5. BONES

5

BONES

I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard in my entire life.

As soon as I saw her I knew I had to take her. Then seeing her fast asleep in my closet of all places, solidified that feeling of needing to keep her. To help her.

I can’t let her go.

So what a fucking delightful surprise to find that she’s got some fire in her.

Watching her try to keep it under control, I could only assume that’s the reason she’s covered head to toe in bruises. Tommaso or whoever else deigned to put their fucking hands on her must have wanted her quiet and breakable.

Fuck, I wish I could go back and kill him myself.

I’m sure as hell going to kill anyone else that’s hurt her.

All I need is for her to tell me the truth, but she won’t even tell me her name. It didn’t help that I was a jerk to her. I just wanted to get her worked up. Push a few buttons to see what she’s really like underneath that quiet facade she puts on.

It’s already midday and she’s not left my room. I suppose it’s our room now.

I should probably bring her something to eat, especially since she didn’t manage much last night. Being near her makes me feel oddly awkward though and I end up being an asshole to her. I’ve never had a girlfriend. Never even had someone else in my bed before. Anytime I’ve fucked someone it’s been anywhere but here. So I’m not really used to the domestic side of relationships.

Still, she needs to eat. I’m not going to be like the monsters that starved her.

Maybe I could take her some coffee as a peace offering? No, she'd probably throw it in my face.

Why does that thought make me smile so much?

I pick up a banana from the fruit bowl. That’s way too phallic. Jesus Christ. Why is this so difficult?

The front doorbell rings, taking me by surprise and I toss the banana back.

I go to answer it and find Luka waiting outside.

“You didn’t think to call before you turned up?”

He gives me a blank, unreadable expression. “You gave me the code for the gate, didn’t think I needed to announce my presence to enter. It’s not my day off so make it quick, I’ve got to be back at the hospital in an hour.” He checks his watch as he pushes past me. God, he sounds as happy as ever.

“How’s Dean holding up?” I ask as I close the door behind him. This morning my little viper was still asleep so I went to check on him at the hospital. I got a proper introduction to Willow and he seemed in pretty good spirits.

“He’ll be fine. He’s already wanting to go home.”

“I’m not surprised.” We head upstairs and I keep making small talk because I know he hates it.

He doesn’t say anything, just stares straight ahead as we get to the bedroom.

I tell him to wait outside while I check on my little viper.

She’s probably still asleep, so I don’t knock before I enter. Inside I find the bed empty. The whole room feels void of her, the bed doesn’t even look slept in. The thought of her choosing to sleep in the closet again irks me. “Little viper? I’ve got someone here to see you.”

I hear movement from in the closet and I head quietly over to it. The lights are off in there and I know she’s playing games now. I try to hide my smile, but fuck this is fun.

“Little viper?” I sing song as I step inside. “Come out, come out wherever you are.”

Sensing movement behind me, I turn to find her standing in the doorway with a look of pure determination on her face. One of my heavier platform boots flies at my head and I duck just in time for it to not break my nose.

The closet door slams shut and I hear her footsteps as she runs out of the bedroom.

Then I hear her scream.

Fuck .

She’s mine to play with, not his.

“Stay down,” Luka says with irritation. There’s also something else to his voice that I can’t quite place. He sounds different. Like a hint of an accent slipped out.

I brush it off. It doesn’t matter. All that matters is her.

When I rush out after her, I find her on her knees in front of Luka. His hand is fisted tightly in her hair and she’s holding onto his arm with tears in her eyes.

“This is her I assume, Bones?” As he says my name, her eyes find mine, there’s both fear and confusion in them.

I want to tear him off her and break every one of his fingers, but I keep a cool head. I need him on my side. It’s not easy finding a doctor that you can trust with your dirty little secrets.

Stalking over to them, I crouch down and say, “I think I can take care of my little pet from here, doc.” A few errant tears have fallen from her eyes, probably more from the bite of pain rather than her fear. Still, she remains as defiant as ever. Luka releases his hold on her and I take over by gripping her chin. With my other hand, I catch some of her tears on my thumb and bring them to my mouth.

She scowls at me and gnashes her teeth like a feral animal. “Let me go, you freaks!”

I hope she’s this passionate when she’s on my cock.

“Are you going to be good and let the doctor examine you or do I have to tie you up first?”

“I can sedate her if necessary,” Luka chimes in, sounding oddly excited for once.

