Chapter 05

ALEXA

I felt a stinging pain on my ass and yelped in shock, my eyelids fluttered as this most certainly was the last thing I wanted.

Was he going to molest me again?

The question flashed across my mind, the truth was I didn't know if there was a way to react to this man, for at that moment only one thing was certain in my mind he was a devil from the pit of hell.

The tiniest flicker of disdain intertwined with lust passed through his eyes and I knew I was right there In a mess, he looked at me with that same disdainful look.

Whatever emotions I was feeling at that moment, it was hidden by one —pain.

I could tell this had a lot to do with pride, he was such a man that he wouldn't want his ego bruised and yet it looked like I wouldn't want to give myself to if he asked.

Even though it was far, far from the truth, it was sort of admirable and I couldn't help that sick feeling.

It was like I wanted to throw up; it was the only thing I had in me at the moment.

“So, don't just stand there you know what to do.”

He was moody about sex and it left me with many questions.

Was sex meant to be that way?

 It was supposed to be teasing, but as I had come to know the past few days he was not a mere man but a monster when it came down to it .

My thoughts came out more acutely as I realized it bothered me.

"I don't know what to do.” I answered after what seemed like eternity, fidgeting as though he was going to hit me.

He didn't get to hit me, instead he looked deep into my eyes.

Yes, I was that naive.

My mind kept screaming my naivety knowing fully well what was at the back of his mind.

The look he shot at me was warm over my icy heart.

I inhaled, though my lungs refused to accept it. I didn’t know how he did it but he very much made me uncomfortable with many things.

I shut my eyes not wanting to look at him, the noise of his zipper filled the room making sweet harmony with my heart beats.

"Get on your knees, slut!"

Using the words slut did the same damage any of his other words would have done, it wrecked emotionally.

I wondered how he could say something like that as if the intensity of it didn’t bother him a bit, whereas I needed to break eye contact.

“I don’t have all day." He said almost snapping.

I jilted as I looked down and could see his erection, it was frustrating but I knew what he was asking.

Anxiety and so many other acrimonious feelings filled the room. It drifted through the room, hanging above our heads like a lazy breeze unwilling to depart. 

I could feel a painful thud as something touched me deep in the chest.

"I won't ask you again." He spat out, his eyes having those dark edges I so much had come to fear.

He stilled, running a hand across his jaw, as though he’d realized the obvious fact that I was naive.

He glanced my way, gaze lazy as I went down my knees.

I toyed with his manhood for a minute, wondering how it was going to fit into my lips without me gagging.

The frightening thing about it was that I couldn’t tell if he was serious or not about wanting me to stick that Into my mouth.

Having his dick out was enough to express his want, yet a part of me heard the light, teasing tone in his voice while the other replayed him hitting me again and again if I didn't give in to his want.

His stare swept me from head to toe, burning my skin. I took his cock Into my mouth making a pop sound as his eyes met mine.

I looked back up to see the look in his eyes and could see he had it closed, I could only think of one reason for it. A part of me rebuffed the possibility, while the other steadied inside of me—pleasure—I was making this man feel pleasure.

Gripping a handful of my hair like he's a day before, he turned my face till I was looking straight at him.

Feather-light, his hands moved away from gripping my hair till he was rubbing the back of my head making my pulse sparked like lighten.

I could feel my heart beating loudly and racing, it was so loud I was certain he could hear it too, I was overwhelmed by the fear that it might pop out any moment.

I was so tense that it looked like I might stop whatever it was at any moment.

Just when I thought that my heart would stop, I felt the heat and impulses that rolled off his body. Without another thought, l drew my head back and he let me.

He let me move my head away from where he was, and as he came right into my mouth …

I swallowed every bit of it and tried to think through the cloudiness that was right there at the back of my mind.

 I’d told myself I didn't have to deal with him anymore, but yet it was hard to say that a part of me craved for whatever he wanted or gave in a manner that was undeniable.

I hated to admit it, but I wanted this moment more than anything, it was what I had dreamt about those lonely night when I thought of my knight in shining armor—

Though, the truth was, it wasn’t simply about what I wanted anymore, as a matter of fact I didn't think he would care about my wants.

Sensing the pause, that moment where he was trying to gain his lost energy, I tried to gather mine as I pulled myself up to leave.

