Page 74 of Sparks of Insanity
“Nah, I was just picturing you and me raising a baby. It’d be pretty sweet, to be honest. You’d be such a pretty mum, walking around with a baby hanging off your tits, and I’d do my best to be a good dad. I…” He looked down for a moment, his forehead creasing. “I could try to be a good person again. I… maybe it’s still possible.”
“Ethan, it is! You’re still a good man. I know you’ve been pushed to your limit, but you can get back who you were. I’m so sorry for everything I did, but I want to be with you. We can do all of this. We can make a baby, and raise him or her together, and be happy. But it can’t start with me being tied down like this. This isn’t how we make a family, and you know that.”
He smoothed his beard, his eyes travelling down my naked body, lingering between my legs, probably starting to think the wrong kind of thoughts again. Just when I was about to speak again, he sighed.
“Is this a play, Ember? Are you playing me? I’m trying not to be a nutcase here, but if you push me, I’ll get mean again. I don’t think that’s how we want this to go, do we?”
I shook my head vehemently. “I promise. I want to try, Ethan, but we have to try as equals.”
He ran a finger down my thigh.
“I’m still going to fuck you hard, as often as I want, Ember. That part is non-negotiable. You get that, right?”
Was it weird that those words weren’t as horrifying as he probably thought they were? He was waiting for a response, but what was the right one? Yes? No? Go to hell? At this point, I had no damn idea.
Ethan
IT SEEMED THE CAT had her tongue, didn’t it? If she was playing me, would she be more likely to agree to being fucked, or less? Would she put up a fight, or pretend she wanted it? And when it came to it, would she play along, or suddenly turn into a savage angry kitten again? Truthfully, I was more than happy with her doing that, anyway. It was hot as hell, because in some ways it was the real her shining through.
Did I want to break her? Of course, but did I want her to rise from the ashes stronger and more deadly? Obviously. We’d be a fucking unstoppable pair. Maybe I should be putting a ring on it though, before I risked letting her go.
“Ethan, I promise to stay, and not try to escape, if you promise to start treating me as your partner, instead of a pet.”
Oh, that wily little minx. She wasn’t agreeing to anything at all. She was trying to bend things back to her own will, wasn’t she? The temptation to chase her down, and fuck the last of that rebellion out of her though, it won out, didn’t it?
I leaned over and unfastened the rope at her left wrist, then leaned over her to get to her right one. The second I had her wrists untied, because her legs were free from earlier, she snarled and leapt at me, slapping at my face and cursing me. Fuck yeah, there’s my little savage.
“Are you done?” I caught her wrists and effortlessly held her back, even as her teeth snapped at my face, and almost caught me.
The animalistic look on her face suddenly faded and she smiled sweetly.
“Yeah, I am now. You deserved that though, you asshole.”
She wasn’t wrong. I'm man enough to admit that.
“Here’s how it’s going to go,” I started, and she snorted, tugging her wrists out of my hands, by twisting them against my thumbs. Someone taught her how to escape stuff like that, and I figured it was one of the other three assholes in her life.
“Instead of dictating at me yet again, why don’t you shut it for a minute, and let me talk,” she suggested, glaring at me as she rubbed at her wrists. They were pretty raw from the ropes, and yeah, there was another brief twinge of guilt. Was there still a good guy inside me? Who the fuck knew at this point?
“I can’t wait to hear this, Ember. Clearly you have something very important and eloquent to say, so why don’t you get on with it, before I try fucking your ass too.”
She shot me a panicked look, scooting further away from me.
“That’s not how you make a baby, Ethan.”
So cute. “Yeah, but it’ll feel good, plus it’s another virginity, right? Can’t take your oral virginity, unfortunately, so-” She slapped me again, moving so fast, I had no opportunity to duck, or hold her back. Fuck me, that one hurt.
“If you’re just going to keep being an asshole, you can go to hell, Ethan.” There it is. I knew it was coming, didn’t I?
I let her get up from the bed, stretching her legs and lifting her arms up over her head, to stretch her back too. Should it have made me horny? Ah who cares. That lithe sexy body is mine to enjoy, right?
“The key to babymaking is repetition, Ember.”
“Yeah? And the key to fuck you isfuck you!”
I got up, following her as she backed up to the wall, her eyes darting around her as she realised she’d had her chance to dart out of the door, and she wasted it, mouthing off at me.
“What about fuckyou, Ember? Why don’t I just do that? You know, you’re lucky I didn’t keep you tied down, and plugged full of my cum, so that you couldn’t help but get pregnant. I still might do that, if you keep trying to piss me off. If you want your only value to me to be your womb, then just keep on the way you are. You promised you’d try, and this is you going back on your word already.”
