Captive to the Dark (12 page)

“I will not.”

Slade’s hand left my pussy and I was pinned into the counter again. The click of the knife had me jerking against his hold. “Perhaps we’ll play a little game. Every time I ask and you deny me, I’ll break the skin. What do you think?”

“No.” My fingers dug into his arm more.

“No?” The blade traveled down the side of my neck until it made its way across my shoulder. I watched, waiting for him to apply pressure. The tip stopped at my inner elbow. “Let me taste you. Just once. Say you’re mine.”

It was a lose-lose situation. If I said I was his, I lost. If I didn’t, he was going to poke that tip right into my arm. I truly didn’t mind so much. The more it scraped against my skin, the more I wanted the sting it would bring. But that’s what he wanted. Therefore, my mission was to keep him from obtaining the most pleasure. The question was, which one would satisfy him the most? The battle was short lived. 

“I belong to me.”

Blood pooled over the blade and he jerked my arm up to meet his mouth. The suction and pull on my vein had my knees growing weak from desire. In the distance I heard the knife close in his hand, but I saw nothing but the image of his body looming over me as he pushed his cock in deep. Dammit, I wanted him inside me so much I couldn’t even think straight.

The weight of my arm had it falling and I’d only just realized he wasn’t holding it anymore. How long had I been free and subconsciously leaving my arm up before it’d lowered? Embarrassment heated my skin. Slade watched me, his face still unreadable, but I knew he could tell how much I wanted this.

“Let go of me. You got what you wanted.” My ass pushed back and the thickness of his hard length was all too noticeable.

Slade gripped my breast, squeezing my already hard nipple between his thumb and index finger. “I’m far from getting what I want. You have no idea.” Anger filled his face and he stepped back, ripping my pants down. “This is what calls to me.” Pressure cupped my pussy and his finger slid in deep, hitting my wall. “Fuck, I think it’s going to drive me crazy if I don’t have it soon.” Another joined and I cried out as he picked me up, holding me to him while he strode to the bed. The moment we came to the side, he dropped me to the mattress.

“How much longer?” The way he loomed over with his shoulders rising and falling made me feel small. He looked like a beast ready to devour me…and I wanted the ravaging.

“You can’t have my virginity.”

The weight of his body was suddenly pinning me down. His powerful thighs wedged mine apart and his cock rubbed along my slit, nudging into my entrance the tiniest amount. “You feel that, Mary? My cock wants to slide deep in your pussy. You want it. I know you do.” Slade’s eyes moved down to glance at his name across my chest, lifting just as fast.

“You know nothing. I don’t. I’ll never give it away.”
Lie.
God, how I couldn’t wait for him to fill me with every inch. It’d feel so good. I knew it would. My arms pushed into the one he’d used to hold me down. I didn’t even budge him, but it gave me the excuse to move my pussy against his long length. The wetness helped me slide along the underside perfectly. Slade let out a deep sound, giving me satisfaction.

“Mary.” My name left him in a moan. We moved against each other in a fevered pace, needing something only the two of us could give. The muscles in Slade’s arms flexed while he lowered himself even more. The kiss he meant to give landed on my cheek. He was quick to bring my face back to him. The smile that met my returned gaze was full of challenge. His fingers slid down and gripped my throat, but never applied pressure. “You fucking love this.”

I did. No question about it. There was no way I was going to tell him that though. Instead, I’d go after what I wanted. “Take me to San Francisco with you. I know that’s where you’re going. Please? I’ll be good. I promise not to run. I wouldn’t do that to Lily. Please?”

“Is that what this is about? You’re throwing a tantrum, withholding what belongs to me, because you’re not getting your way?”

“I don’t want to stay if you’re not going to be here. I don’t trust anyone in this house.”

A look of astonishment flashed. “And you trust
me
? I’m the last person you should put your faith in. If anything, you’re safer with me being gone. You don’t know how much I want to hurt you.”

I closed my eyes, feeling my body move against him again. “Please. Take me and I’ll say it right now.”

Slade made a sound and let go of my hands. They settled on the sides of my face. “Give me everything. All of you. You’ll never leave my side again, if that’s what you want.”

“Damn you.” My hands wedged between his arms, trying my best to pry them of my face. “My virginity is not a bargaining chip. You might as well have offered me a million dollars. That’s how insulting your words are.”

“A million?” He laughed. “I’d give you twenty. Thirty. Fifty.”

