13. BONES

13

BONES

I t took all my self-control to keep my hands on the wheel for the entire drive home.

I want to touch her, to know she’s still here with me. If I did that in the car I’m not sure what I would have done next. Wynter needs to be taught a lesson. One that tells her she’s had her one try at escaping me and that’s it.

I should never have taken her out in the first place. Not without further precautions.

Anything could have happened to her. Fuck, if I hadn’t actually found her…no, there’s no point thinking of that.

Wynter will be under my eye at all times after this. I’ll make it happen myself, but I also need her to learn the hard way what it means to be mine.

I wait until we’re in the house and the door is securely locked behind me before I say anything. “We had a deal.”

Wynter’s shoulders tense as she stops with her back to me.

“That wasn’t a real deal. That was just you toying with me.” She tries to sound sure of herself, but I can hear the exhaustion in her voice.

I have to snap the hair tie around my wrist a few times. The small bite of pain helping me to keep my cool. “You’ll understand eventually. But I can’t have that happening again. It’s my own fault really for letting you out.”

My heart’s still racing. Inside I’m screaming that I nearly lost her, but I don’t let my erratic emotions show. A few more snaps of the tie see to that.

When Wynter turns to face me, she looks tired and broken. “What now then? You going to beat me like you did Jackson? Break my legs so I can never run again?” She nods towards my knuckles. I’d never hurt her like that. Jax had it fucking coming. He didn’t know that Wynter was the girl I saved before today, but he still kept information from me. Played me for a fucking fool. I made him pay for that. Not with his life, but with his bones. He’s not going to be able to use his arms or legs for a long time.

“I won’t ever hit you, my love.” I take a small step toward her, trying to gauge how close she’ll let me get. When I take another she doesn’t back down. Good girl. That means her fire is still burning. “The only pain I’ll ever inflict on you will be because you’re begging for it.”

Her cheeks turn red and her eyes get that glazed lust-filled look. Oh, she wants it alright. She wants everything I’m offering her, she’s just too stubborn to admit it.

“I’d rather be beaten than beg you for anything.”

With a smile, I lean in close. “Get your ass upstairs.”

The proud look on her face suddenly drops. “What?”

“Upstairs. Now.”

“You don’t have to—”

“It wasn’t a question, it was an order. I fucked you and you came. The deal was that if you orgasmed then you’d stay here with me! That you’d remain mine. You broke that deal, so it’s time for your punishment.”

She knows there’s no fighting this. Fighting us . Wynter thinks I have all the power here, but the reality is it’s all in her hands.

She walks herself upstairs and I follow close behind.

When we reach the bedroom, she hovers next to the bed unsure of what to do next. That’s good. Waiting for my instructions is a good next step.

I step into the closet, grab a few bundles of rope and lay them neatly out at the foot of the bed.

Fear fills her eyes. “I know it was the wrong decision now. I won’t ever try to leave again.”

“That’s not going to work on me, Wynter. I’ve been playing people my whole life, I know exactly when someone’s lying.” I unravel one of the ropes and hold it between my hands, backing her up against the wall as I advance on her.

I don’t see her leg kicking out before it’s too late and her foot connects with my balls.

“Fuck!” I groan, my cock throbbing with pain, and… is that pleasure?

She tries to run and I grab her throat, pinning her against the wall. Bringing my face right up to hers, I can't help but smile maniacally and she flinches.

“Please don’t tie me up. You know what they did to me. I know you saw the chain. So please don’t be like them. Please,” her voice breaks on the last word. Like a switch just went off in her head, her eyes go vacant.

No, she doesn’t get to leave me like that.

Pressing my forehead to hers, my hair creates a curtain around our faces, allowing me to cocoon her in myself. When she opens her eyes all she’ll see is me.

“I’d know everything they did if you told me, but here we are. You chose to keep yourself closed off and then you chose to run. I can’t help you if you’re out there all alone. Here with me, you’re safe.”

Her lips part a few times before she’s able to speak. “Safe?” She’s still not completely with me yet.

“Yes, my love. I’m not going to punish you for being scared. What I want is to make sure you’re never frightened again, but I also need you to know that being without me isn’t an option. I am all you have now. Anything you desire, I’ll give to you. Anything you need, I’ll provide it. Your body is already mine, all I need from you now is your mind and soul. And you will give them to me. What I’m about to do to you will help you understand. Now take your clothes off and get on the bed.”

