Rabbit snapped. On a low growl, he reached down and yanked up my skirt. His searching hands found my lace knickers, sodden from watching the beauty of his kill. He rubbed his cheek and his lips all over my neck, my face, the tops of my breasts, as he pushed the panties down and dropped them to the floor. His fingers ran along my folds, and I tipped my head back against the wall. “Rabbit,” I moaned as I ran my hands through his black hair and gripped the strands.
I smiled when his breath hitched against my skin. “You’re touching me.” He groaned loudly and thrust his crotch against me. “You’re taking away his smell and breath.”
Rabbit reared back his head, and his eyes clashed with mine. He froze. I froze. Kitty’s blood was smeared across his face. When his eyes flared, I knew that the blood was now on my face too. Then he was on me. He reached forward and split apart the laces of my corset. My breasts spilled out, and he let out a roar and wrapped his strong arms around my thighs. With a strength only my Rabbit could possess, he lifted me off the floor and pulled my legs around his waist. I cried out as he pushed the skirt of my dress away and put himself at my entrance. He looked me in the face, and his jaw clenched. I shook my head when I heard Ellis’s voice inside my mind. They would tie me down. They would push into me when I didn’t want to be pushed into. Between my legs would hurt. I can’t stop feeling them between my thighs . . .
“Be gone,” I whispered and clenched my eyes shut. I didn’t like hearing Ellis’s voice in my head. I wanted to take away the bad men’s touch for her. I wanted Rabbit to take away the bad men between my thighs. “Your smell,” I said and felt Rabbit still. “Your breath, Rabbit. Give me your touch . . . take them from my skin . . . Ellis’s,” I corrected. “Take them from Ellis’s body.”
“Dolly.” Rabbit pushed inside me. I screamed out, clawing at Rabbit’s bare back as he filled me with his erect shaft. He pounded the wall with one hand and squeezed the flesh of my thigh with his other. “Dolly . . .” he shouted again as he thrust all the way inside.
I screamed. I screamed as I shut my eyes and fought away the touch of that man . . . the man who would always take Ellis. The man who would always hurt her. The one who would always say—
“Fuck me,” I commanded, taking back that bad man’s demand as my own. “Fuck me, Rabbit. Take away their scents.” I licked along the side of his neck. “Take back the power.”
Rabbit pressed his chest against me with a pained roar. He pressed his skin against my skin as his cock moved inside me. He rubbed his cheek against my cheek, his lips against my lips. He breathed me in as I breathed him in, and then he began to thrust. He snapped his hips back and forth and filled me with his shaft. Ellis’s bad man’s shaft being replaced.
My nails dug into his back. “Rabbit,” I murmured as the flutters of bliss that took over my body whenever I touched between my legs began to accost my arms and legs.
“Dolly,” Rabbit said into my neck. “My Dolly . . . mine. Her smell. Her taste. Her breath. Her pussy.” He increased his speed. Increased his speed so much that my eyes rolled back into my head as I broke apart, my limbs so light I felt like I was floating.
Rabbit growled long and deep and rough, then he spilled inside me, filling me with himself. All Rabbit. My Rabbit. My Rabbit; his Dolly.
Rabbit held me tightly, sandwiched against his body and the wall. I clung to his slick skin, a smile pulling on my lips. He pulled back his head and looked right into my eyes. “My cum,” he said in a whisper. Shivers ran down my spine as he reached between us and pulled his shaft from within me. I moaned at the loss. His fingers ran along the space he’d just occupied. “Your cum.”
“Rabbit,” I said softly and shuffled my legs until my unsteady feet hit the floor. As slowly as possible, I ran my hands up his blood-and-sweat-slicked chest. “I’m touching you.”
Rabbit exhaled a long, pained breath. “I’m touching you, little Dolly,” he said, reaching out and cupping my breasts.
Tears welled up in my eyes. Touching me. My Rabbit was finally touching me. I had waited a very long time for this, trapped in the room of doors, too big to enter Wonderland, to be with him. To follow his lead.