“You’re such a bastard.” I shook my head, appalled.

“Never forget it, baby. The good thing is, I’m not going to pay. You’re going to give it to me freely. Proudly.”

It was my turn to laugh. “Never.”

“We’ll see. Now stop arguing.” His hands grabbed my wrists, locking them into the handcuffs. I didn’t even put up much of a fight. There was no use. My body wanted him.

“Spread wide and let me taste what I own.”

Just at the thought of him licking against me again, I opened for him. Tingling was already taking over my clit and it was impossible to stay still. Even after him being an ass, I was still his whore. God, I was.

“That’s my girl. You’ll admit what’s mine when you want my face buried between your legs. So, say it. Who owns you?” The growth on his cheeks rubbed against my stomach while he continued to lower. I opened my mouth and he shook his head. “Say it the first time and you might get a reward. If you deny me, all you’ll get is left here for the night by yourself.”

Figured he’d give me an ultimatum like that. “You do.”

“I do what?” He sunk his teeth into my stomach, possessively.

“You own me. Now just…” I wiggled, trying to get him to move down. I didn’t want him to talk. He did much better things with his mouth than speak.

Wetness from his tongue swirled down to my thighs. Sensitivity from the tender spots where I was bruised had me clenching my fists. I welcomed the alarms that went off, wondering if he was going to bite me again. But he didn’t. Slade’s hands pushed my legs impossibly wider until my muscles screamed. The first brush of his tongue down my folds was like heaven. How had I been without this for all these years? It didn’t seem possible. And, yet, I was glad Slade was the one who’d been my first. He knew what he was doing, and that made all the difference.

Moans poured from my mouth while I moved my hips to get his tongue closer to my opening. Pressure from his hands held me still. Over and over he avoided my slit. All I wanted him to do was make contact with either my clit or my pussy. Neither of which he did.

“Slade.” Fingers pushed down hard, to the point of pain. Wetness glistened on his face as he lifted his head.

“I’m not Slade. When you spread your legs and said I was yours, I became your master.” The gray of his eyes all but disappeared as he narrowed them. “Say it, slave.”

The name had so many impacts on me that I was left speechless.

“Now.” He spun me over, lifting my hips until they were high in the air. The spanking sent fire across one side of my ass. A cross between a moan and cry slipped out before I could stop it. I didn’t want to show how much he turned me on. Yet, the word slave still bounced around in my head. I knew it was what I was now. At least until Lily was back. Still, I wasn’t sure I liked it.

Again, a blaze of heat surfaced at his slap. “Master. Please.” There. I’d said it. The title wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be, coming out.

“Mmm. Yes,” he said, softly. The bed moved and this tongue licked over my opening. “Good girl. You’re getting better. Master is going to take good care of this pussy now.”

Metal pushed into my wrists and I let them. The pleasure coursing through me was too good to disturb. Places tightened in my stomach that I didn’t even know existed. I rocked back, pushing Slade’s tongue deeper, and he let me. Little sucks here and there had me going faster. I needed more. Needed… Fuck, I needed him in a way I couldn’t even put into words. A missing piece had my sounds growing pain ridden. My face turned into the mattress, only to face back outward. It was killing me.

“I need…” My scream echoed through the room and I couldn’t help but want to do it again. “Please.” What I was begging for was beyond me. Release? Fulfillment in something that I wasn’t even sure of?

“You need my cock, is what it is.”

“No,” I sobbed.

His finger rubbed over my clit and I pushed back.

“Then this.” Pressure pushed into my back entrance and I groaned. It wasn’t the same. I didn’t want that. I needed that missing part of the puzzle that had appeared the moment I let him breach my pussy. There was always a reason I never let anyone touch. This had to have been why. The cravings to be suddenly filled were too powerful. Too agonizing not to satisfy.

“You’re so fucking swollen, slave. You may not want my cock here, but your pussy does. Such a pretty little pussy.” The gentle slap against the outside had me pulling at the handcuffs. It’d felt too good. The smallest sting that raced pleasure to my core. I wanted it again, and again, until I was coming all over his hand.

“More,” I begged. My voice was so different, I almost didn’t recognize it.

The wet contact he made, again, only drove me crazier. I bit into my lip, tasting blood wash over my tongue. So that’s what Slade enjoyed sampling. The metallic taste opened my senses. I’d never been into blood before. Not actually tasting it. But memories of biting Slade had me wanting to do it again. To have him take me over like before. We’d wear each other’s imprints, basking in the private knowledge that our beasts had found solace in marking each other.

