJaden’s wrists with the little heart padlocks and stepped away toadmire my work. Jaden hadn’t even stirred as I stared down at thebeauty of her chained to my bed. It did all sorts of things insideme, excitement brewing in my heart and need boiling in my cock.Notyet,though. Sheneeded a break. But only for a short while.