36. WYNTER

36

WYNTER

N oah and I can’t take our hands off each other when we get home. A trail of our clothes leads up the stairs in the main house all the way to the bedroom.

Nothing sexual has happened, yet, but it feels more intimate than ever before.

“I knew you’d come for me,” I say, running my hands up his arms and lacing them around the back of his neck. “When Daniella had me. I was ready to fight my way out, but I knew you’d be waiting for me at the end.”

As he shoves me back against the wall, he presses his forehead to mine and looks deep into my eyes. I see the fear there as he says, “When I saw the smoke I was terrified I’d already lost you. Should have known my little viper wouldn’t let anyone get the best of her though.”

“Anyone? Not even you?” I tease him.

Grabbing his bare hips I pull him closer to me until his hard cock is pressed against my stomach. I rub my thumb over the W on his skin and he groans, rocking his hips. The head of his cock leaving a shiny line of precum behind.

“Especially not me,” he says roughly. “All this time I thought I was in control, turning you into what I wanted you to be, but it was the other way around. You’ve got me on my knees for you, little viper.”

Pouting my lips out, I push him back and say, “This doesn’t look like you on your knees.”

With a dark grin on his face, he drops to the floor and stares up at me eagerly.

I run my fingers through his hair, making him shiver. “Why didn’t you fuck me?” I ask “All this time you could have been taking what you wanted, we had the deal after all.”

Taking my hand in his, he brings it to his lips and kisses my new ring. “I think that deal was broken the day you found out about Summer and even if it wasn’t I would never force you like that. I’ll only ever fuck you because you want me to. Do you want me to?” There’s some hesitation in his question like there’s a chance I really will reject him. Even after agreeing to marry him, he’s still scared of losing me.

I nod as I bite my lip. My breaths come a little quicker as I lean back against the wall and part my legs. “Yes I do, but first you’re going to make me come. I want to feel what that new piercing can do.”

Without any hesitation he lunges at me, grabbing my hips and burying his face into my pussy. His tongue and that perfectly placed piercing immediately find my clit.

“Fuck,” I gasp, weaving my fingers through his hair and holding him tighter to me. His teeth graze me and I hiss out a wince, but I don’t dare pull away. The pain only heightens the experience.

“You’re so good at this,” I mumble as I stare down at the ring on my finger. It’s perfect and exactly what I’d expect from Noah. I wouldn’t be surprised if it has a camera or another tracking chip hidden inside. I kinda hope it does. There’s something nice about knowing he’ll be able to come for me no matter what happens. I know he needs that comfort for himself after losing his family and I finally understand that.

Removing one of his hands from my hips he brings it to between his own legs.

“No touching yourself,” I scold him and he glares up at me, but I see the way his eyes crinkle in the corners. He likes me putting him in his place, ordering him around.

“I’m using you as my own personal fucktoy tonight,” I tell him.

With a growl, he pushes his hand up under my left thigh and hooks my leg over his shoulder. The angle allowing him to get deeper until his tongue is so far inside me that I’m gasping for air as the piercing presses against all sorts of sensitive places in me.

When I come, I don’t hold back. Crying out a long wail, I hold his face against me. My hips bucking against him as I squirt and he drinks me up, desperate to not miss a drop.

My legs are wobbly when I straighten up. I brush the hair from his face, some strands of it now wet, and admire the way his lips now shine with me.

“Kiss me,” I order him next and he’s so quick getting to his feet that he catches me off guard. He lifts me up at the same time he plunges his tongue into my mouth. My limbs wrap around him and I open my lips wide for him to coat my tongue in my own taste.

“What next?” he rasps out and I know he desperately needs to come. I’m impressed he’s managed to hold on for this long.

“Bed,” I say with a smile as I imagine how the rest of the night will go.

Noah sets me down on the edge and starts to push me down, but I place my hands on his chest and tell him, “I want to play with the rope again.”

His eyes light up and I lean back on my elbows as I watch him rush to the closet to fetch it. My stomach jumps in excitement and I do my best to hide my grin. I am still mad at him after all. I can’t have him thinking otherwise.

When he comes back I stand up and point to the bed. “Lie down for me.”

There’s a moment of quiet as he stares deep into my soul, setting his claws in deep and dragging them over my old scars. He sees all of me and he’s claimed all of me. Now it’s time for me to claim him.

Obediently he lies on his back and I take the rope, fastening it around his wrists and wrapping the end around the headboard. Pulling it tight, he grunts as I stretch his arms high above his head.

After testing his bindings out Noah gives me a dark smile when he finds he can’t break free. “Good job, my love. You’ve got me right where you want me so fuck me. Use my body. It’s yours. All of me belongs to you.”

