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I shouldn’t. He was the enemy. A Vakarran and I was just a human. We were sworn adversaries, not lovers, or even friends.
But it felt so good.
But it was so wrong.
Fuck.
His fingers circled my entrance, dipping in shallowly, just enough to tease and make me beg for more. And oh, how I wanted to beg.
But I couldn’t. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I didn’t.
Would I though?
His touch left me then, and the belt struck down again. The sting was like a caress, burning and all-consuming. He whipped me soundly, leaving no section of my ass unpunished. I had no doubt I’d be wearing the stripes from it for several hours.
Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes as I began to lose control to him. I tried to stifle back a sob, but when I failed to do so, I heard him throw the belt to the floor.
He gripped my hair again and harshly whipped my face toward him. His lips descended to capture mine, devouring me completely in that single instance. There was nothing outside our kiss then, just me and him. And it was glorious.
My nipples peaked against the quilt beneath me and my clit pulsed, begging for more, needing more. My body pleaded for it.
His kiss demanded more of me and I reluctantly gave it, his commanding nature intoxicating. I couldn’t help it. I kissed him back and his tongue twirled with mine. My hips rocked back and forth, and I moaned with pleasure.
He let go of my hair and ended the kiss. I whined from the sudden absence of him.
My skin felt electrified, the chemistry between us palpable and I wanted more. He palmed my ass, then spanked it hard. One side, then the other, and the sting mixed into a confusing wave of pleasure and pain. I lifted my ass and he rewarded me with another.
Was that what it was? A reward? A punishment?
I no longer knew. I didn’t really care either.
He climbed on the bed between my legs and I could no longer see him. But I could feel him. He leaned over me and kissed my shoulder, palming my pussy in his hand at the same time. Stroking my clit, circling it, driving me wild with need to the edge and back.
I was so close. I just needed another second, a little bit more pressure and I would come. He had to let me, right?
My skin buzzed with my need, my desire for more. It consumed me.
Only he kept teasing me. Just when I thought I’d come, he’d pull back and I whimper in desperation. I couldn’t take much more without combusting into a million little pieces.
He did it again.
I heard his pants unzip and the heat of his cock rubbed against my wetness. My pussy practically convulsed with want.
He pressed the head against my entrance and then he stopped. He slapped his hands down on my ass and I yelped.
“What do you call me, Alaina?” he questioned.
I knew what he wanted. Would it be so bad? To admit it just this once so I got what I wanted? No one was here outside my captors. They wouldn’t ever need to find out. No one else needed to know. I could plead insanity, Stockholm syndrome or something. No need to suffer when I could make it right with just a simple word. Right?
His cock pushed a little harder. Promising me the world if I would just obey.
Fuck it. My body was making the demands right now. I’d think about the consequences later. I groaned, enjoying the feel of his iron shaft against me. He pulled away, rubbing it up and down my wetness, pressing down hard against my clit.
God. Almost there.
“Say it, human,” he demanded.
“Just fuck me already, Master,” I countered.
