SCARLET
I felt one of them lift me out of the car and carry me through the door. I was very capable of walking, but killing someone will really take it out of you mentally. So instead of waking up and making whoever it was put me down, I decided to curl into their chest and wrap my arms around their neck. My dress had fallen wide open when he had picked me up, but I was too exhausted to care.
When we finally made it to my bedroom, I lazily opened my eyes and saw it was Sebastian who had carried me upstairs. Not a surprise.
“Hey, beautiful,” he murmured into my hair. He laid me down on the bed, and I didn’t try to cover myself up as the dress came open. I was still feeling the effects of watching the guys beat the shit out of those other men earlier. Especially Sebastian, who had ultimately given me the power. What better way to thank him than to let him get his dick wet? And I was only human. These men were fucking godlike with their tattoos and piercings and muscles for days.
As Seb rooted through my drawers for something resembling pajamas, I lay back on the bed, propped up on my elbows, and brought one leg up to give him a show when he turned around. When he finally did, I was not disappointed. He threw his head back and groaned. I laughed to myself.
“Oh, pet,” he said, bringing his eyes back to mine. I just smiled and opened a little wider for him. I was so wet already he could probably see the evidence of it even in the dark.
“I thought maybe you could help me take the edge off?”
He ran his hands through his dark hair and looked at me for a moment, like he was trying to decide how bad of an idea it was. To be honest, it was probably a really bad idea. But god he was fucking beautiful. The tattoos covered every inch of skin I could see; even the ones on his neck went all the way up to his jawline, and they drove my pussy wild.
He slipped out of his jacket a moment later, and I watched as his hands started to unbutton his shirt, revealing the rock-hard abs and delicious vee that slipped underneath his pants. Every part of his torso was covered in the same style of boldly colored tattoos. They disappeared under the waistband of his pants, and even in this dim light, I could see the unmistakable outline of his cock begging to be let out.
He walked over to me and propped a knee up in between my thighs as he bent over me. His body hovered over me, his hands on either side of my head, eyes dark and holding mine. I breathed him in, relishing in the way he smelled like cologne and tequila.
“If we do this, princess, you’re going to be mine, and I’m not going to let you go.”
I laughed and lay back on the bed as I wrapped my arms around his neck, effectively pulling his entire body on top of mine. “I’m already yours, Seb. I belong to all of you after that deal earlier, remember? So we may as well have some fun while I’m here.” I pushed my hips up and ground into him, eliciting a groan from deep in his chest that went straight to my core.
“I am going to fuck you until you come so many times that you’ll beg me to stop. And even then, I’m going to continue to fuck you. I am going to fuck you so hard that every time you move tomorrow, you’ll remember how it felt to have me inside of you.”
Holy shit. I whimpered and pushed my hips into his again. His entire body was flush with mine, and I couldn’t get enough of the feel of him.
“I am going to own your body tonight, little pet. This pussy,” he said as he cupped me and pressed the heel of his hand onto my throbbing clit. His hand lit my blood on fire, and I groaned as I tried to push into him. His face came closer to mine. “This is mine for the night,” he whispered against my lips before dipping a finger into my already slick heat. This time when I moaned, he caught it with his mouth. His kiss was urgent and bruising. It was a war of teeth and tongues.
His mouth trailed across my jaw and down my throat, biting so hard in places I knew he would leave marks. But I liked some pain with my pleasure. He added another finger, and I rotated my hips when his thumb found my clit.
“Fuck, Sebastian, please,” I begged, trying to push his head off my nipples and down to where I needed him.
“So responsive,” he said after he released my nipple with a pop. “You’re soaking wet for me, princess.” He withdrew his fingers and brought them to my mouth. “Open.” The tone of his voice sent a shiver of lust down my spine. I obeyed and took his fingers in my mouth, licking my own arousal off them with enthusiasm, wanting to please him with every fiber of my being. I never wanted to stop seeing that look of desire on his face. That look was all for me.