I climb on top of him and slide my pussy back and forth along his stiff cock, making sure each piercing grazes my clit each time. Using his toned stomach for support I get myself off without letting him enter me. His muscles are tight with restraint as he keeps his body still for me.

“How does it feel?” he asks breathlessly.

“So. Fucking. Good,” I say with each buck of my hips. Bringing one hand to my breast, I tease my nipple slowly, moaning loudly from the pleasure. Then I do the same for the other. I’m close again already. My clit overly sensitive from his tongue’s assault a few moments ago.

“Sit on it,” he demands.

I shake my head and lift my hips. Grunting in frustration, he follows me by arching his back. That long cock of his desperate to find entrance in me.

“Little viper. Sit your ass down and come on my dick.” He sounds angry now, full of so much pent-up frustration and come.

Hopping off him, I kneel between his legs. I’m close to doing exactly what he wants and letting him fuck another orgasm out of me. But I won’t give him such easy satisfaction. He’s going to have to work hard for it. Work hard for me.

“You know what I’m in the mood for?”

He lifts his hips again as he licks his lips in anticipation. I grab his cock and slowly start to pump him. More precum leaks from the tip and I wipe my finger across it, being sure to flick the piercing there. I know he loves the pain.

After licking my finger clean, I say, “Something salty. Something that’s really going to make a mess as it drips all over me. All over my hands and mouth. Maybe down my chest if I’m not careful.”

“Fuck, Wynter, I’m going to explode if you keep that up,” he grinds out through clenched teeth.

I let him go and step to the side of the bed. He whines in protest and I smile innocently at him. “Ice cream. That's what I want. What were you thinking of? I hope you still have the sea salt one in the freezer. That one’s my favorite. So salty and creamy. So delicious.”

“Fucking ice cream?”

I start walking backwards toward the door and his eyes darken as he tugs at his restraints.

“Little viper, if you’re not on my cock in the next two seconds I’m going to—”

“Going to what? There’s nothing you can do like that.” I flash him a smug smile before disappearing around the corner.

Once I’m out of sight, I have to take a deep breath. I’ve never been in charge like this before and the heady power trip it’s giving me is intoxicatingly good. It’s something I could definitely get used to.

My thighs are slick when I press them together to try and ease the ache between them. Noah’s groans and shouts for me only making it worse. Pressing my back to the wall I slide my fingers over my pussy and bite back a whimper.

“When I get out of this I’m going to fuck your ass, little viper. I’m going to make that final piece of you mine!” There's no anger in his tone, just promise. Secretly I want him to break free so he can do just that and make me completely his. Or maybe he’d be completely mine?

That ice cream might not actually be a bad idea after all. I need to cool down.

Downstairs I take my time to find the tub. I grab a spoon and eat it as I head back into the bedroom.

Noah’s still rock hard, but he’s not thrashing around like I expected him to be. Instead, he lies completely still with his hands above his head.

The way he looks at me makes my entire body shiver.

“Miss me?” I ask, licking the spoon clean.

“Wynter,” he says tersely. “You ready to stop playing games and fuck me? Or do I need to come over there and teach that bratty little ass of yours a lesson?”

I laugh and eat another scoop. “You’re at my mercy tonight, remember?”

He growls in response, his eyes shining. I know that look. He’s got something planned. But what?

My stomach tightens with need and anticipation. I climb on the bed between his legs and stare down at his cock. It’s shining with his precum and my own arousal. The sight of it has me licking my lips.

Some of the ice cream in the tub has already melted and I tip it, dribbling the creamy liquid over his cock.

“Fuck,” he gasps as the cold hits him, his hips bucking along with his cock.

I know I’m going to pay for this later. Whatever punishment he decides on will be worth it though.

His abs clench tight as I pour more cold ice cream onto his balls this time.

Setting the tub aside I lean down and lick up his shaft, moaning loudly as I taste the salty mix and he chants out a series of fucks.

He’s solid iron and I know he’s close to coming already, but I’m not ready for that yet.

“No coming, I want to enjoy you first,” I say as I take my time circling my tongue around each piercing.

Once his cock is clean, I suck his balls into my mouth and moan some more. He really is delicious. He’s constantly saying how much he loves the taste of me, but I love his come just as much.

His cock twitches, tapping me on the nose, insisting I suck it next. Gripping it, I release his balls and peer up at him.

“Me first.” I crawl up his body until my knees are either side of his shoulders. With a wicked smile on his face, he stretches his tongue out for me and I lower my pussy onto his face. The sensitivity makes my orgasm come quickly and I’m coating his tongue as he laps at me.

