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I shake my head, then remember I’m supposed to use my words.
“No, sir.”
“Do you want to be?”
The vibration feels so good that when his fingers press to my tight hole, it's euphoric. I rated anal as a maybe, but right now I feel like I should be giving it a bright fucking green light because I want nothing more than for him to sink his fingers deep inside me.
“Yes, Daddy, please…”
I remember a time where I thought begging would make me feel weak. Yet, the sound that comes from his mouth in response to my submission, makes me feel like I’m the one that holds all the power.
Two fingers slide slowly into my ass, torturing me with the promise of bliss. But once he starts moving them, I swear I never even knew what a real orgasm was until now.
A cry escapes my lips as I come, clenching his fingers in a way I didn’t even know was possible. He curses behind me and as I come down, the vibrations feel too intense on my sensitive nub. I try to wiggle away from it, but it’s no use. Whatever he did with those ropes has this device securely tethered to my clit.
“You wanted to be punished, baby girl. So, take it.” Alexi says, as I feel his cock line up with my ass.
Part of me wants to call it, to tap out now so that nemesis of mine that seems to leave me sore and craving more all at once will be powered down. But as Alexi pushes the head of his dick into my ass, I forget all thoughts of a safe word and fall into bliss again.
“Shit, baby girl, I knew you could take me,” he says as he slides another inch in. My head is swimming, like I’m under water, but my body is caught up in so much pleasure I can’t tell if I’m laying on a bed or floating.
I suck in a sharp breath as he pushes all the way in; I feel so full I could scream. It’s utter bliss. My eyes nearly roll into the back of my head as he starts up a slow rhythm.
“Such a good girl for Daddy, letting me fuck your ass. You won’t forget my name ever again, will you Princess?”
“Never,” I pant, so close to another orgasm I could scream.
He wraps his arm around me and clicks a button on the vibrator, making the vibrations pulse instead of a steady thrum. The moments of silence between each rumble have me on edge, bringing me closer and closer.
“You want me to come inside this ass? Mark every hole of yours as mine?”
“Daddy!” I scream as his filthy words send me over the edge just as I feel him coming inside of me, his pulsating shaft in my ass satisfying a part of me I didn’t know I needed. My nipples feel numb until his hand trails up and pinches one, and I swear the orgasm doubles in intensity.
“Fuck, fuck,” Alexi pants as he finishes inside me.
My body falls to the bed, no strength left to hold me up. Every muscle feels worn and satiated at the same time. I take a deep breath, and for the first time in a long time, I feel like my lungs fully inflate. I’m left feeling whole, swimming in utter peace.
???
After getting cleaned up and taking a very long nap together, I wake up in the arms of my dark angel. His black hair is longer now, falling into his face as he sleeps. It’s the most peaceful I’ve ever seen him, and I find myself holding my breath because I don’t want to wake him.
These past two weeks have taken a toll on all of us. Now that we're creating a plan for revenge, I have a feeling these small moments of stealing peace in each other's arms will become fewer and farther between.
I brush his hair back and bright blue, sleep dazed eyes slowly blink at me. I swear his eyes are like an ocean, one I’d gladly let drown me. We don’t speak for a while, just stare at each other and let the peace settle into our hearts while we can.
He touches his forehead to mine and I wrap my hand around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. It’s slow and says all the things we want to say but don’t have the words for. We separate and he rolls over to check the time. His posture stiffens, making my brows pinch in concern.
“What’s wrong?” I ask him softly.
“I have a video call with Dr. K in an hour.”
The way Damien spoke about her makes me consider talking to her, but Alexi’s posture forces me to reconsider. If she helps him, why is he so tense?
“Would you…” he trails off, seeming to think better of finishing his question. I push myself to sit up and look at him.
“Would I what?”
He shakes his head at me, but I meant it before when I said he can talk to me about these things.
