Page 15 of Dangerous Refuge

She licks her lips again. I can tell she’s thinking about it. What’s not to enjoy? I don’t understand her hesitation. I walk into her bubble and she tenses, shoulders drawing up. Her knuckles turn white, hands clenched into fists.

“I’m not going to hurt you, Allie, but I am going to take what is rightfully mine. My wife will submit to me and please me sexually. There is no reason we can’t start tonight.” I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her stiff body into me. She whimpers and backs up, but I hold her against myself. “Would you like another glass of whiskey first? Help you loosen up?”

“If I say no, you will stop. Right?” Her voice shakes as she speaks. It’s cute.

“Of course. I’m not a barbarian, and I’m not a monster. I want sex from my beautiful bride to be. That’s all.”

She softens at the compliment and I know somewhere deep inside her is a naughty little minx waiting to come out and play. I saw her the other night in her bathroom, and that is the Allie I want.

“So, drink or no?” I ask again, and she bites her lip and nods her head.

“Please. I need it…”

Three glasses of whiskey is all it takes to get her to consent? This is going to be easier than I thought.

9

ALLIE

The whiskey makes my head swim, but I down the third drink as quickly as I can. I want it to saturate every cell in my being. It's not that I don't want Sven—I do, more than he will ever know. It's the matter of principle, that sex between two people should be born of a deep desire and attraction, not out of obligation. I set the glass down on his table and turn to see him shirtless, sliding his slacks down. His shoes are already neatly tucked under the edge of the table.

"Take your clothes off, Allie," he orders, laying his belt over the arm of the couch. I wonder what he's got planned with that.

I hesitate, looking away from his gaze. I'm not sure if I want to go through with this, but it's too late to back down now. I slowly pull my t-shirt off over my head and reach behind my back to unhook my bra, letting it slide down my arms and onto the floor. I can feel his eyes on me, burning into my skin.

He takes a step closer, his hand reaching out to cup my breast. I flinch at his touch, but he doesn't seem to notice. He squeezes gently, causing a moan to escape my lips. He traces his thumb over my nipple, watching as it hardens under his touch.

I reach down to unbutton my jeans, trying to ignore the heavy feeling in my stomach. As I slide them down my legs, he moves in closer, his breath hot against my ear.

"Good girl," he whispers, his hands running over my bare skin. I can feel his hardness pressing against my thigh, and I know what's coming next. I feel myself beginning to sway as I stand up, the alcohol making it difficult to keep my balance. My eyes are locked on Sven as he leans against me, his body rippling with muscle. It's hard to resist him when he's like this, all commanding and powerful. His eyes rake over my body hungrily, and I can see the desire burning in his gaze.

"You're mine tonight, Allie," he growls, his lips crashing down on mine in a fierce kiss. I can feel his hands on my body, rough and possessive, as he pushes me up against the wall.

I'm not sure if I'm ready for this, but it's too late now. I close my eyes and surrender to his touch, my body trembling with anticipation. I can feel his arousal growing as I wrap my arms around his neck, my desire for him coursing through my veins. I don't know what's going to happen next.

The alcohol has drained my inhibitions, and his hungry, grazing hands have begun to push my buttons. The kiss grows hotter, his tongue searching my mouth as he backs me across the room. I hear the clink of his belt buckle and know he's picked it up, but with my eyes shut and my arms draped around his neck, I care more about the growing ache in my groin.

"God... you need to make me come," I pant against his mouth. He growls in response and my backside slams into something firm—his desk. I whimper as his lips pull away from mine, and I open my eyes to see his hungry gaze as he plunges two fingers between my legs, searching for my entrance.

"You're going to milk my dick until I fill you with my seed." My eyes widen as he says the words, and I feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment. I can't believe he said that, but at the same time, I can't help but feel a thrill of excitement run through my veins.

I nod in response, my body trembling with anticipation as he pushes his fingers deep inside of me. He knows just how to move them, how to push me closer and closer to the edge. I can feel my orgasm building and my breath coming in shallow gasps.

"Come for me, Allie," he orders, his voice thick with desire. I let out a loud cry as I come, my body shaking with pleasure as he pumps his fingers in and out of me. He pulls them out and I hear his belt buckle clink again. "Good girl," he says, biting the top of my shoulder roughly. "Now bend over."

Sven forces me to turn around and pushes me down across his desk. He is strong, manhandling me and forcing me to submit. After that orgasm, how can I not? I whimper as my cheek presses down on the cool wood of his desk, my breasts crushed beneath me. His cock prods at my backside, sliding in and out of my juices until he finds my hole.

"God..." I moan as he pushes into me, his length filling me up completely. "Fuck, you're huge," I moan, gripping the edge of the desk with one hand. It feels like he'll tear me.

"Your tight little pussy needs to loosen up a bit to take all of me," he says, and I wonder how much more of him there is. He's already so deep it feels like he'll enter my womb, so I don't even want to ask. I can't even if I wanted to—he's fucking me so hard I can't breathe.

"Shit... oh shit," I moan, and then the belt buckle clinks again.

I don't even have time to react. The leather makes contact with my ass, smacking me hard. I yelp, but the pain is strangely erotic, pushing my arousal to the next level, especially when he growls in pleasure. He keeps spanking me, alternating between hard and gentle strokes until I'm moaning and begging him to stop. I can barely take it anymore, but he doesn't stop.

He smacks me again, pushing against my entrance as he does. I can't believe how good it feels, and I cry out louder with each smack, my body trembling with pleasure. I'm so close to the edge again and I can feel him right there with me.

"Fuck, you're hot," he grunts and my pussy clenches around him gripping him like a vice. I let out a loud cry as my orgasm crashes through me, his length pushing me over the edge. He follows soon after, his body shaking as he pumps his seed into me. It's hot, warming my insides, then draining down my inner thigh.

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