“No!” She blurts out then quietly adds, “I’ll be good, I swear.” The fire in her eyes starts to dim and I want to rile her up to ignite it again, but I’d much rather do that without Luka here.

“Get on the bed then.” Letting go of her, I stand up and offer my hand, but she bats it away, choosing to get up by herself.

She goes to sit on the bed and stares silently down at her hands in her lap.

“What do you need me for specifically?” Luka asks, distracting me from her sudden shift in mood.

“Whatever you need to do to make sure she’s clean and check if she's on birth control.” I watch her as I speak, to gauge her reactions, but if she’s feeling anything she’s hiding it well.

Luka sets his satchel down on the bed and takes out a pair of black latex gloves, tugging them on with a snap . There’s a flash of a smile on his face as she flinches.

He takes her hand and surprisingly she doesn’t put up a fight. I don’t like him touching her, but it needs to be done. He’s only a little older than me and he’s a hit with the ladies at the hospital thanks to his messy blond hair and trimmed body. She doesn’t pay him any attention though. Not like she does to me. That’s a fucking lovely boost to my ego.

As Luka checks her pulse he points out her bruises.

“They’re not my doing if that’s what you’re thinking.”

He nods along, his eyes roaming her body while still remaining professional. “I’ll give her a full checkup to make sure she’s healthy.” When he looks over the bruised band of skin on her ankle he doesn’t react. He rarely does.

I’ve known the man for years yet everything I know about him is at surface level.

“I’m right here. Are you not going to ask me if that’s what I want?” My little viper perks back up.

“No,” Luka says bluntly. “You’re not the one paying me.”

She looks up at me and scowls. There she is.

“If you told me your story already then I wouldn’t need him to do the guesswork for me.”

“I’m not on birth control.” She looks at Luka. “Can you check if I’m pregnant?”

“I’ll need to check before giving you the shot anyway.”

Pregnant ?

Why would she be used for sex without protection? Surely that would have made her worthless to her previous owner. Plus Tommaso had a wife. Then again, they didn’t have any kids of their own.

Fuck. That can’t be why she was there? It had to have just been for sex.

As if she can sense my questions, she looks up at me. I know she’s trying to hide the sadness in her eyes, but it shines through and burns straight to my heart.

Luka continues to check her over and she lets him move her around like a little doll. “Lie down.” She shuffles down the bed and fixes her eyes on one spot on the ceiling.

He pulls her shirt up and presses on her stomach. She grimaces and I have to clench my fists so I don’t rip him away from her. This is just professional, he’s not looking at what’s mine for any other reason.

His hands move lower until they’re on the waistband of the sweats of mine she’s wearing. I watch her take a deep breath and lift her hips like she knows exactly what comes next.

As soon as he starts to pull them down, I snap.

Grabbing the back of his shirt, I yank him away from her.

“What the hell?” he shouts. She scrambles up to a sitting position and brings her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms tight around them.

Great, now I’ve scared her even more.

“You don’t touch her there,” I snarl at Luka before letting him go. He straightens out his shirt and smooths his hair down. There’s an ice-cold fury in his eyes that I’ve not seen before, but it doesn’t go further than that as he keeps a tight control over his emotions.

“Do you want me to check her over or not?”

“I’ll do it myself. Lie back down,” I say harsher than I intended. Squaring her jaw, she shakes her head. Usually, I’d crave her defiance, but now isn’t the time for it.

“So you’ll eagerly spread your legs for him, but not me?”

“ He’s a doctor. You’re just a pervert.”

Luka chuckles behind me and I clench my fists. “Who says this isn’t some elaborate role play we’re acting out before we both fuck you?” Her eyes widen and my chest tightens. “Lie the fuck down, little viper. Your exam’s not done and I'm more than happy for Luka to sedate you so I can do the rest of it without you fighting me.”

That fear is back in her eyes and she quickly gives in. It’s not gone unnoticed how afraid she is of being knocked out. It hurts me to use it against her. I’m not sure why I keep being so awful to her, but I can’t help myself.

While still looking like she wants to slap me, she lies down.

“Gloves?” Luka says monotonously and I’m not sure if it was actually a question.

“I don’t need them.” No way am I having anything in the way of my first touch of her pussy.

“Do you know what to look for?” Luka asks from behind me.

“I know what a pussy’s supposed to look like.”

Kneeling at the foot of the bed, I grab her ankles and spread her wide to grant myself the first look at her pussy. It’s quickly obstructed as she covers herself with her hands.

“Little viper,” I seethe. My patience is growing thin thanks to my cock’s incessant rubbing against my pants. Her hands shake as she moves them to her sides.

