Page 20 of The Fixer

“Good girl,” he praised as he released my hair and ran his thumbs over my cheeks. “Breathe through your nose, pretty slut.” Unleashing his restraint, Raithe began pounding in and out of my throat with no fucks given about the bruises he’d leave. It was strangely erotic, and hot as shit to know I was making him lose control. The pleasure covering his face was because of me. I was causing his power to slip away, which was giving me more of control over him! It was an exchange of power, as if I’d released mine but held a different sort of power to make this creature lose control of his need to be calm and collected. “Swallow,” he demanded with strain sharping his guttural demand.

I swallowed around him as he fucked my face harder, without worry or fear that he was hurting me. Raithe didn’t apologize because he assumed something might offend or hurt me. He used me like a whore, and fuck if it wasn’t the hottest thing I’d ever had done to me in my entire life. My fingers slid to my clit, and barely brushed it before I was moaning around him, and coming undone violently. Stars burst into my vision, blinding me of sight. Arousal dripped from my cunt as he grew rougher and fucked my mouth harder yet. The whimpering moans escaping my throat were smothered by each thrust, and then he stiffened, filling my throat. “Swallow every drop of my come,” he hissed through gritted teeth in a hoarse, sharp demand.

It took effort not to gag or throw up as he emptied his tight balls down my throat. The moment I’d accomplished it, he grabbed my arm, spun me around, and forced my face against the wall. His fingers pushed through the sloppiness of my sex before the three forced their way inside my slit. I cried out loudly from being sensitive from the release I’d given myself. The wet sound of his fingers filling my tight, clenching channel had me whimpering as I barely resisted fighting his touch.

“I didn’t grant you permission to come, Miss Reed.”

“I didn’t ask,” I replied through the swelling of my throat.

“No, you didn’t. Did you?” he countered before a fourth finger forced its way deep inside my pussy. I yelled in shock as he used them to fuck me, spreading me apart from within. “Bad girls get punished.” His fingers withdrew before he spun me around and lifted me. Raithe walked me to the bed as if I weighed nothing. The moment he reached it, he bent me over it and his palm landed against the tender flesh of my ass cheek. I howled in pain as it landed several times in quick, angry slaps until the skin burned and screamed in blistering pain. Struggling to escape his harsh punishment, I thrashed against the bed until he pinned me down with his heavy weight, kissing my back as his palm rubbed over the abused cheek. “I won’t ever allow you to be a brat without punishing you for it, gorgeous girl.”

“You motherfucker,” I whimpered out through swollen, quivering lips. Blinking slowly, I frowned as the fog cleared my mind. “What the fuck are you doing?” I asked in a shallow, panic filled voice.

“And so, the compulsions left your mind,” he mumbled irritably. Raithe stepped back, spinning me around as he pulled a bloodied thumb from between his lips, and forced it into mine. The tang of spice and blood exploded against my tongue as his other hand cradled my throat. “You’ll allow me to offer you pleasure, Miss Reed. After you just sucked my cock like a good slut, I’m inclined to return the favor.” His words echoed in my mind as tears swam in my vision. “If you truly don’t want this, Elle, tell me to stop and I’ll leave you untouched.”

“I am losing my mind, Raithe,” I uttered through trembling lips as tears broke free to slowly trail down my pink cheeks.

“No, you’re not. You’re merely in over your lovely head, I fear.” Searching my face expectantly his eyes closed with regret before he slowly stepped back, allowing me enough room to escape him. “Your bed is waiting for you.”

Before I’d realized my intention, I grabbed his hand and shook my head in a silent plea. “I ache,” I admitted as I drew his hand between my thighs. “Here, Raithe.”

“Gods,” he growled as he picked me up, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist as he climbed onto the bed and ran his fingertips up my back. His fingers threaded into my hair as he yanked my mouth against his, claiming it in an angry, demanding kiss. The moment his tongue met and slid against mine, I fought him for control of the kiss. I lost, miserably. Raithe was kissing like a man starved for touch and connection. He left me breathless with need as he pulled his lips from mine and began slowly making his way down my body.

The feverish heat of his mouth warned me as his teeth nipped and teased my nipple. Raithe’s tongue flicked over the hard tip as he bit down just hard enough to make a mark in my flesh. A sultry moan of pleasure built in my throat to escape past the swelling of it. Repeating it with the other, Raithe worshipped my breasts rapaciously. Moving lower, he bit softly into the skin of my sides, sending both pleasure and pain fighting for dominance over my mind.

“Fuck yes,” I whispered wantonly. The man was avidly consuming my soul and I no longer care if he ruined it so long as he ended his feast on my pussy.

Raithe’s long, talented tongue slid slowly between my thighs, which forced a loud cry from my lips of both relief, and pain from being overly sensitive. The man was brilliant at torture and had a promising career in it if his political campaign crashed and burned. Pushing my thighs apart, the man ravished my pussy like it was his favorite meal. Fingers pushed in until the ache was too much to bear, but his tongue lavished everything around them without mercy.