I let out a shaky breath and sit back on his stomach. How many orgasms is that now? I've lost track and my body is really feeling the fatigue.

Noah's cock taps on my backside impatiently and I climb off him so I can flick the head. “You come when I say you can,” I say to his cock. The bed suddenly shifts and a shadow slowly looms over me. Quickly snapping my head around I see Noah sitting up.

“How did you…”

Looking behind him I see the rope laying loose on the pillows. When I look back at Noah’s face he’s smirking, dark promises filling his eyes and telling me I’m in big trouble.

“When—when did you get out of that?” I swallow down my nerves as I inch closer to the edge of the bed.

“After you left. I’m going to have to teach you how to tie some proper knots if you want to try this again.”

The fucker. He played me earlier. Made me think I had him secure.

“Now. I think I promised you something didn’t I?”

Oh fuck.

My ass clenches as I leap off the bed and run for the door. Within seconds, Noah's got his arms around my waist and is carrying me back to the bed, bending me over the edge. With my knees on the soft carpet, he pushes my upper body down onto the mattress. “Noah,” I say breathlessly.

“Don’t worry, little viper, we’ll go slow. Since you like to tease so much I’m sure you’re going to want me to really edge this one out.”

Rather than feeling his fingers or cock on my ass next like I expected, I feel his tongue.

“What are you doing?” I gasp.

He chuckles as he eats my ass. His piercing making the whole experience feel even stranger.

“I’ve waited weeks for you to let me anywhere near you. You think I’m going to be satisfied if I don’t get to have you in every.” Lick. “Single.” Thrust. “Way.” Oh my god!

I never imagined being able to come from just a tongue in my asshole, yet another orgasm is building within me.

I try to lift up to get him to give me more. To thrust inside me. To kiss me. Anything. It only makes him laugh deviously as he revels in my torment.

Pulling away he says, “So impatient, little viper. Tell me you want me. Tell me that all those nights you touched yourself, fucked your own fingers to help you sleep you imagined they were mine. My fingers, my tongue, my cock.”

I fucking knew it. He was watching through the cameras.

He presses a finger to my clit and the pain makes my back arch, but Noah pushes me back down.

“It’s too much,” I cry with his hand smothering my cheek.

“Trust me it’ll feel amazing once I’m deep in your ass.”

My whole body tenses, but not from fear. I want this so badly.

“Give me my answer and I’ll give you everything you need.” As he keeps my head pressed down on the mattress, I hear him reach into the nightstand for something. I yelp as cold liquid drips onto my ass. The tip of his finger teases my hole, just dipping in enough for a zing of pleasure to find its way to my swollen clit.

Stubbornly I say, “You have your answer, you saw it all through the cameras.”

“I did. When I wasn’t in the house.” What? “I’d keep an eye on you with the cameras. Once you’d put Summer to bed you’d read one of those smutty books. Then you’d turn the lights off and fuck yourself until you eventually passed out. That was when I came to watch over you. I was always watching, Wynter. Keeping you safe when you wouldn’t let me in. Not that you really needed me to. But I’ll always be there to protect you. I’d rather be dead than live not knowing if you’re still breathing.”

Noah’s words are a soothing balm on my ravaged soul. I’m not angry anymore. Oddly enough I’m a mix of pleased and pained that he was always looking out for me. If he had pushed past my barriers sooner I might have been able to let him in.

“Take a deep breath and relax for me, my love.”

“Yes.” I breathe deep, giving him the answers he seeks and he pushes one of his ridiculously long fingers inside me. It feels like it goes on forever as he opens me up. To my surprise, it doesn’t actually hurt. He pulls out and adds another finger. And then another. Okay, now it hurts. “Ah, slow down.”

“This is slow. I would have prepped you properly for this if we’d done it any other time, but you did say you wanted to get messy tonight.”

My face goes red with embarrassment and I start to change my mind on the whole thing. He must know as I start to tense around him.

“I want every part of you, Wynter. There’s nothing to ever be ashamed of with me.”

His words make me squirm with even more need, but I’m still anxious about what those piercings will feel like inside me. “What about the ice cream?” I ask, desperate for anything to make him give me a reprieve.

“You better hope you licked me clean enough. Don’t worry, if you get an infection I’ll happily take care of you.”

That should be a turn-off, but it’s actually the complete opposite. As I remember all the times he’s looked after me or been soft with me my body starts to relax.

He starts spreading his fingers inside me and tears prick my eyes. I take a deep breath so I don’t start sobbing. The pain’s not unbearable yet, but there’s just something about him taking me like this that makes me feel so vulnerable.