I’ve seen plenty of pussy before, but never really took the time to appreciate one. Or maybe hers is just worth admiring?

“If you’re looking over here, Luka, I will cut your dick off and blind you with it.” I can’t look over to check if he is. It’s impossible to take my eyes off her.

Gently, I run my fingers over her curls and she gasps, her hips squirming away from me. I hold her thighs down with my elbows so I can part her and let my fingers trace the contours of her pussy. She’s dry but as I keep touching her she starts to get wet.

Her fingers dig into the sheets and I imagine them curled into my hair as I eat her out.

Gathering the slight wetness onto the tip of my finger, I drag it up to her clit and she whimpers. She fucking whimpers.

When I eventually tear my eyes off her pussy, it’s to look at her face.

She’s watching my every move with wide eyes and parted lips. Her cheeks are flushed and from this angle, I can see her nipples hardening under her shirt.

As I move my finger back to her entrance and push it slowly inside, her body tenses and her walls pulse around me. Fuck, is she about to come?

I quickly pull out, there’s no way I’m letting that happen with an audience.

“Are you done?” she snaps breathlessly and I get off her so she can cover up. My cock’s getting painful from how sensitive and hard it is. The piercings only make it that much more difficult to concentrate on anything but it.

“As good a pussy as any,” I say, hiding how phased I really am by it. “What’s next?”

Luka pulls a pregnancy test out of his bag and hands it to me.

“You always come this prepared?”

“You’d be surprised how often someone like you calls me with a problem like this. She can do the test now and the results will be ready by the time I’ve taken her blood. I can’t give her the birth control until we know.”

“I hope you need to pee.” I smile at her, wiggling the test between my fingers. She snatches it from me on her way to the bathroom.

Before she can slam the door shut, I put my foot in the way. “I need to know you’re not faking it.”

She looks at me, horrified. “You’re serious?”

I nod and smirk at her as I wait for another hit of her delicious fire. But it’s not there. Looking down at the test in her hand she sighs, “Fine.”

It takes a long moment of silence before she starts to pee. Our eyes remain locked and our stand-off turns me on more than it should. Not because she’s pissing. I know from experience I’m not a water sports guy. It’s just her. Everything she does stokes a fire inside me and it’s like she feeds off it as well.

I hold my hand out for the test, but she keeps a tight grip on it. “Need to make sure you’re not lying, little viper.”

“Same here.”

I take a step forward and she flinches. Rather than hand it to me, she slams it down on the counter and marches back into the bedroom. I watch as she sits on the edge of the bed and holds her arm out ready for Luka to take her blood.

Why is she so compliant for him? She’s not even flinching as the needle goes in or when he touches the pulse point on her wrist like he has some right to do that.

“Did you do all this for Dean?” I ask to distract myself and Luka shakes his head.

“You saw what he was like in the hospital, you think he’d let anyone near that girl?”

I know that more than anyone, but I’m surprised he’s been paying enough attention to know that himself.

“It’ll be ready now,” he says, nodding towards the bathroom.

I head back in to grab the test and see one pink line. Thank fuck .

The last thing I needed was the mess of her having a baby in her. What would I have done? I don’t think I’ll ever be ready to be a dad.

She’s strong enough to still be kicking after whatever she’s been through, surely I have the balls to not be scared about the possibility of her being knocked up.

Not that it can happen with me anyway. After a few too many black-out nights where I wasn’t sure if I’d even used a condom, I decided to make life easier and get a vasectomy. She doesn’t need to know that though. I can make her squirm a little if I need to.

“What does it say?” She looks nervous. I’m tempted to drag this out and really make her beg me to tell her, but I’m more eager to get Luka out of here.

“It’s negative,” I say as I go back into the bedroom.

“Can I see?” She’s brimming with nervous energy when I hand her the test. As she checks it her entire body relaxes. Yet a slight tremble in her hand remains. I reach to take the test back, but she keeps a tight grip on it and I decide to let her keep it.

In the meantime, Luka pulls out a metal syringe from a small leather case in his bag and uncaps it.

She inches back as she spots it. “What’s in that?”

“Your birth control. It will be over quickly if you stay still.” She looks between us then seems to understand how limited her options are and she holds out her arm.

Luka inserts the syringe without warning and she bites her lip hard.

My dick twitches and I get the urge to comfort her with it. To make her forget the pain and think of nothing but my cock.

