Page 79 of Captive Ruin

Plenty of bite still in her tone. It almost makes me smile.

“I wouldn’t know. No one’s ever lubed my ass in preparation for fucking it.”

She lets out a little squeak like she’s not fast enough to control it, but when she turns her head, the fire is back in her eyes. “That’s very difficult to believe.”

Her retort pulls a chuckle from me. “You really do have a provocative mouth, don’t you? Maybe I should fuck that, too.”

She turns her head away. “You always do what you want.”

“That’s because you’re mine.”

“Saying it doesn’t make it so.”

I squeeze out a third of the bottle, coating her ass in the oil, then toss it on the bed, leaning over her until my lips are against her ear. “Was that a challenge?”

For a moment, her bravado retreats, and she bites at her lip. Then she scowls, coming back as strong as before. “You can do whatever you want, but you won’t break me.”

I fucking adore her spirit. She’s perfect for me, in every way.

“Break you?” I echo, pushing two fingers inside her and feeling her stretch to accommodate them. She goes rigid beneath me, then softens around them. “I don’t want to break you.”

Her voice is breathy as she replies. “You won’t—”

“Fuck you? Yes.” I move closer, my lips by her ear. “Ruin you? Make you squirm and beg?” She responds to my whispered words, her pussy clenching around my fingers as she lets slip a soft whimper. “But I won’t break you, Little Stray. You’re too strong.”

Her arms twitch as she tightens her grip on the bars, her knuckles white, her back rising and falling as she takes rapid breaths. She doesn’t reply.

Maybe my words are enough for her, for now.

Slipping my fingers from within her, I suck them clean. She turns her head to watch, eyes wide and cheeks flushed red. I climb onto the bed, straddling her thighs, and let my cock rest against her ass, heavy and hard. I pick up the bottle and squirt more oil out, coating us both.

She takes in a shuddering breath, releasing it slowly. “Please… don’t fuck my ass.” It’s almost a whisper.

The spike of my arousal is so sharp, it steals my breath. I close my eyes, steadying myself. Hearing her plead with me like that? How much did that cost her?

It shouldn’t affect me as much as it does.

Fuck, but I want to hear her beg. I want her to whimper my name, beg to come around my cock, give me that involuntary, whispered plea again.

“It’s a punishment,” I remind her when I can speak. My voice still comes out husky.

“You could… punish me another way,” she says softly, almost plaintive.

Damn, she’s practically offering. I’m tempted to have her list all the things she’d do instead, to see what her imagination would come up with. But I’m too impatient. I want to be inside her.

I rub my cock between her cheeks, spreading the oil around, enjoying the glide against her soft, intimate skin. “I was always going to take your ass. It’s the one hole I haven’t yet claimed.”

She gives a small cry, quickly muffled against her arm. But she doesn’t try to squirm away or buck me off.

My Little Stray is so brave.

“I’ll be gentle,” I tell her.

“Whatever.”

I can’t help the soft laugh that escapes. Even now, she’s pushing. Would she rather I wasn’t gentle? Does she want it rough? “As you wish.”

Pressing the head of myself against her anus, I lean my weight into it. Yet it still takes effort before the head of my cock forces its way past the ring of muscle around her entrance. Her gasp is pained, her arms trembling as she braces herself. Inside, she’s warm, silky, and tighter than I could’ve dreamed.