He pulled his fingers out of my mouth with a smirk and situated himself between my thighs. His mouth made its way down one thigh, stopping just short of where I needed him most before moving to the other.
“If you keep teasing me, I will kick you the fuck out of my room with blue balls, Sebastian.”
He laughed a deep, masculine laugh that did all kinds of things to my body. He grabbed my hips and flipped me over onto my stomach, ripping the rest of the dress off like it was tissue paper. He lifted my hips and immediately buried his face into me. I cried out as he went from biting my clit to licking and sucking and shoving his tongue so deep inside me I thought I would explode.
He dipped fingers back into my cunt, massaging my inner walls while his tongue worked circles around my clit. I pushed my face into the bed and bit hard on the blankets. I was so fucking close to coming on his face when he suddenly withdrew his fingers again. Before I could protest, one of his fingers found my ass and began to push so, so slowly. I pulled away slightly, nervous at the pressure building there. A hard smack came down on my ass, and I yelped into the bed. A whole new wave of heat flooded me at the stinging heat on my ass cheek.
“Stay. Still.” He rubbed the area where he had smacked me, soothing the sting. “I told you, princess. This body is mine, and I will take whatever part of you I want.” He spit in between my cheeks and rubbed his thumb on my clit, making me push back towards him while he pushed a finger into my tight hole. Part of his finger slipped in as he continued his slow, measured circles on my clit.
I was greedy for him, pushing back on his finger, trying to get more of it inside me. My breaths were coming short and fast. I was gripping the sheets in my fists and between my teeth, moaning through the intense pleasure he was causing. The warmth was building to an unbearable level as he moved his finger and his thumb in even strokes.
“Please, don’t stop. Right there,” I whispered into the mattress.
“Scarlet.” My name rolled off his tongue in the most delicious way. “Come.” The authority in his voice sent a ripple of pleasure through my entire body. I was so close my whole body was vibrating with need. He leaned over me, not breaking his rhythm, and bit my shoulder…hard. “Come for me, pet.”
My body shattered, and I vaguely felt myself cry out through the sheer bliss racking my body. He pulled his finger out of me and began to lick long, soft strokes from my clit all the way up, while I tried to come back down to earth and regain some sense of self.
“You taste like fucking heaven, pet. Next time I want you to sit on my face and come in my mouth so I don’t miss a drop.” He blew cool air on my cunt, and I moaned as I tried to push back into his face again. “But right now, babe,” he said as I felt the bed shift and heard the sound of his pants dropping to the floor, “I need to be inside of you.”
I propped myself up on my elbows and looked back at him as he stripped himself bare for me. Fuck me. Even his legs were covered in tattoos. He peeled off his tight black boxers, and I gasped at the sight of him. I couldn’t help myself. He was unfairly blessed in both length and girth, and that silver piercing right under the tip of him had my pussy clenching in anticipation.
He stared at me for a long moment, rubbing himself from base to tip. I could see the bead of precum, and my mouth longed to lick it off. I wanted to taste him, feel him quiver and stiffen when my tongue piercing roamed across his flesh. I started to move to do just that when he laid a firm hand on my hip.
“Roll over.” I smiled to myself. My sweet, sadistic cinnamon roll wanted me to play submissive. Fueled purely by lust at that point, I rolled over immediately and looked up at him. “I want to see the look on your face when I’m inside you for the first time.”
“Confident it’ll be a look of pure bliss and not disappointment?” I may have wanted to please him, but I never said I wouldn’t be a brat.
He smiled down at me, a dark smile that reminded me of how an animal looks at its prey, and grabbed my jaw, his fingers digging into my cheeks painfully. I whimpered. What the fuck was wrong with me that this was what turned me on? He gripped it harder, forcing my jaw to move and my mouth to open. He leaned closer and spit right into my mouth.
My cunt convulsed, and heat flared through my abdomen. He loosened his grip on my jaw just enough to let me close my mouth, and I eagerly swallowed.