Once he’s done, Luka tidies up his things and turns to me. “Bloods will take at least a day to process and I’d advise using condoms until you know she’s completely clean. If you don’t and you catch something it’s not on me. I’ll let you know the results when they’re in. Also, she’s clearly malnourished. I can get you a script for some supplements. Keep her well-fed and hydrated. I’d suggest plenty of sunlight, but knowing you, I’m sure that won’t be an option.”

“I’m not an animal,” she mumbles to herself.

“Thanks, doc. Need me to see you out?” I don’t take my eyes off her as I talk to him.

“Wait! Shouldn’t he get tested as well?” She jabs her thumb my way.

“I get checked regularly. I’m clean.”

Her face tells me she doesn’t believe me, but she doesn’t push it.

“I’m already running late, I don’t need you holding me up anymore,” Luka huffs.

I wait for his footsteps to disappear down the hall before I open my mouth. “Do you get wet for all your captors or just me?”

Eagerly I ready myself for another scorching remark, but she looks away from me and focuses on the window.

“If all you want from me is sex, can we just get it over with already? Or am I not clean enough for you?”

“I—” my throat closes up as I try to think of what to say.

I do want that. Who wouldn’t? She’s fucking stunning and so is her pussy.

Something’s stopping me from just fucking her though and I’m not sure what it is.

I’m insanely hard for her and she got wet for me. It’s like we’re meant to fuck. But I can’t stop my brain from running a mile a minute with questions.

“I want you to tell me who you are. If I know your real name and what happened to you then I can…help.”

“Help? Helping me would be taking me to the police! Or even just letting me walk out of here alive. I know you only want what you want, so don’t try and trick me. I won’t fall for it.”

The way her temper makes my cock throb is making it difficult to think. The reasonable thing to do next would be to reassure her that she’s safe with me. But I’ve never been one to make good decisions.

I go to her side of the bed and when she tries to move away, I grab her by the throat and hold her in place. “You’re going to tell me your name.”

“I already—” I tighten my grip, cutting her words off while being sure not to do any real damage.

“You’re going to tell me your real name or I’ll make you come.”

A breath catches in her throat. Gotcha .

“I know you’re desperate to. I got you close earlier, didn’t I? Or did I just imagine your pussy milking my fingers like it was hungry for my cock?” I laugh. “You got so wet for me when I barely touched you. Bet you’re absolutely soaked now.”

Tossing a scowl my way, she arches her back like she’s taunting me to snap her neck. To end it here for her. It would be so easy to. She’s so small and fragile.

What the fuck has she endured to give her life to me so willingly?

The feel of her pulse beneath my fingers stirs every dormant primal need inside of me back to life.

Slowly I drag my other hand down between her legs, being sure to feel every inch of skin along the way. I want her body mapped out in my mind for eternity.

The heat of her pussy is so present on my fingers before I’ve even touched her and I can smell myself on her from here. She’s showered, used my products, covered herself in me .

“Ladies choice.” I loosen my hold on her throat, giving her the chance to answer, but she keeps her lips glued shut. That defiant fire in her eyes tells me enough.

Self-preservation always wins out.

Letting go of her throat, I gently push her back onto the bed and press my fingers against her pussy, sliding into her entrance.

My eyes flash with hunger as I feel the wet heat inside. She doesn’t cower or fight me. No, my little viper’s far too stubborn for that.

I’m looking forward to finding out what it takes to push her to the edge. To see what she looks like as she really burns when her rage explodes out of her.

I just have to make sure I don’t get caught in the flames.

“Got anything to say for yourself?” I taunt, to help distract me from my own needs. My piercings rub against the inside of my boxers and my waistband is getting uncomfortably wet with precum. If I’m not careful I’ll come like this.

“It’s just my body. It’s natural, not anything to do with you.”

I raise an eyebrow at her. Really? She’s going down that route?

“Is that so? Did your pussy flutter like this for that old prick Tommaso?”

She lets out a small gasp and quickly tries to hide it, but I heard it all too clearly.

“Answer me.”

“No! I—I don’t think so…”

Think so? Surely she’d know.

“So this is all for me then.” Bringing my fingers to my lips, I taste her for the first time.

Big mistake.

As soon as her come hits my tastebuds, I’m gone. My soul just evacuated my body because it knows there’s no coming back from this.

With a long groan, I suck my fingers hard and pull them free with a loud pop.

“Such a generous girl. Giving me all of this.”