She searches my eyes for a way out of this, but my resolve is firm.

Her entire body seems to shrink as she undresses for me and climbs onto the bed. I don’t want her to be weak and submissive like Dean’s girl. What I want from Wynter is her spirit, but I just need to break it in a bit first. Get it wired into her brain that she can fight and hate me all she wants as long as she never tries to leave me again.

“I’ve been wanting to do this since I saw you fast asleep, clutching onto my rope like it could save your life.”

Wynter shakes her head and that familiar darkness in her eyes takes over. We may have different ghosts, but I know how it feels to be haunted all the same.

“It’s me. It will only ever be me,” I say firmly as I climb on top of her and push two fingers into her mouth. She blinks, coming back to life for me. I lean in, brushing my lips over her cheek. “I’ve been nothing but careful with you, my love. I’m not going to start hurting you now. This is for your own good.”

I can see her barriers breaking down as quickly as she tries to put them up. If I felt between her legs, I can guarantee she’d be wet. For me.

Somehow being filled soothes her. I’m more than happy to help calm her down that way.

My cock throbs in anticipation.

Removing my fingers I command her, “On your knees, face down.” She gets into position and I start weaving the rope around her legs, like a spider trapping its meal. Using the spiral futomomo technique, her ankles and thighs are secured tightly together. She’s prostrated for me, practically praying to me with her pussy on full display.

I’ve not practiced Shibari on another person in a long time and when I have it's never felt like this. There’s a power behind it, but I also can’t get over how beautiful it looks on her. How secure it makes her. If I have her tied like this she can never leave me.

I tie the rope off then grab another one and bring her wrists behind her back to bind them together. She doesn’t fight me as I cross the rope between her arms all the way up to her shoulder blades.

“Bones, please, that’s so uncomfortable. I’m sorry, okay? Did you honestly expect me to stay with you after I found that out? You were there just hours before my life was shattered. How am I supposed to know you didn’t have something to do with it?”

I go still for a moment, the rope loosening between my fingers. “You really believe that? After everything I’ve done, you think I was the one that took you?”

“I don’t know anything anymore! I’ll take your punishment, but just know that I won’t ever be able to trust you again after this. It’s just as bad as what they did.”

She’s comparing me to her rapists again?

“You think I’m as bad as them? My love, I can be so much worse. The thing that separates me from those monsters is that I wouldn’t dream of having you unconscious for all of the wonderful things I’m going to do to you.”

She buries her face into the mattress as she tries not to cry.

I watch her like that. My red rope spun so intricately around her limbs. My cock and heart both swollen and throbbing with love.

I vowed to never let anyone into my heart, but with Wynter it’s as easy as breathing.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I rasp out. As my eyes trail down to her pussy a sense of satisfaction overwhelms me.

“Do you want this? Want me to fuck you and make you come so hard that no other man exists in the universe except me?”

“No,” she says defiantly. That’s my little viper. So strong, so full of fire.

“Your body wants this so fucking badly, little viper.” I drag a finger along her wet cunt. “It’s about time you gave your mind chance to catch up.”

Grabbing her hips I press my face to her pussy, her wetness coating me like a mask. I’m slow and gentle as I draw her pleasure out. I know it will be tangling itself with the pain from the rope, creating a complicated web of desire. One that’s going to take her a long time to get out of.

“I’d worship you like this every second of the day if I could,” I mumble against her pussy.

When I blow on her clit a soft noise escapes her, so I do it again and again. Licking her then blowing cool air until she’s writhing in her restraints.

“What do you need? Want me to make you come like this? With just my tongue alone? Or how about with my fingers deep inside you?”

I push two fingers straight into her pussy, not stopping until her ass is flush with my palm. She lets out a long wail as I viciously fuck them into her. Her pussy spasming around me already, eager to cover me in her come.

I insert a third, then switch them out momentarily for just my thumb. “Tell me to stop.”

Wynter doesn’t say anything.

Pulling my thumb out, I reinsert my fingers into her pussy and press my now-slick thumb to her ass.

She doesn’t know what I’m doing until it’s too late and I’m forcing the tip into her tight little hole.

“No, no, no!” she shouts.

“Relax. Give it time and this will feel so fucking good.”

