Gemma

I froze at his menacing words and wondered if I'd have been better off on Christian's island, but he had the same aura as Alaric, if not creepier, with his face hidden under his hood. The damned vibrator was some kind of industrial-grade weapon against pussies because it was driving me insane. His hands resumed massaging my breasts, but he didn't try and twist off my nipples this time.

"I'm glad you never let anyone fuck your ass," he said as he released my breasts and traced his fingers down my arms until he reached my wrists.

The earlier massage he gave my shoulder and upper arms relaxed my muscles from the tight restraints. This position was much more comfortable.

"I will enjoy using this tight hole for the next eight days."

"Why eight days?" I asked tightly as the vibrations continued to torture me.

"Because when you hit your fertile period, every drop of my cum is going inside your pussy," he said, moving his hands away from my wrist.

When I glanced back, he was covering his dick with lube. It didn't look as if he had come a few moments earlier. His cock was hard, long and pointing towards the ceiling. I quickly looked away because the thought of him putting all of it inside me was alarming. I'd rather take my chances on a hybrid pregnancy if possible.

"I suggest you breathe and keep your asshole relaxed," he said ominously.

"Oh, no," I whispered to myself.

He slid his wet cock between my ass cheeks until it rested on my asshole. My eyes fluttered shut, and I curled my fingers into fists until my nails dug into my palms. I held my breath when I felt him push against me. He slowly kept applying the pressure until I felt the head of his cock slip inside of me.

"You're not breathing," he said. "And I'm not stopping until I have every inch buried inside this tight hole."

I glanced back at him but moved my neck too much, and the rope tugged on my neck. The chair strained as he rested his weight on the armrests. He shuffled his legs before he glanced at me.

"Your ass is mine," he growled as he invaded my ass.

My mouth opened, but no sound left me as I felt him stretch out my ass. It didn't feel possible or natural, but the vibrator's constant movement eased the discomfort. I rested my cheek on the chair and tried to relax my muscles.

"That's one tight ass, baby. One that I'm going to loosen up," he said, pulling out a little only to thrust deep inside of me.

A grunt escaped my lips, but he didn't stop this time. He kept slowly pulling back and driving himself further inside of me. With each thrust, he stretched me out like he said he would. When I felt his balls touch me, I couldn't believe he was that far inside of me. I clenched around him in a panic and began to pant.

I heard his groan over the noise of the vibrator, and he grazed his teeth on my shoulder.

"Do you like feeling my dick inside your ass, Gem?" he said as he pulled out and fucked himself back inside of me, making me cry out, but there was no pain.

"Oh, yeah, keep that hole open for me. Let me use it." he groaned before he began to fuck me with long, hard thrusts. "I'm going to make you cum like a filthy slut. MY FILTHY SLUT." he suddenly roared beside my head.

I shut my eyes and kept my muscles relaxed as he began to fuck me hard and fast. The chair moved as he used it to his advantage. The feel of his length moving in and out of me began to create so much intense pleasure that I could feel myself begin to tense up.

"I'm going to blow my load inside you so that both your holes are dripping like a nasty little fuck slave," he snarled like an animal.

His filthy words were degrading but so hot at the same time. My body began to tremble as he continued to hammer into me. I let out a strangled scream as a blinding white light exploded in my mind as I came fast and furiously. The feel of him inside my ass and the constant vibrations against my pussy was like a sensory overload. I had a vague feeling of hot liquid soaking my thighs and legs, but I was so out of it that it could have been my imagination.

"Yes, that's it milk my dick and take your reward," he said as he pumped himself in and out of me until he paused. I felt his cock pulsate and jerk before his cum sprayed my insides.

His teeth sunk into my shoulder, and I whimpered before I felt the high from his bite spread through me. That had to be the most intense fuck of my life. I cringed as my empty pussy contracted again, and my ass clamped around his cock again. He moaned against my shoulder as he continued to feed on me. My body sagged against the chair. That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.

He began to rock his cock back and forth before he released my shoulder. His tongue ran over my skin, but he dropped a light kiss on the curve of my shoulder.

"You've ruined my Italian leather chair," he said, rubbing his face into my damp hair. "Your cunt went into overload and squirted everywhere."

"If you don't get that vibrator off me, I'm going to do far worse," I groaned at the incessant vibrations and tried to ignore the fact that he was correct because I was drenched.

The chair sounded strained as he stood up, and I felt him slowly pull out of my ass before he pulled the vibrator out. He switched it off, and the room became silent. I flexed my hands and tried to roll my wrists within their confines.

"Your holes look stunning with my cum leaking out of them," he murmured before I felt his fingers against my pussy.

He moved them around before he began to finger my ass.

"However, I prefer my cum inside of you," he said as he squeezed my ass cheek and continued to shove his cum back inside of me.

I was way past the point of having any shame left in me. Alaric had zero remorse or shame. He is what my grandfather would have called a cad. Once he was satisfied, he untied my wrists and removed the rope from my collar, but when I pushed myself up, he placed a hand on my shoulder to stop me.

"I'm going to get a few towels. Stay there. Do you need a drink?"

"Yes, please," I said, holding the back of the chair because if it moved, I would land on the marble floor. It didn't stop me from watching his chiselled naked ass cheeks walk out of the room. I was glad he hadn't sped away, or I would have missed seeing them. I shook my head, trying to get the image of his sexy buns out of my head. He was turning me into a sex addict.

When he returned, he had a handful of towels and a tall glass of juice with some ice cubes and a straw in it. He handed me the glass, and I immediately sucked on the straw because I felt dehydrated. He began to clean me up, but he was gentle in his touch, which was a stark comparison to when he was in fuck mode.

When he stood me up, he wiped down my legs, feet and my pussy. I looked at the top of his head in surprise because he was in a subservient position. My eyes caught the seat that had a pool of liquid where the seat dipped with some pale pink cum on it. He hadn't lied when he said the chair was ruined.

"I've left the bath running upstairs," he said, standing up as I finished the last of my sweet tropical fruit juice.

He tossed the towels on top of the chair and pushed my hair off my shoulder to look at his latest fang marks.

"How was your first assfuck?" he asked with a smug look on his face.

So I shrugged.

"It could have been better."

"How about I try again after our bath?"

"No!" I shouted out and covered my ass. "No, thank you," I said calmly as I placed my glass on the desk, but I kept my hand on my butt to ward him off.

Not that would help since he loved to tie me up.