Page 58 of Entwined

He chuckles low in his throat.“Hello little dove. Miss me?”

“Christos?!” I thread my fingers through his hair. We rip each other’s masks off at the same time. Our lips meet, fusing together; tongues wet and wild as we parry and thrust into each other’s mouths.

“Theos, I’ve miss you, little one.”

I reply by grabbing the lapels of his shirt, pulling him closer. I kiss him like I’m dying then pull away, smacking him hard across his face. “That’s for leaving me.” He rears back, and I smack his other cheek hard, “This one is for breaking my heart again.”

I rear back, months of slow burning anger that he made his choice without even telling me comes to the surface. He grabs my wrists just as I’m about to strike him again. “Ah, little bird’s talons are back,eh? Don’t ever hit me again.El Diabloisn’t gone, he lives deep inside me, waiting to return. I feel my darkness—it’s trapped, trying to break free. Being good isn’t fun. Tell me little one, do you want to be bad?”

He jerks me around, placing my hands high above my head snapping them into iron cuffs attached to the wall. I’m helpless as he lifts my dress and slaps my ass hard three times.

“What were you thinking, coming here?” I cry out feeling his sweet pain. He smacks me hard once more then groans himself as his hand sweeps between my legs.

“Fuck, you’re soaked…theos! I’m so fucking hard for you Jessie. You kept the dove?”

I nod, crying out, it feels so good as he plays with me. Rough hands pull and twist my piercing then he enters me, curling the tips of his fingers up to massage my G-spot as my clit burns in pain from his hard touch. The dueling sensations have me crying out as I come.

He pulls back. I hear the rustling of his clothes as I barely stand on shaky legs. “Ah,” I cry as the leather of his belt lands on my ass. He whips me over and over again.

“This is for making it impossible for me to forget you.” He drops his belt, moves us over to what feels like a thick velvet drapes and rips them apart.

I gasp.

We’re in a viewing room. Men and women sit on the opposite side of the glass. “You like to watch,eh,agápe mou? I wonder if you’ll like how it feels when they are the ones watching you?”

My eyes fly wide as he unzips my gown letting it pool at my feet. My bare breasts press against the cool glass. My nipples peak as men watch me with hungry gazes. He parts my folds, opening me, showing them all the diamond prize nestled within. A hear the groans through the glass. One man undresses, comes forward and presses himself to the glass on the other side of me. His tongue traces down the glass in front of me, he stops at the apex of my thighs. I gasp throwing my head back as his hot tongue licks up my folds and his lips suck my piercing hard. It isn’t full glass. Square doors on hinges open at various points. More men join him. I try to press back but Christos holds me firm. Two different tongues reach through the portholes, licking and sucking my nipples. Christos wraps my long golden hair around both his fists, rears back, and I moan his name as he thrusts hard into me pausing as he roots deep, stretching skin that hasn’t felt a man’s cock in months.

“Yes. Yes,” I cry. “I’ve missed you very much.”

He grunts, pounding into me. I cry, as something round and hard hits my G-Spot. I’m lost in the sick pleasures of the night. “Christos?” I pant.

“Ah, you like my piercing too, eh?”

I gasp as he roots deep, then stills, rotating his hips so his thick, pierced head rubs my G-Spot. “It was only fair. I pierced myself to atone for what I did to you, but I’ll admit—” he breaks off panting too hard to continue as his rhythm increases, slamming me up against the glass, closer to reaching hands and tongues, “that it hardly feels like a punishment when the pleasure is so…good.” He grates out breathing hard. I scream as he bites my neck as wave after wave of his hot cum unloads inside me. The mouth sucking my clit scrapes it with teeth, Christos ruts into me again and again as he comes. My screams echo around us and my walls clench around his cock, squeezing him, urging him to give me all his hot seed.

“Theos, that was good.” He growls, slipping out and tapping the lost drops of his cum on my ass. He finally releases me. Voices on the other side of the glass protest as I pull away from their touch.

“Why did you let them touch me? When it makes you insane with jealousy?”

He reaches out, pushing strands of hair from my sweaty face. “Because I’m your DOM. Your needs come before mine. I knew it’s what you needed.”

I bite my lip. He’s right. After months of abstinence I needed a deep, dirty fuck.

“I still love you,” I whisper cupping his cheek. It’s red from the marks of my hand. I move to press my lips to his, but he turns his head, picking up my dress. “Christos?”

“You shouldn’t be here. Why did you even come?”

“Jecca. She needed my help. Her father is here.”

“I know. But you know better Jessie. What were you thinking?” He roars. The veins on his neck pop, his jaw ticks as he looks at me. I’m pissed as he stares down at me.

“What’s it to you? You. Left. ME! Dumped me the day after Christmas… never looking back. The internet is full of pictures of you and your new lady love? Where is she by the way? Does she know about your alternate lifestyle?”

“My love is standing right in front of me. I left her to save her.”

All my anger evaporates. “Return to me Christos. I’m lost without you. Please,” I beg.

“No, my dove. It’s not time.”

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