I pulse the tip of my thumb in and out of her, sinking deeper each time. My fingers still fucking her pussy.

Her come drips down her thighs and I bend down to lick it up before it escapes me inside the ropes.

“You’re close, aren’t you? Shall I continue or do you still want me to stop?”

“Don’t…don’t stop.” She gasps as I pull away completely. It takes less than a second for me to have my hard cock in my hand and to push the head inside her pussy.

“Fuck, Bones!” she cries out like she’s in pain, but she’s hardly telling me no.

“You will only ever think of me,” I push all the way inside, watching as each piercing disappears and not stopping until my hips hit her ass. “You’re mine, Wynter, and I’m yours.”

It takes all my self control to hold myself still, but I manage to as I take deep breaths. She does the same and I stroke her head to give her some comfort.

“Why did you stop?” she pants. “Just get it over with.”

Leaning down I whisper in her ear, “No. You’re going to use me.” It elicits a shiver out of her.

I can feel her holding back, willing herself not to beg for me.

“Use me, little viper, fuck yourself on my cock.”

She clenches around me and my stomach tightens with pleasure.

Part of me wants to fuck her senseless anyway, but she needs to understand what I am to her.

“I can stay here all day if that’s what it takes. I’ll be inside you until all your memories of those men are replaced with me.”

“There are no memories! That’s the worst part. Everything they did, I had to imagine. Every single disgusting thing they could have done to me is all in my head. I don’t know what’s real anymore.”

“This is real.” I stroke her clit and she arches her back as much as she can with the rope.

“You’re—” She shivers. “You’re insane.”

“This is all for you, my love. Tell me to stop and I will. I’ll leave you like this so you can deal with the monsters in your mind by yourself or I can stay. Use me to battle them. Fuck yourself on my cock until your mind is free.”

Her muscles tense as she tries to inch forward.

“I…can’t move.” Tears leak from her eyes, but she’s not broken. She’s still scowling at me over her shoulder.

“Yes, you can. Rock your hips for me, my love.”

Gently placing my hands on her hips, I guide her for the first few strokes. She’s gasping as my cock leaves her and slides back home slowly. On the third go, I let her do the work herself.

Fuck, she’s perfect. She’s a panting sweaty mess beneath me and I fucking love it. All that energy she’s spending on pleasuring herself on me. Getting herself off yet again today under my instruction.

“I told you your skin would look beautiful covered in red,” I say, my voice rough with lust. “ Kinbaku-bi is perfect for you. Perhaps you’ve heard of it as Shibari? The traditional name is much more appropriate for you. The beauty of tight binding.”

I give the ropes on her arms a tug and she whimpers in response, too lost in us to speak.

“You’ve wound yourself so tightly around my heart, around my soul. It’s only right I do the same to you. I know you hate me. I’ll hold out hope that one day you won’t, but for now I’m content with feeling that hate.”

“You’re going to be waiting a very long time,” she manages to pant out. Her orgasm close.

I chuckle and the sound pisses her off so much that her pussy clenches.

“Tell me what you’re feeling. Who’s inside your body and mind?”

She groans in frustration as she keeps rocking herself on me. Her body moving at a faster pace now.

“Tell me,” I repeat.

“You. It’s you. You’re everywhere.”

She so fucking close. I bring my thumb back to her ass and push it inside. At the same time, I lean forward and slip my fingers into her mouth. She cries out around them as she comes.

I’ve been on edge since she held my cock in her mouth in the car and I spill inside her without needing to move. Her tight pussy milking me enough already.

Once I pull out of all of her holes she can barely breathe. My come floods out, coating the backs of her thighs and seeping between the seams of the rope.

Brushing the hair that’s stuck to her face out of the way, I kiss her temple. She’s too spent to reject it.

“Tell me who you thought of? Whose face filled your mind as you were stuffed full of cock?”

“You. Yours.” She’s not just saying that. I emptied her mind by filling her body completely.

“That’s right.” I push my fingers inside her pussy putting my come back inside and she clenches. “This pussy is mine. Every drop of come inside you will belong to me. You’ll never think of another man while I’m in you. And I will always be in you. Do you understand?”

“I understand.” She may agree with my words, but I don't think she quite comprehends the extent of my obsession with her.

“You’re going to stay here with me dripping out of you and all you’re going to think of is me.”