The Widow Maker (Dark Vows Duet 2)

“You need to get fucked yet, Rain?” I hiss out between gritted teeth, and she nods eagerly.

“Yes, Master. Fuck me, Master. Put your cock inside me.”

I push her back gently so she lands on her back on the plush bed. Getting on top of her, I strip down until my cock presses urgently against her center. I’m so fucking close already I could come right now, but I force myself to hold back. I want Rain’s orgasm first. It will taste so sweet on my tongue.

I lean down against her pussy and softly kiss it before sucking her clit into my mouth. But Rain grips me by the shoulders, whispering no repeatedly.

“Why not?” I demand.

“It’s... I... they made me do that... with that girl.”

“I will not stop doing stuff because of that,” I say roughly, knowing I’m giving a prick but not giving a damn at the same time.

Like fuck am I going to accept never tasting her sweet pussy again because that prick forced her into doing something. I’ll make her love it again.

“Not tonight, Master,” she whimpers. “Please, not tonight.”

The way she stays in character despite essentially safe wording out has me proud of her, and I nod. Then, I pull myself up and kiss her deeply with my mouth still tasting of her desperate cunt. She whimpers against my mouth as I cage her body beneath mine. My cock plunges inside her, and her soaked pussy embraces it tightly, locking it inside.

It’s a struggle not to come the moment I’m inside her. The urge to spill my load is overwhelming. After so long without her and only having my hand for relief, I’m eager to be inside her again and again. In fact, I never want to leave her sweet little holes again. They’re my home. They’re where I belong. And nothing in this world can stop me from taking what’s mine now.

I thrust my hips inside her. Rain’s soft cries of pleasure and my grunts are the only sounds in the room. Our eyes are locked together in a fiery dance. I almost want her to stop me, because otherwise I won’t be able to hold back much longer. But Rain does no such thing. Instead, her gaze grows more pleading.

“You need this, don’t you?” I grunt against the shell of her ear. “You’ve always fucking needed this.”

“I need…” She swallows, her eyes finding mine again. “I need you, Master.”

My fingers join the fight she’s losing against her orgasm. Within seconds I’ve got her moaning for a release. I’m pleased she knows better than to just give in by now. Like a good girl, Rain is waiting for my permission. I’m happy her training has come along so well.

I can tell she won’t be able to hold back much longer, and once her pleading cries sate me, I nod in approval of her orgasm. She comes apart before my eyes, a sweet smile overtaking her face as the orgasm rips through her body. The mere expression on her serene face, coupled with the way her pussy squeezes my load out of me, and I’m a fucking goner. I come inside her, filling her to the brim.

We’re both out of breath, but the moment I finish, Rain pushes me away and gets up. I watch with narrowed eyes as she wordlessly places a robe over her shoulders and ties it in the front.

“Thank you, Master,” she whispers.

“What the fuck is this?” I growl. “Where are you going?”

“I can’t sleep in the same room with you.”

“Why the fuck not?”

“Because I…” She chews her bottom lip, obviously nervous. “I have nightmares. I want to be alone.”

“Won’t it be even worse if you’re by yourself?”

She shakes her head, unable to meet my gaze. As much as I want to fight her on this, something tells me I shouldn’t. That she needs this distance between us to come to terms with everything that happened to her under Xander’s cruel hand.

“Fine,” I tell her, even though it hurts me physically to say it. “I’ll go. You can stay here.”

She doesn’t say another word. I put my robe on and reach for her to give her a kiss, but she takes a step back, refusing to look at me. My mouth purses. It’s fucking hard not to show my annoyance when all I want is to pin her down and have my way with her again. But my protest dies on my lips. Without saying goodbye, I walk out of the room and into my bedroom.

I’ll tolerate this for now… but not for fucking long. Soon enough, Rain will be back in my arms.

The next morning, I have breakfast sent to Rain’s room. We’re supposed to meet for lunch after my business meeting, but she doesn’t show. By the time she misses dinner, I’m fucking pissed.