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I grip onto him in disbelief, feeling the foreign glide of the smooth glass push inside. My mouth is open, but I can’t even find the words for the whirlwind of emotions I’m feeling right now as Sebastian eases the bottle neck deeper inside me. I’m shocked, and humiliated…
And impossibly turned on.
And maybe I don’t need to say a word. Maybe it’s written all over my face, because Sebastian sounds a cruel laugh, watching me come undone. Obediently accepting everything he’s giving me, my body yielding to the thick intrusion without protest.
“That’s right, my Little Sparrow.” he growls, almost mocking. “Open wide for Daddy. You can take it.”
He brushes his thumb over my clit as the bottle neck twists inside me. I can’t help sounding a cry of pleasure, but the desperate, needy sound is swallowed by his kiss. Cruel and dominating. Demanding my submission.
Still, I fight. I have to. I don’t want to admit what he’s saying is true, so I try to pull away, twist free from his iron-like grip.
Sebastian just fucks me with the bottle, withdrawing it a little, then thrusting it back inside, deeper than ever, the widening curve of the bottle neck stretching me open even thicker than his fingers have gone before.
Oh God.
I stifle a moan. A shudder of pleasure rolls through me, thick and sweet, even as I try to deny it.
I can’t like this, I can’t.
But I do.
The shock and humiliation just spur my pleasure on. Sebastian grips my hair painfully, yanking my head back so he can gorge on my throat, the bottle neck pumping thick inside me, stretching me out, as he grinds his palm against my clit.
“Look at you. Taking whatever I give you like a good fucking girl.” Sebastian growls, thrusting deeper. “Because youlovethe monster inside me. Almost as much as you’ll love it inside of you.”
I cry out, but I refuse to give him what he wants from me.
I refuse to admit the truth.
“No,” I sob, even as my climax starts to gather, sweet as poison in my toes.
“Yes.” Sebastian suddenly slows, the bottle neck barely moving inside me. “Admit it. Now.”
Fuck. I try to arch my hips, seeking out more friction, but he easily stops me, pinning me in place. I let out a desperate groan.
“If you want it, beg for it,” Sebastian demands. “Beg this monster to get you off. Beg me to give this sweet cunt what it’s craving.”
No.
I feel tears of shame prick in the corner of my eyes. How can he do this to me? Strip back my defenses, and leave me gasping, despite all my rage and pain?
I don’t want to want him. I don’t want to need him.
But here I am, sobbing on the edge of a twisted, filthy climax only he could bring me to.
Only he can satiate.
“Or maybe you’d prefer to go to bed unsatisfied…” Sebastian makes to withdraw the bottle, leaving me empty and aching—
“No!” I cry in protest, and he stops.
Smiling.
Victorious.
“Use your words, Sparrow,” he tells me, teasing the bottle around my clenching cunt. Dipping inside, making me grip for more.Fuck. “And make them good.”
“Please,” I cry, desperate.