None of my firsts have been with Noah, but in a way this is brand new. I’d never done anal before my time in captivity and then I never really experienced it. Thankfully.

When he removes his fingers, I whine out from the empty feeling he leaves and he strokes my hair soothingly.

“Shh, my love, I’m going to make you feel so good.”

The blunt head of his cock presses against my hole and although he’s stretched me out it feels like there’s no way he’ll fit.

I let out a long breath and he pushes in. I can feel that he’s lubed himself up for me. That makes me relax more and he slides in a little easier. Every piercing popping into my ass is intense. Each one making me gasp out as my body buzzes with pleasure. The tears I was holding back fall freely as he fully seats himself inside my ass.

“Oh my god,” I choke out.

“Mmm, that’s right,” he groans in pleasure and starts to rock his hips.

I’ve never felt so full, but I still feel like I’m missing something as my pussy clenches. “Noah, baby, please,” I whine as I push back against him. “Fill me up, please.”

He doesn’t need me to explain the details of what I need as he pushes three fingers into my pussy, his palm grinding against my clit as he pumps them in and out.

“Oh god. Yes.”

“No, you’re not quite full yet,” he chuckles and I don’t know how else I can be filled by him until he pushes the fingers of his other hand against my lips. I open up for him immediately and take them deep.

He lifts me so my back is flush with his front. My mind goes completely blank as every one of my holes is fucked. He’s practically got his entire fist in my mouth and I’m drooling around him. His fingers fuck my pussy at the same achingly slow pace as he fucks my ass. It’s heaven and hell in one intense form.

Drool leaks down onto my chest and as it cools on my nipples they pucker harder. My hands seem to have a mind of their own as they caress my body and eventually focus on my nipples.

All I can do is moan and rock my hips against Noah who starts to take me faster. My body tightens up around him. More tears gather in my eyes and I let them fall knowing that I’m so full, so satisfied, so perfectly his.

"I'm not sure what's tighter, the chokehold your ass has on my cock or the one your soul has on my heart."

I come hard, pain blossoming throughout my body. In my ass, pussy, mouth, and throat. There’s even a phantom pain in my back where the tracker’s nestled and on my thigh where his name has permanently healed onto me.

I garble words around his fingers and he pulls them free. Letting out a sob I cry, “I love you, Noah.” He goes completely still. Then with a guttural groan, he empties himself into me. The hot release makes me cry out as it stings a little.

His fingers slip out of me, but his cock remains as he collapses, pushing me down onto the bed beneath him.

“I’m going to need you to say that again,” Noah breathes against my ear.

“Get your cock out of my ass and maybe I will.”

I wince as he slips out and come drips down my thighs.

Picking me up, he sits on the bed with me draped over his lap. My ass rests between his legs so there’s no pressure on it.

I lean my head against his shoulder and look up at him.

There’s a soft expression on his face as he waits for me to say the words again. I could drag this out, make him squirm some more as punishment for what he did. But I understand him now.

Everything he did came from a good place. In his own selfish way, he thought he was doing the right thing for me.

“I love you, baby,” I say softly. Smiling back at me, he brushes some tears from my cheeks that I didn’t know were there.

“I’m so fucking lucky. I don’t deserve you.”

Running the pad of my finger down the scar on his face I say, “I think we’ve both proven we deserve each other.” I’m not sure if that’s a good or a bad thing. It simply is.

We bring out the best and the worst in each other and we’re both learning to accept all of it without question. My time away from him led me to realize how much I need him and his darkness. I've been denying my own true self and I've come to terms with the dark parts of me.

“I’ll always be yours,” I look down at his name on my thigh. He places his hand over the scar and squeezes gently before tilting my chin up.

His lips brush against mine as he says, “You’ve had all of me from the start, Wynter, and that will never change. I love you, my little wife.”

I blush as I remember the cemetery. “You have to actually marry me first before you can call me that.”

“Tomorrow. I can get it all arranged and—”

I press my fingers to his lips. “Slow down.”

Our entire relationship has been a whirlwind. Fast and chaotic. For once, I want to take things slow with him. Do everything right. “How about Summer and I move in here first and then we can think about wedding arrangements?”

He grins. “Anything for you, my love. If you ask me to wait an eternity to marry you I will. I’ll crawl at your feet until you’re ready to say I do.”

I now know that he’s not just telling me what I want to hear. This man would die by my hand if that’s what I wanted.

He’s the dark part of me that’s lingered below the surface waiting to be unleashed. He’s my devil. My nightmare. The one that keeps me safe while bringing every one of my dark desires to life.

“I know you will, my beautiful monster.”