I was sighing in relief that he was done but just then he grabbed the hem of his shirt and with one swoop pulled it off.

My eyes water.

"No…I am still sore." I tried to plead with him.

Yet it looked as though he was centered on fulfilling his pleasure.

He groaned, and before I could even move away again he latched onto my breast, giving it one slow suck while playing with the other —

Intense pleasure like heat shot between my thighs before pulsing in there again with a hunger that only he could satisfy.

My breasts were bare beneath his hands 

heavy and light so close as he kissed and sucked.

A groan poured out of me when his hand slid further downward on my naked body taking every bit of it like it was his to take.

When a finger pushed inside of me without asking a moan escaped my lips.

His rough hands ran down the length of my spine. 

He fucked me slowly with his fingers in and out, I could feel the pressure building inside of me and could tell that I wasn't going to stay any much longer as he kept violating my pussy further.

My head fell back and my palm came up to his neck, as I pulled him closer to my bosom

I ran my hands down the nape of his neck.

He kissed me and he was no gentle lover, when I tensed, I suddenly realized what this was all about…

He was enjoying every single bit of this sexual punishment…

I received a smack on the back of my ass.

I sense it turning red as I could feel that stinging pain.

A haze had infiltrated my skin, my mind, my self control and its entirety.

The pleasure burned at the corners of my vision. I needed one thing, could think about only it, and right there at that moment it wasn't physically possible to stop at that moment.

He was naked from the waist down at this moment, taking two steps back he sat at the edge of the table.

His legs parted, and I didn’t hesitate to step all the way between them before I hit him angry all over again.

His gaze lifted and his eyes met mine; the fire inside them was fluid and I could see myself being immersed Into the Shadow beneath them.

Our lips were inches apart. Close enough we shared just one air, close enough for him to kiss me and take back my Sanity.

He only had to lift his head to put his

mouth on them, to relieve them of this pressure and hunger that I was feeling.

His fingers grew firmer on my thighs, as he ran his hands through them gripping the flesh, caressing it like a rabid lover.

Something tugged deep in my soul from the inside as the roughness of his

palms burned through my skin. 

Every squeeze sent a thrum between my

legs, settling into an ocean of aching emptiness, my breaths came out ragged and shallow while he remained silent, as though he was immune to this fire as well.

I realized how weak I truly was at this moment, as I succumbed to his touch, body, soul and spirit. 

The truth was that I was sired— because if this man told me to do anything, I would do anything he wanted. But he never did.

He only watched me with a gaze while breathing my air like it was his to take.

“This won't be over soon." he gritted.

He didn’t need to say much for me to understand, I understood what he was talking about just by the mere look of his expressions.

 He looked at my face, but he might as

well have stared at my soul. 

As he did he was sliding in again slowly…

 The air around us began to burn and I inhaled everybit of it.

My stomach tightened as his hands inched beneath again, this time teasing the curve of my cheeks with a touch I was beginning to believe could bring havoc to my sanity as well.

 His palms slid under me and gripped two handfuls of my ass, smacking it as he did .

A throaty sigh escaped as he kneaded the flesh. Tingles, hot liquid pooled between my legs, and my fingers curled in his hair.

He found my love hole again and traced my labia downward.

The movement brushed my clit and sent a sizzling sensation up my spine that almost knocked me off balance. 

When I thought I might fall he grabbed me with his other hand while I found his nape to catch myself to give myself more leverage.

I threw my head back as he let out a 

growl that sounded from deep in his chest. 

My hand dropped away. I didn’t have

the strength to keep up with his touch, or his reaction because his fingers slipped beneath me again, fingering me —His fingers sliding so low they brushed my back entrance before pausing.

 The touch was foreign to me, but I was so hot I found myself rolling my hips for more leverage.

My body hummed in anticipation, but right before he reached where I needed him, he stopped.

I looked at him back away with a wicked smile on his face.

You can't do this!

My brain was screaming right out at him.

He walked away back to where he had tossed his shirt earlier, the look on his face looked like he very much knew what he was doing.

He didn't say a word to me but merely walked toward the door leaving me still breathing heavily as I was still in haze wondering how the last minute had been breathless and how I was so close.

He had to be the most selfish man I had ever come across.

Just when I thought he might slip out of the door, he stopped.

"Get yourself cleaned up, we are going out."

The door slammed behind him.