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Part of me wanted to stop him and demand answers. I should. I should scream and shout. I should call him a monster for what he did to me. How dare he have sex with me and not let me know. He crossed a line!
And yet, it was a line that I deep down had wanted crossed. And I wanted it crossed again, and again, and again.
I wanted him to fuck me until I was raw like all those times before.
I wanted to run, for him to chase me, and for my Heathen to come.
His cock throbbed inside me as he fucked me hard.
I reached up and grabbed the back of his head, pulling him down for a searing kiss.
He fucked me with the same intensity I kissed him with, like we were both trying to devour the other.
I felt the familiar tightening of my cunt walls. My breaths coming out in short gasps. My thighs were sweaty, and I felt my pussy drenching him with my desire.
“You want to come, baby girl?” he asked in a throaty low voice.
I nodded into his ear, bringing my tongue out to lick.
“Say it.”
My eyes rolled back into my head as I felt his hand squeeze my ass. “I want to come. Please.”
He pulled my hips back to meet his thrusts, digging his fingers into my flesh. “Come for me. Now.”
My orgasm washed over me, and I screamed out in pleasure. My walls gripped and released, squeezing him tightly.
His cock throbbed and he roared into my ear. His hands coming up to cup my face as his lips found mine.
He kissed me like we were lovers.
Like we had been together for years.
I felt him releasing inside of me, and in my weakened state I felt my own emotions bubbling up.
He pulled out of me slowly and turned my body around to face him.
“Stay with me?” he asked, and I nodded. I didn’t know how or why I just knew it was what I needed.
Locke took me to the bathroom and showered me, washing me as tenderly as he could.
This was so different than when he had left me those times before on the cold ground… alone.
My Heathen was a man tonight.
He didn’t fuck me like a monster. He fucked me with passion and care.
He dried me off and walked me into his room and pulled me down on the bed with him.
“Sleep,” he said as he pulled me into his arms.
I wanted to feel safe with him.
I wanted to belong to him.
I knew it was insane. How could I feel anything but rage. I knew his secret. I knew what he had done.
But I didn’t want to tell him.