“The day I have your pussy will be a day I’ll never forget. Such a gift.” My folds were sucked into his mouth and my eyes rolled from the pleasure. Once he started, his tongue was all over. Licking my clit, pushing into my opening, even tracing my back entrance.  I moved against him like I was possessed. Controlled by him, completely.

Slade shifted and moved to grab the lube. My eyes could barely open as he positioned himself behind me. The tip of his cock made a path from my clit, pausing at my pussy. The thick head rubbed over my opening and I wanted so badly for him to try to ease in. Even if just a little.

“You like that. Even now you’re getting so much more wet. Fuck. I bet I could make you come without even taking your virginity.”

“How so?” I knew, but I wanted him to show me. Fill me as much as he could without taking what I held dear. To let Slade even try was putting a lot of trust in him, but I was willing to do that.

Fingers clutched to my hips, hard. “Don’t you dare move. Do you understand?”

My heart exploded. He was going to do it. Fuck, I could have an orgasm just imagining it. “Yes. I understand…Master.”

Lube poured over my ass and ran down to where we were touching. He pulled back, rubbing the liquid into my back entrance. It confused me, but I kept still. At his arm wrapping around my stomach, I felt his strength. He held me like a safety belt on lock. I wasn’t going anywhere, even if I wanted to. With his other hand, he held his cock, moving it just over my pussy.

My eyes closed and I knew why he kept me still. The urge to push back was automatic. Stretching as he eased the very tip of his thick head inside was a combination of burning and an insatiable need for more. Slade pulled out, moving to slide over my clit. He eased back up, and pushed in again, moaning as he entered a little deeper. The sounds that left him were the sexiest thing I had ever heard in my life.

The tip of his finger pushed into my ass and I suddenly realized why he’d applied the lube. Fog settled over me and I was lost to him. He could have entered my pussy fully and I wouldn’t have regretted it. Instead, he continued to thrust in the smallest fraction of what we wanted while fingering my ass as much as he could.

Tightening clutched in my core and I tried my hardest to bring him in deeper. My movements finally won and the slight pain of him hitting my wall sent me into spasms. I knew he didn’t breach it, but fuck, I almost wish he’d had.

“Oh…shit.” His hand slapped against my ass with such force, it only made me come harder. “You’re so damn tight. It feels good. Too good.” He pulled out as I drifted back to reality. My body was limp, but he didn’t hesitate to flip me on my back. “I’m going to fuck your mouth now, and when I come, you’re going to take it all. Not one drop better escape those lips of yours.” Slade went to straddle my chest and paused at seeing his name. A slight smile flashed for a moment before he came up beside me, lifting my head. 

I didn’t hesitate to sweep my tongue over the pre-cum beginning to bead at his tip. Fingers gripped in my hair a he led himself deep into my mouth, almost gagging me. My eyes came up and he gripped my hair harder, keeping himself heavy on my tongue.

“Just like that, slave. Don’t take your eyes off of me. What I’m about to do is for me. Not you. There are many forms of choking and I don’t need my hand to take away your air supply. You
are
going to gag, but you’re going to suck it up and take it.”

Why his words turned me on all over again, I didn’t know. All I could do was slightly nod while I kept my stare where it was intended. Slade led me forward and that time I did gag, but I obeyed and breathed in and out through my nose, slowly, recovering just as he brought himself deep into me again. I continued to take slow breaths while he pushed to the back of my throat. The thrusts got faster. Harder. And not once did I try to pull away. I let him use me the most he could.

“You are so mine. My little sex slave to do as I wish.” He reached down and made a path with his fingertips right above his name. The action caused his eyes to close. “Fuck, yes.” My nipple was rolled between his fingers and the moan I let out had him looking back down at me again. Slade filled my throat, holding my head immobile. Oxygen was impossible to get. My hands gripped the bars on his headboard and just when I thought I’d have to try to pull back, he eased out. “Good girl. I’m so fucking proud of you.” The thrusts continued and my cheeks burned as much as my throat, but I knew the moment he was close. His cock barely fit in my mouth he swelled so big. Pain tore at my scalp at his tightening fist. The thrust went wild and just when his thick tip rested on my tongue, I tasted his male saltiness. I sucked him deeper, wanting more.