Page 51 of Alice in Chains


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“I do fucking care!” I leapt off the bed, running a hand through my hair, struggling with all the emotions that flooded my soul. “I’ve never cared about anyone as much as I do about you right now!”

Not even my Katrina.

“Bullshit! You’re full of shit! I’ll never love you! I can never love someone I don’t trust!”

She struggled against her chains and I was lost for a moment before I realized nothing that she was yelling was true. She was hurt. The pain in her eyes mirrored her tortured soul.

“That’s the pain talking, Alice,” I whispered, unsure if she heard me.

I watched with eagerness as her body twisted and turned against her restraints, pulling with desperation. This wasn’t a fight against me as much as it was against her confinement. I knew that now. She longed to be free and I would allow it very soon. I would release her, beautiful tormented creature that she was, and hope that with time she would find her way back to me.

I slowly reached down to my groin, stroking myself as I watched the fight leave her body and the truth register in those big blue eyes. Suddenly, she stopped, her eyes staring up at me as I removed my belt, tearing off my shirt and ripping down my zipper. She gasped at the sight of my tattoos that ran along both sides of my torso and coated my arms. I could see the desire filling her eyes as goosebumps rolled across her flesh. She didn’t hide her arousal too well.

Alice wanted to fight me, then fine, but she was well aware she wasn’t going to win. My hand dipped into the front pocket of my trousers as I retrieved what I’d kept hidden from her all this time, placing the metal between my teeth, and discarding the rest of my clothes.

I crawled back up on the bed, the keys to her chains in my mouth. I couldn’t lose those. I needed them to negotiate. And sure enough, so did she. Her eyes focused on the keys as I dropped them into my hand and placed them on the pillow beside her head. She turned to look at them as I leaned in and kissed her neck, nibbling on her earlobe as her body undulated against mine, her hips moving in tandem with my own. Her breasts dragged up along my bare chest and made me growl in her ear. Her shudder told me she wanted this desperately.

“I’m your savior, Alice. I’m the only one with the power to release you.”

Her head shifted towards mine and we both stared at one another in silence. Her eyes shone in the moonlight, terrified and full of lust. I leaned down and nuzzled her nose to mine, placing a soft kiss on the tip.

“Do you want me?” I murmured against her lips.

Please say yes.

“Not like this,” she whispered.

“Does it matter? It’s the only way, my sweet Alice. You and me, we’re meant to be together.”

She exhaled a sharp breath as I slid my cock along her wet slit. I groaned in ecstasy at the feel of her soft velvet heat as it stroked my hard shaft.

“I don’t want it likethis. Not with you.”

I looked at her then, my mind struggling to grasp her words. The deep fog didn’t want me to understand her, it just wanted me to take her. My body fought her refusal as my mind rebelled.

“Don’t Zachary, please.”

I frowned, knowing her pleas weren’t going to dampen my need. It was too powerful, too consuming. “Stop fighting, my sweet.” I shifted my weight and dragged my cock through her wet folds as I panted heavily with desire and lust. Her lips said no but her eyes begged me to see beyond the barrier, the hurt, and the trauma of her time in Wonderland. She didn’t know how to consent without giving up who she was. I’d show her, prove to her that this was right between us.

Her knees parted for me as she realized I was right, and her lips opened in a soft mewl as I slid into her inch by inch.

“I want to dwell in your darkness, Alice.”

“Noooo,” she moaned as she spread wider, lifting her hips to take my entire length in deeper. I stilled inside of her, closing my eyes, my muscles straining as I relished the feel of her pussy pulsing around my girth.

“Alice,” I groaned, “I need you. I always have, since the day we met.”

Her hips moved involuntarily, grinding up and down into the mattress, fucking my dick slowly as she took control.

She shook her head from left to right as a tear escaped her cheek, yet she didn’t stop swiveling her hips as she fucked herself on my length. I awaited the moment when she would say the truth of her heart. She was mine, and she damn well knew it.

“This is our moment, Alice. Enjoy it,” I begged, unable to resist cupping her soft cheek in my palm as I leaned in and pressed the softest of kisses against her lips. Our breath combined as we seemed to breathe at the same time, giving and taking as our souls merged in a delicate and sinful dance of pure seduction and bliss.

I started to thrust, making slow and steady strokes that had her panting with desire. Her moans reverberated against my chest, getting lost in the padded walls of the room. Only they would know our deep desire. The only witness to our mutual submission.

“Zachary,” she hissed, her breaths coming out in shivering exhales that had my cock twitching inside of her. “Harder,” she whispered in my ear before her teeth nibbled on the lobe.

I pushed back, grinding my groin into hers, watching how my cock slid in and out of her eager pussy. My eyes trailed down her body, locking on the spot where her hands remained chained to the railings. Leaning forward, she watched closely as I undid one restraint, and then the other. The chains fell away, rattling against the floor where they clattered to a stop. Sucking in a breath I waited, expecting her to run, but she simply stared up and into my eyes. I dropped back over her, bringing her wrists up to my lips as I kissed the marks left behind and then shoved them gently above her head, pinning her to the mattress.

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