Rosella
"What the heck do you think you are doing!" I yelled as I struggled against the chain that bound my hands. He had caught me off guard by suddenly bounding my hands and sucking on my neck, and taking off every piece of clothing on my body until I was naked in front of him like the day I was born.
"You…" I tried to speak, but he shut me up with his hands cupping my face, and then he turned me around until I was facing him, and then he leaned and crashed his lips against mine.
My eyes widened in shock because I hadn't expected him to kiss me, not after what I did. "Goddess, you taste amazing," he said as his tongue pushed past my lips. He tasted sweet, and I kissed him back in return, even though I wasn't supposed to.
I desperately wanted to touch, but my hands were bound.
He suddenly broke the kiss, panting, and I thought he was about to stop as usual, but instead, he pressed his forehead to mine, his breath fanning my swollen lips. "This changes nothing between us. Whatever happens tonight, Rosella, is because I wanted to give you what you wanted so desperately," he said, his thumbs brushing my cheeks. I hate that I want you," he confessed. ''It burns me that I need to want you even though I despise you.''
I nodded, even though I felt disappointed. What was I expecting? That a moment like this would change the hate he had for me? We were together only for revenge, and I still had not forgotten why I had decided to become his sex slave.
"This is just hate sex," he whispered as he kissed my ears, and I bit back a moan. "Don't expect me to love you after this because this is just me dealing with your stupidity!"
I nodded again because I just wanted to be relieved from the pleasure electrifying my whole body.
Damien's hands dropped from my face and grabbed my shoulders, pinning me down until my head was buried deep in the pillow. His mouth found mine again, and he kissed me deeply, his teeth nipping my bottom lip until I gasped into him.
His hands roamed all over my body with possessiveness. One hand slid down my side, and the other gripped my hip, and then he dropped to his knees fast, his shoulders forcing my thighs apart.
"Fuck, you smell so good," he growled, his voice vibrating against my skin as he buried his face between my legs.
His nose brushed my inner thigh, inhaling deeply, and I shivered under his touch, heat pooling low in my belly. His hands clamped onto my hips and pinned me against the wall, his fingers digging into my flesh as he spread me wider. I felt exposed in front of him and should have tried to stop him, but I didn't.
A loud moan escaped my lips when I felt his tongue lick me, slow and deliberate. "Oh, Goddess!" I screamed, my head thudding against the wall.
Damien groaned in response, the sound rumbling through me, and then he went wild and crazy. His lips closed around my clit, sucking hard, his tongue flicking fast and relentless.
I rolled my head backward as pleasure spiked through me. It was sharp, like an electric surge coursing through my veins. The pain I felt from the heat was now replaced with pleasure.
I struggled hand against the chains to break free while screaming out his name and bucking my hips closer against his mouth. "Damien!"
He held me firm as he continued to tease me with his tongue, then plunged inside me, fucking me with short, deep thrusts. I could feel every flick, every suck, and the wet heat of his mouth.
My moans grew louder, sounding more desperate, and my body ached for more.
"Goddess, you're dripping," he rasped, pulling back just enough to look up at me. His lips glistened with my arousal, his gray eyes turned dark and demanding, and then he licked my thighs and sucked on my clit again, this time harder.
His teeth grazed me just enough to sting, and I let out a scream, my legs trembling, threatening to give out. One of his hands slid up my body, finding my breast, squeezing it, and then his mouth followed, kissing up my stomach, leaving wet trails behind until he latched onto my nipple, sucking hard. His tongue swirled around the stiff peak.
"Don't stop," I begged, my voice breaking.
And he didn't. He sucked my nipple harder, his hand kneading the other breast, and then he dropped back to my core, licking me again. I no longer felt the pain from the heat as the waves of sensation swallowed it. He pulled from me, and I came hard against his mouth.
My thighs clamped around his head as I screamed out his name. "Damien!" My body shook from the crazy pleasure I felt.
"Now," he said as he stood up and wiped his chin, "I'm going to fuck you hard, and you're going to remember this as nothing but hate sex." He kissed me again, and I tasted myself on his lips. "But before I do that, I believe I am supposed to punish you for all the rules you've broken," as he said this, I wanted to see his expression, but due to the red lights, I could barely see anything.
"Wha…" My words were cut off as I felt the sharp pain in my thigh.
He was spanking me hard enough that I felt the sting. I winced in pain and pleasure, and tried so hard not to moan. I shouldn't, but I couldn't stop myself.
"What instructions did I give you and you refused to follow?" he asked.
I stayed silent because I had no idea what he meant or what he was trying to say.
He spanked me again. "Speak, slave. What did I tell you about disrespecting me?"
"You…" my voice broke, and I squeezed my face in pain as he hit my thighs again. "You said you'll punish me!"
"Good. And have you learned anything yet, slave?"
My breath hitched when he spanked me again. "Yes… Yes, master."
"Good. Next time, you will learn never to disobey me," he muttered and then grabbed my legs, hitching them around his waist. I'll give you what you want, Rosella, but it means nothing to me."