Page 87 of Rule the Roost


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All I could do for the longest time is babble incoherently. Finally, I whispered, “Whatever you like, Sir.”

Rick’s laughter was music, even if it was a menacing melody. He was enjoying himself, and that was all that was needed for me to feel total bliss. His laughter told me everything I needed to know.

No longer hesitant, Rick pushed inside me roughly, then came back down over me to kiss the back of my neck. “Feels good inside you, Kanan. From the first time, it felt so right, like it was where I belonged all my life.”

The tears couldn’t stop coming as I heard his words, and they touched my heart. “I’m just glad I please you.”

“You do. In every single way, Kanan.”

That was the last of the softness. He started to fuck me, and all the while, he held my head to the mattress, pushing it as he pounded me, growling to me how good it felt in my ass, how much he loved hurting me, and how he’d spend the rest of the night, taking care of me.

He was in control of every aspect of life. Really, he should need to give that up for a while, becoming a submissive, but when he said how he wanted to take care of me, I knew. It was Rick, the caretaker, the father, the husband, the partner, the mayor, the CEO, the head of the home. He was all things to all the people in his life because he’d placed himself there, or had been placed, and he needed it. One day, maybe, he’ll need to let that control go.

My hair was in his fist as he fucked me, the strap came down across my back, his cock meeting my prostate with every rough trust. Once the strap was gone, he leaned to start biting again, pushing my fists into my back as he pressed on them. Discomfort, pain, all of it was overwhelmed by the intense sexual gratification Rick was delivering to me. I barely felt the rest, even as his teeth sunk into my flesh.

I wanted to come but wouldn’t dare ask. It was Rick’s pleasure that I wanted, and if he could use my body for his purposes, that was all I truly needed.

When Rick did come, my head was pressed even harder into the mattress, and I lay as still as possible until he finished. My hands were unbound, I was gently turned over onto my bruised back and Rick’s eyes glistened as he stared down at me in the dim light.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m good, Sir. I’m fine, please, don’t worry.”

He got down beside me and kissed me softly. “Was I too rough?”

“No, Sir.”

“Fuck that sir stuff. It’s me now. Oh! Kama.”

I laughed joyfully, as it bubbled up from deep in my chest. “I loved it, Rick. Stop worrying.”

“Really?”

As my face was caressed by a loving hand, our eyes locked. “Yeah. I’m great. The two times I thought to safeword, you stopped before I could. You’re very good at this.”

“I was so worried. I kept watching you, and you do give clues. I don’t want to tell you what they are, though.”

“No, don’t. I’d remember and might stop. I can’t believe that. I’ve never had anyone do that. They always wait until I safeword.”

“Kanan, that was intense, and sexy, and you were…damn, if you’re not more beautiful when you’re in pain. I’ve never felt that good in my life sexually.”

I was honest as I told him how I felt the same. Then, I added, “I suppose coming is out of the question.”

“Yes. Sorry, I like…having this power over you.”

“You don’t look sorry,” I whispered, laughing.

“I’m not. This is so hot, I think I’ll keep it going a while. Now, aftercare. Burke stressed that, and even I already knew its importance, he made me go over every detail a bunch of times.”

“He would.”

I was in Rick’s arms the rest of the night, whether he was holding me as he washed off my bruises with a cool cloth, adding salve, or holding a glass of cool water for me to sip. Sometimes, he’d simply kiss me, lingering on my lips to tell me of his love.

I was in heaven in Rick’s arms. The love he had for everything and everyone was magnified in his touches to me, in his words. Being surrounded with that love, it eased so much inside me. All the hurt and loss in my life was somehow being righted.

Losing my parents, I now had the opportunity to become one myself. I lost a man I thought was forever, only to find the one that truly was. I knew I could be wrong about that. I had been wrong about Jeffery, but nothing ever felt as right with Jeffery as it had with Rick.

“I’m starving. I bought some things for us. Can you make it to the kitchen?”

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