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It was Christmas Eve, one of the days this holiday season that I had dreaded the most. It would be the first Christmas Eve I’d spent without my parents.
But I didn’t find myself dreading today as much as I had been because Ryker was with me, and I finally didn’t feel like I was drowning.
We’d spent our time here together so far fucking, testing both of our limits. I had come to find out I had a thing for Ryker dominating me, taking away my control. And I had a big thing for pain.
And Ryker? He loved causing it.
I slipped out of bed and wrapped the sheet from the bed around my body, walking towards the kitchen. Ryker was standing at the counter, staring out the window, a mug of coffee in his hand. He was shirtless, a pair of sweatpants riding low on his hips, revealing that tantalizing V that disappeared into his pants.
He glanced over at me before focusing back on the nature outside. “Ryker?” I softly questioned, moving deeper into the kitchen.
He turned to face me, setting his coffee on the counter. “Yes, little star?”
“You okay?” I asked him, honestly worried. These past few days, the moment he laid his eyes on me, he gave me his undivided attention. But today, he was distracted by something.
He grabbed my hips and set me on the counter in front of him. “Just thinking,” he told me, being evasive.
I wanted to ask what he was thinking about, but he pushed the sheet off my shoulders, leaving it to pool around my body on the granite top beneath me. My nipples instantly pebbled to hard points. His hands slid up my thighs before his thumbs grazed my slick folds and swiped my clit. I gasped, a moan sliding up my throat.
“Ryker,” I whimpered.
His lips took mine in a hard kiss, his tongue delving deep into my mouth, tasting every inch. I reached up and tangled my fingers in his hair, our tongues dancing together. He groaned into the kiss and slid two fingers inside of me, his thumb swirling around my clit in a slow, sensual movement. I whimpered, parting my thighs further apart for him.
“Atta girl,” he rumbled in praise, parting our lips. He knelt on the floor in front of me and shoved my thighs so far apart that it hurt, but then, he lapped at my slit, flicking his tongue over my clit before sliding his tongue in my cunt.
I tangled my fingers in his hair, riding his face as he ate me out. I was quickly floating to cloud nine, but then, he stood back up. I stared at him in disbelief, but when he slid inside of me, I was lost. My head fell back on my shoulders as I clutched at his sides.
His hands ran over my body as he began to fuck me, slowly increasing his pace until it felt like he was bruising my insides.
“Yes,” I mewled, my tongue running over his chest. His hand fisted in my hair, yanking my head back. His lips covered mine.
“Your pussy is so greedy,” he rasped.
I moaned at his words, digging my nails into his skin. “More,” I whimpered. “Ryker, I need—”
He grabbed a knife from the counter. My pussy clenched his cock at the sight of it, and he growled, slowing his pace as I came around him, drenching his shaft.
“Such a greedy cunt,” he mused. He brought the tip of the knife to my thigh, digging the tip in. My body jerked, and I moaned, thrusting my chest out. I watched as he carved his initials into my thigh, forever marking my body as his.
And I didn’t give a fuck.
Then, he smeared my blood over my thigh and stomach before pounding into me. I lost my grip on the counter and fell back, letting him do whatever he wanted to me.
“Mine,” he growled down at me.
I nodded, words currently lost to me. He gripped the fresh cut of his initials. I gasped, pain momentarily blinding me, yet sending me toppling over the edge, a cry ripping from my lips. “Words, little star.” He leaned over me, his eyes boring into mine. “Who the fuck do you belong to?”
“You,” I gasped. “I belong to you.”
He rubbed my clit. “Good girl, little star. Come for me.”
My entire world fucking shattered as I milked his cock.