I tear open her shirt, exposing her beautiful delicate body to me. Then I drop to my knees and grab her hips, yanking her ass to the edge of the bed. I say a silent prayer of thanks to whatever being has gifted me this.

“Stop, don't— oh god !” She screams as I press my face to her pussy and feast.

There’s none of my usual skill as I eat her out. It’s like tasting pussy for the first time. I’m not even sure if I care about getting her off, all I want is to taste. To feed. To devour.

It’s no secret to anyone who knows me that I like to fuck, but turns out they were all wrong and so was I. That enjoyment was nothing compared to this.

What I’ve spent my life doing is trivial, worthless, when I now know she exists. I’d erase it all if it meant I could have had her from the start.

It’s like each stroke of my tongue wipes away a part of my debauched past. Her come cleansing my soul, baptizing me to start anew. From this day on, I know I’ll never think of another pussy again. Never think of another person again. My entire world has been pulled into her orbit and now only spins for her.

I’m fully aware of how insane this is. A pussy shouldn’t make a man react this way.

I’m fucked, yet I don’t care to fight these feelings.

My hands grip the backs of her thighs and I push her legs up to spread her even wider, hooking them over my shoulders.

I can feel how close she is from how tense her muscles are under my palms. “Relax, give yourself what you need.”

“No,” she groans.

“I can stop,” I say between licks and bites. “Only if you tell me the truth. Tell me your name.”

“I—I don’t even know your name!” She’s panting now. Her hands grabbing onto the sheets. I wish I could see her face, have her watch me eat her out, but she keeps her head flat on the bed.

“You know my name,” I say as I nip at her inner thigh.

Finally, her head pops up. Her face flushed and shining with perspiration.

“Bones isn’t a name.”

I laugh as I go back to eating her out. Her head falls back and she sighs, “Oh god.”

God must definitely be in the room with us because I’m seeing heaven in this pussy.

When I suck her clit into my mouth, I feel her body tense up again. She’s holding back, trying her hardest not to come.

Turns out I do want her to get everything out of this.

I need to give her a distraction if I want her to come. My cock would be the perfect one, but I’m hesitant to scare her off.

Fingers are a good enough alternative. Snaking one hand up over her stomach and breasts, I find her lips.

“What are—” she’s cut off by two of my fingers pushing inside her mouth. To start with she protests around them and tries pulling my hand away, but after a while of holding them there while I keep eating her cunt, she starts to suck.

Fuck.

Either someone trained her well or she really does want me.

My balls pulse as I recall how she slapped me the last time I invaded her mouth this way. That spurs me on to get her to break for me.

I circle her clit with my tongue before plunging it inside her.

“Mmm,” she moans around my fingers and her hips lift, her pussy smothering me as she comes.

Just the sound of her mewling as she rides her orgasm out on my face is enough to break me and I come. Like a damn teenager. My pants soaking from the load that should have been for her.

It’s nowhere near a good enough release. One day I’ll have her sucking my cock like she still is my fingers.

She seems to forget where she is as she lies there in her post-orgasm bliss. I rest my cheek on her inner thigh while I clean her up with my tongue.

I’d happily sleep down here if she let me.

I take one more swipe along her pussy just to keep the promise of her on my tongue for a little while longer.

Then I crawl over her so we’re face to face. Her eyes widen with panic and she pulls my fingers from her mouth.

“Satisfied?” she scolds me and starts trying to cover up.

“I should be asking you that. Your pussy is the only nourishment I’ll need from now on, my love.” I’m not sure where the name comes from, but it feels right. Love and lust are the same beast to me. “You don’t have to hide from me.”

“I’m not hiding! I just don’t want you perving on me anymore. I’m sick of men like you thinking I owe you my body.”

With a heavy sigh, I get to my feet. Thankfully, my pants are black and she can’t see the come coating the insides.

“You’re going to have to trust me, eventually. I want to help you.”

“Then let me go!”

I shake my head. “I can’t do that. But if you just talk to me then it’ll be so much easier—”

“Go to hell!” She gets off the bed and storms into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

I could easily follow her and force it open, it doesn’t have a lock. Instead, I rest my forehead against the wood. “Just tell me who I have to kill. Everyone that hurt you and made you think you don’t have a say over your own body, I’ll gladly kill them for you. I just need you to let me in.”

She doesn’t say another word, but I can hear her heavy breaths on the other side.

Clearly, she needs some space and I need a shower, so the least I can do is give her that for now. I won’t be able to keep away for long though.

She’s intoxicated me, got me addicted for another taste of her venom.