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If there was a hell, I was going to it. It wasn’t right to lie to a person so they’d feel better about having sex. But I had. Master Carmelo never said anything about a curse or having trouble conceiving. He said he couldn’t have children anymore, but he hadn’t elaborated on why. I lied to Aimon, and there was nothing I could do to take it back. I couldn’t. Not if I wanted to get out of here.
“This feels like a dream. Like…” Aimon wasn’t getting many words out. We were kissing nonstop, and neither of us were having any luck completing sentences. Not that I could coherently make one with how turned on I was. Aimon was a God in the dick department. The way he fit inside of me was almost an instant orgasm. Each inch stretched me wider, and I couldn’t get enough.
“You’re so wet. Fuck. I want to taste you. I want you spread wide so I can bury my tongue inside of you. Damn these cuffs.”
His thrash against the restraint was just a speed bump in my thoughts. It happened, and we continued to kiss. I rotated my hips and didn’t slow as my orgasm continued to build. As greedy as it was, my focus was primarily on my needs. My thoughts wouldn’t have it any other way. If guilt did appear, it was fleeting to the sensations firing throughout my body.
“Just like that. Just…like…” The moaning against my lips sent a vibration straight to my clit. Aimon’s fingers dropped and dug into my ass, rocking me faster. My voice filled the room, but I barely heard it. He was slamming himself into me, sinking his teeth into my chest with just enough force to send my world toppling through the oblivion. Pain flared and my orgasm tore through my body without warning. I screamed, trembling and shaking through the spasms.
“Yes. Fuck, yes.” His mouth moved up, sucking against my neck as my body went limp in his hold. He slowed, grinding himself into me as he held tightly. For a moment, I could almost pretend this was consensual on both of our parts. The chemistry was obviously there, but was it, really? Was I even here right now? I was in my right mind; I was out. I was happy; I was…aware. But I needed more.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, whimpering in bliss as my nipples rubbed against his chest. Sensitivity made me soar. I was suddenly moving on my own again, riding him faster as if I couldn’t get enough. I truly couldn’t. I could feel myself already building again as his cock thickened inside of me.
“I think I could fuck you all night. Fuck…you…Fuck these chains. I want on top. I want you on your knees so I can really make you scream. I want to fuck myself into you until I can’t leave. I want to stay there. Stay…here.” Aimon’s eyes squeezed shut. My lips pressed into his and he bit my bottom lip hard, raking his teeth down my chin before pulling back to look at me. “Lies. You know I’m lying to you, right? I don’t mean it. I…love fucking you though. God, I can’t shut up.”
“Please, do.”
“I don’t think I like you very much, Fay. I do, but I think I also want to spank the hell out of your ass.”
“Stop talking. I’m so close.”
“God, don’t come again yet. I’m not ready. I—” A low sound left him as I sunk deeper down his length and pressed my fingertips to my clit. The pressure over the sensitive nerves combined with the thrusts had me crying out as my entire body locked up from the waves of pleasure. One after one, I came undone, but I didn’t get to bask in it for long.
“Jesus. Fuck. No. Wait. No. Fuck.” Pressure from his hands tried to pull me up and off, but I held firmly around his neck, locking my feet underneath his thighs so that I wouldn’t be budged. His loud growl mingled with a moan, but it wasn’t inviting. Cum shot deep inside me, one shot after the next, prolonging my own orgasm. I kept myself there like a lock, clinging to him through my spasms until the pain from his fingers became unbearable.
“You didn’t. You…You fucking…bitch. Get. Off!”
The cold, green eyes that bore into mine from only inches away held more rage than I’d ever seen in my lifetime. It stopped my world, breaking through the veil of right and wrong, and leaving me feeling more shame than I could stomach. Reality sobered me, waking me from the fog I was stumbling around in. Hate. It was all over his face, and I deserved it. Despite being terrified, I managed to scramble off his lap as the tears fell. My mother. An heir…no…too impersonal. This was a baby we were talking about here. Mine and Aimon’s baby. This was real. This wasn’t a dream. What the hell had I done?
“Bitch. Fucking…Cunt. I can’t believe…I never thought.” He gave a hard shake. “How could you do that? How could…? Why did we just do that!”
“I d-don’t know. I.” I swallowed back the bile as my mother lying in her hospital bed flashed in my thoughts. I was going to be ill. I was going to… “I’m sorry. Oh my God. I—” I gagged, holding to my mouth.
“Not as sorry as you’ll be if anything comes from that. Do you hear me? Do you fucking hear me?”
“Thomas!”
I was yelling, and it was full of terror. Of confusion for what I’d just done. I still couldn’t think, and my body was pulsing and tingling again as I managed to grab the robe and make it to the door. “Thomas! Thomas!”
“I hope that fucking curse is real. I can’t believe we did that. That you did that.” Aimon shook his head, again, pressing his eyes shut. “It better be real. What just happened will never happen again. Not with you. Not with anyone. God, I could fucking kill you right now. I can’t believe you did that. This is madness. This is—”
I didn’t dare face him as he grew quiet. I fixed the robe, continuing to pound on the door. I couldn’t stand. I still felt like I was rocking against Aimon. His fingerprints were still gripping into my ass, moving me faster. Moving me…
An ocean of need hit as my fist banged into the door. An orgasm was coming again. It was coming and I wasn’t even sure if I could stop it. Aimon or no Aimon, my body didn’t care.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
“Thomas, it’s done! Let me out of here right now! Thomas? Parker!”
“You understand what you just did, right? I know you know. Fayette. You do, right? Oh, God. This isn’t happening. I’m sorry. No! Fay, come here. Let’s talk about this. If you come closer…” A frustrated yell left him, and I knew his struggle. He was no better off than I was. One minute was truth, the other was an uncontrollable lie. A need we couldn’t control.
“Thomas, open the door!”
“You can ignore me all you want, but whether they let you out of this room or not, you can’t escape me now. What you did was the lowest of the low. You stole from me. You turned something consensual into something forced. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so dirty in my life.”