“Raithe! I need to come!” I cried out as the orgasm threatened to send me churning on an endless sea of pleasurable release. “Fuck yes!” I screamed as he increased his pace until the orgasm unraveled, only for blinding pain and pleasure to collide as something sharp pushed into the flesh beside my clit. “Fuck!” I shrieked as the orgasm burst through me like a wrecking ball. I’d never felt pleasure like it before. Nothing in my life had ever made me feel like he was right now. The sheer force of the orgasm caused my entire body to erupt in an out-of-body experience as he continued fucking me with his fingers. My mind demanded I escape from his devilish mouth, but he merely held my thighs with his forearms, trapping me there for him to feast on my drenched flesh. “Oh, shit. Shit, shit, shit, fucking hell!” I bellowed as he latched his lips around my clit, and flicked it wickedly as my fingers twisted, and pulled on his hair to escape his endless torture.

Wet slurping filled my ears as I thrashed on the bed, uncertain I’d survive the orgasm ripping through me. He held me prisoner in it, captive to his endless pleasure he forced me to feel. His dark husky laughter caused my lashes to part as he slowly climbed over me, pushing up to peer down at me as I felt him nudging my legs apart.

“I was right. You’re fucking delicious, Miss Reed.” He slowly pushed a few inches into my pussy, which had my muscles tightening to expel him as they burned from his large, intruding cock. “You’ll take it all for me, slut. Eyes on me and don’t look away. Understand? I want to watch you as your greedy cunt eats every inch as I claim you.” He thrust once, which fully seated his generously lengthy, substantial cock in my pussy. I screamed while rocking, fighting to escape the agonizing pain he created entering my pussy. The burning from being stretched too far was excruciating, but deliciously so. My walls clamped down hard around the invading member, milking it as it sought to force him out to relieve the painful pressure from being conquered.

“Fucking hell,” I hummed as I adjusted to being split in two from within. “That thing needs a serious reduction.” I was pretty certain he’d skimmed my cervix with his prick. It burned and screamed as he held perfectly still within my core, allowing me a moment to adjust to his considerable size. “You either need to move, or get the fuck out of my pussy, Raithe.”

“You’re not in control,” he stated firmly, slowly withdrawing a few inches to take in the sight of his cock murdering my pussy. “I am, and you’ll feel every inch of me taking you.” He slowly pushed back in as I whimpered as the pain became pleasure. “Besides, the best part about tonight is, only I’ll remember how you feel clenching down on my dick while I fuck you within an inch of your life,” he hissed before he lost control, and began slamming home in my cunt until I was whimpering, moaning, and meeting every thrust of his narrow hips for what he offered.

It felt like hours of him riding my body until he flipped me over and forced me to stare at my pale, sweat covered appearance in his mirror. Raithe’s eyes were the color of the blood slowly dripping from the bite marks he’d made on my breasts, stomach, and inner thighs. He’d fucked me for hours, forcing me to come more times than I had in my entire life. As I watched, he slowly leaned his lips against my throat, and sank his fangs into my flesh at the same moment he penetrated my slit. I erupted on a violent orgasm, which had my entire body shuddering violently as he fucked and fed from me. Pulling his lips away from the mark he’d made at the base of my throat, he chuckled as I fucked myself on his cock.

“I didn’t expect you to surpass the fantasy version of you I created in my head,” he uttered as he nuzzled my neck. “Few ever live up to the versions I dream of, but you did. I’m afraid once will not be enough for me, Miss Reed. It’s not you, it’s me. I’m a ravenous bastard who isn’t done playing with you,” he whirred against my flesh. “Unfortunately, I’m not ready for you to know what I am yet. I don’t think you could handle being a part of my world yet. The next time I tell you to remain inside, you’ll do so. I won’t chance anyone getting their hands on you again. Not even if I enjoyed watching your mind fight against your desire to be fucked by all three of them at once.” His hand lifted, and I watched as he bit into his wrist, holding it up to my lips. “Drink, gorgeous girl.”

Lowering my mouth, I sucked on his wrist as I viewed my reflection in the mirror. We looked like crazed monsters who’d fucked, fed, and bled all over one another. My hair was a mess of tangles, with sweat coating my skin. I was pale from the blood he’d consumed during endless hours spent fucking mindlessly. He’d left no inch of me untouched by him, and it had been the roughest, best sex of my entire life. And now I was drinking blood. Because why not?

“What are you?” I asked as he pulled his arm from my bloodied lips.

“That’s a longer conversation than we’ve time for tonight. I’m not sure your fragile mind can handle it, either. Thank you for tonight, pretty slut. Not many women have drained my balls with their lips, or made me lose control. You did, and for that, I thank you. It doesn’t change the fact of you being unprepared for what it would mean to enter my world. Once you’re a part of it, it’s forever. When I count to three, you’ll remember nothing past leaving the castle and getting lost in the gardens. A gardener discovered you outside and escorted you back inside. You’ll take a bath with healing salts to soothe the ache and chill of being outside in the storm. Then you’ll retire to your bed and wake up refreshed.”

“Are you going to kill me?” I inquired hesitantly. A shiver rushed through me as his eyes narrowed to angry slants. The lines in his face tightened as he peered at my pale, terrified reflection.

“Not tonight, Miss Reed. One, two . . .”

“Wait!” I rushed out the words as I spun, staring at him as he kissed my shoulder blade. “Raithe.”

“Three.”

Chapter Eleven

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