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REMI
I step out of the shower for the third time today, relishing the feeling of cleanliness. I’ll never take hot water and soap for granted again now that I know what it’s like to stew in filth for months on end.
Maybe that’s a little dramatic, especially since I had running water and baby wipes back at the storage closet. Still, the heat and clean scents make me feel like I’m human again.
The door creaks open as I’m drying my hair and Gage walks in brazenly. I pull my towel tightly around my body, angry that he’s taken my clothes.
“Maybe you should knock.”
“Why would I need to? This room and everything in it belongs to me.”
Before I can snap out a reply, he rushes forward, pinning me against the wall, yanking my towel down.
His mouth is on me, his teeth scraping against my jaw, tugging my ear. He’s an animal, hungry for what he thinks is his.
And I can’t deny that a big part of me wants to be owned.
Greedy hands cup my breasts, kneading them with a primal need I’ll never understand. But it feels good, and my body melts beneath his touch.
One part of me wants to wrap my legs around him, another part wants to push him away. I can’t make sense of these feelings I have for him, because they contradict each other fiercely.
“I need to get inside you,” he growls, twirling me from the wall and throwing me down onto the bed.
He rips open his pants and his cock practically leaps out, ready for action. My core clenches as pleasant tingles wash over me.
I frown, disliking the lack of control I have with this man.
Gage squats, grabs my knees, and spreads me. A harsh sound comes from deep in his gut, and then, he spits between my thighs.
I stare at him, shocked, offended, scandalized.
He rises, standing as close to the bed as he can, and rubs his cock in the moisture before lining it up with my core.
“You…you spit on me…”
“It got the job done.”
“Are we really in that much of a hurry?”
“Yes.”
He drives into me with a brutal push.
The shock makes my body curl up, but he presses me down with his chest.
He pumps into me, hard and fast, lacking any kind of warmth and connection.
He’s using me as he said he would, and as disgusted as I feel, I don’t hate it.
I like that he wants my body. That he’s so wild, he’ll take what he wants with no guilt or shame. Gage makes bad feel good—too good.
I live for the throbbing sensation only he can provoke. The one that casts me over waterfalls and through space.
If I had known sex would be like this, I would have been fucking around in high school like all my friends were. Instead, I studied, paying no attention to the boys that were so eager for interaction.
“Are you afraid of me, Remi?” Gage whispers in my ear.
I nod. “Yeah…”
