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She craved the bite of his teeth, the prickle of his beard. Her body demanded to be ridden harder and faster, to be taken roughly and left bruised and battered. This sense of helplessness, of being at his mercy, didn’t scare her.
Hedidn’t scare her.
He could take everything, strip her of breath and control, steal sight and sound, and she would submit without hesitation. Because for everything he took, she knew he’d give it back tenfold before he was done.
Another scream ripped out of her, the climax shearing through her like knives, shredding her nervous system into pieces. Her pussy strangled his cock, his curse ringing in her ears. One minute he was in her, the next he was gone, and her inner muscles spasmed uselessly on nothing as pleasure rolled through her in brutal waves.
She felt the plug tug once, twice, before the tight ring of muscles released it.
Fingers found her clit, flicking and teasing, keeping her locked in an endless spiral of spinning bliss as pain dug claws into her asshole. The head of his now-bare cock pried her open more than the plug, then spurts of hot liquid filled her back passage.
Olivia tried to turn her head to see what he was doing, and caught a glimpse of her Dom, gloriously naked with his thick shaft in hand, his head thrown back as he ejaculated into her ass.
Marking her.
Her head thumped back onto the sheets with exhaustion, her body twitching with aftershocks. There was no chance of steadying her breathing or her heartrate, so she just lay there in shock, listening to his predatory grumbles of possession, and basked in her boneless state.
When the painful pressure of his cockhead left her asshole, she collapsed.
“Christ Jesus,” Zeke muttered, gently fondling her butt. “That was unexpected.”
What was more unexpected was the feel of the plug sliding back inside her, sealing his spend in her back passage.
After that, her awareness became vague, as though she existed but didn’t. She sensed his fingers removing the cuffs on her wrists, and the far away motion of her arms being massaged and gently rotated. The same with her ankles and legs, but it was all so distant.
She was floating, drifting, lost in fatigue and the peace of finally belonging.
Something warm was wrapped around her. Hands touched her overly sensitive sex with care, but she just smiled dopily and nodded her head at only God knew what. Time was meaningless, reality a dream, and she loved it.
“There’s a good girl. Head on my shoulder now, that’s it.” Zeke’s voice hummed over her skin, sending shivers down her spine. “Precious girl. Close your eyes and rest, Livvy. Everything’s fine. God, I fuckin’ love you.”
Warmth filled her chest the way it did whenever he told her those words. For so long, she’d feared her love for him would never be reciprocated, that what she felt for him was destined to be her only companion. Memories and longing, dreams and shattered hope.
Knowing he felt the same, feeling the power of it rumble through those words, was more than she’d imagined.
Nuzzling her face into a place where his scent was rich and decadent, she breathed deep and told him how she felt, mumbling it even though it was blatantly clear in her mind.
“Shhhh, Olivia. You did so well. Let me take care of you now.”
Well, who was she to argue?
***
Zeke
Did he not understand the meaning of slow and gentle anymore? Had he lost his comprehension of guiding a novice sub through the ropes of a scene?
Cradling Olivia on his hip like a toddler, Zeke made sure the blanket covered her fully before he flicked the housekeeping switch on beside the door and left the private room. He approved of the new system, especially when it meant spending less time trying to tidy up, and more with his sub in aftercare.
Tonight of all nights, lavishing care and adoration on her was imperative.
How brave she’d been; he was in awe of her. As the noise from below rose and broke into their peaceful bubble, he understood he’d pushed several limits, and wasn’t quite sure what to do about it. The more she responded to his touch, the fiercer his need became until… well, it was the first time he’d cream-pied a sub’s ass without fucking it as the main event.
There was a quake in his muscles telling him to take a break, but until Olivia was snuggled on his lap, those lush lips of hers locked around the rim of a water bottle, and her faculties in order, his own needs would have to wait for attention.
Carrying her around the balcony to the elevator, Zeke pressed the button to go down, pleased when the doors opened immediately. He rested his cheek against her hair as they descended, reminding himself to check the bites he’d left on her shoulder.
She brought out the beast in him, literally.
