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“I haven't used this drug for sex before if that’s what you are thinking,” he says as if he was reading my mind. “I’ve used it to kill someone slowly and painfully. Someone who didn't deserve a quick death.”
Alaric stands to step out of his pants and underwear before he turns and undresses me. He touches me like I’m made of glass, gentle and careful. When I’m completely naked as well, he spreads my legs apart and moves between them on the bed.
“Do you see how hard you make me? Fuck, my balls hurt thinking about being inside you. This is what you do to me, Monroe. All I think about all day is being inside your tight cunt. I’ve never wanted anyone so bad, only you.”
He starts stroking his cock, and I’m both terrified and curious about what he will do to me. He reaches for something beside him, but I can’t turn my head to see what it is. I hear something being opened, like a bottle cap maybe. A moment later, I realize he is squirting something in his hands, then he rubs it over his dick.
“It’s just some lube to make sure I won’t hurt you,” he explains.
He moves closer until I can feel his thighs touching mine. Letting go of his cock, he reaches between my legs and runs his fingertips through my slit ever so gently. His skilled fingers draw small circles over my clit, igniting sparks of pleasure in my core.
If I could, I would probably moan, arch my back, or lift my hips to meet his hands, but all I can do is lie there and feel it. After a few moments, his fingers slide farther down and slip into my pussy with ease.
He pumps his finger in and out a few times before withdrawing and sliding down farther between my ass cheeks. No. No. No. I want to tighten up, squeeze my butt together, but I can’t do anything as he massages my puckered hole.
“I told you this was mine as well, and you said I can do whatever I want.” He smirks. “This is going to be perfect because you can’t clamp up, and that’s what makes it hurt. Being relaxed and unable to move is going to make for a pleasurable experience. You’re going to love getting your ass fucked.” And then he forces his finger inside my ass.
I expect it to hurt badly, but it’s simply a light uncomfortable sting. He starts pumping his finger in and out of my ass with ease, thanks to the lube. It feels so wrong, dirty, depraved… yet I don’t want him to stop. My nerve endings inside my ass are on fire, shooting waves of pleasure straight to my core.
Only when he adds a second finger does it get uncomfortable again. Then he adds a third. Oh god. Just when I think I can’t take the pressure any longer, he pulls out of my ass and shoves all three fingers into my wet pussy.
I almost come right then and there.
He starts finger fucking me with lazy strokes while his other hand roams over my body with a featherlight touch. Leaning in, he starts kissing my stomach and up my breast until his mouth is on my right nipple, swirling his tongue around it and sucking lightly.
Another wave of pleasure crashes into me, and I know I’m going to come soon. Closing my eyes, I do the only thing I can and give in to the feeling.
I don’t know what I expected Alaric to do when I was unconscious, but it wasn’t this. When he drugged me before, I just know I woke up sore. I figured he manhandled me and took me roughly. Maybe I was simply sore because it was my first time.
Because right now, he’s doing the opposite of manhandling me. He is worshiping my body, touching every inch of it like he wants to memorize every curve of me.
He switches to my other nipple, giving it the same attention while moving his finger in and out of my pussy faster. When he adds pressure to my clit, rubbing it with the rough pad of his thumb, I come undone.
The orgasm slams into me like a tidal wave that almost knocks me out. My mind is reeling, but my body remains still, unable to move an inch. All I can do is let the intense feeling run through me.
“I felt your cunt squeeze my finger. Did you just come, Monroe? Do you like being helpless and unable to tell me no? Do you like me doing whatever I want to you? Because I think you do. I think you like being a little toy, letting me use you however I see fit.”
I want to deny him. I want to tell him that he’s wrong, but I already know that would be a lie. I don’t know if he twisted me to be this way or if I was like this all along, but the result is the same. I do like it. I like what he does to me, no matter how wrong and depraved it is.
