Chapter Twenty-Three

Snow

I carry her up the stairs and toward our balcony that's in our bedroom. She bangs her tiny fists onto my back, screaming at the top of her lungs for me to let her go. I'm tired of her playing games and not being open about what she wants—me. She lies to herself all the time, trying to convince herself she doesn't want me, but I'm sick of her not understanding that she doesn't have any control over her life anymore.

"I hate you, Snow!"

"No, you don't. You keep telling yourself that."

She snaps her mouth shut.

I place my hand on her ass, squeezing tight, and she squeals like a schoolgirl.

Once we make it to our bedroom, I unlock the balcony doors and push them open.

The cool nightly breeze drifting from the sea tickles my skin. I can see the crescent moon hovering above tall palm trees from here.

I set her over the balcony rail, her ass facing me. She grips the rail as hard as she can, but I'll never drop her, though I need her to believe I will so she can admit to me what she wants.

"What are you doing? Don't kill me." I hear the fear in her tone, but that's not what I want to do to her.

If I wanted her dead, she would have been dead already. I use one hand to grip her hip and the other to unbutton her pants. After I unzip them, I yank them down to her ankles. When I remove her cotton panties, I slide my fingers inside of her pussy and she lets out a squeal.

Damn, she soaks my skin, causing my dick to ache in my pants. I knew she would get off on me controlling her and putting her life in danger like this.

"P-please, Snow. Let me go. I don't like this."

"Your pussy says otherwise. You're soaking my fingers, Blue."

She lets go of the rail and I have to hold her tighter.

"Grip the rail or you will fall."

I use my other hand to yank out my dick from my gray sweatpants, stroking it.

"We're going to play a little game," I tell her.

Despite the cold, my dick aches with the need to be inside of her.

"Snow, this is crazy! I'm not playing no goddamn game! Put me down, I'm scared!"

I ignore her. "If you don't play, I'm going to drop you."

She shakes her head, so I push her farther, causing her hair to fall over the rail. "W-what?"

"You heard me."

"This is insane. You're going to kill me because I won't play with you."

I ignore her. "Who do you belong to?"

She snaps her mouth shut, grinding her teeth, and I lean her over the rail some more.

She screams.

"Snow! You're going to drop me!"

"That's the idea."

I get on my knees, holding her in place and putting my mouth on her clit, licking her like I'm dying of thirst.

"Keep going, Snow."

I pull away from her, and she lets out a moan. Interesting. I knew she was an adrenaline junkie, but this only confirms it. She's getting off on the thrill of me having full control over her life.

I inch her farther over the rail. She's lightweight, easy for me to grab and hold on to.

"Who. Do. You. Belong. To?"

Tears well in her eyes and drip off her face.

She doesn't respond.

"Not talking, huh?"

Digging my nails into her hips, I shove my dick inside of her, while her juices drip down my balls. Her pussy grips me, milking me hard. She comes from the adrenaline rush alone.

I thrust into her as hard as I can as she moans my name.

I'm going to switch tactics.

"Who do you want?" I say, grinding my teeth.

She tries to keep herself from leaning too far over the rail, but I'm the one who has all the power here—her life is in my hands as we speak. It's up to her to admit that she wants me. Just a simple answer.

I reach over and stroke her clit, and she screams my name—loud.

"Answer the fucking question."

I lean her over the railing even more.

"You! I want you!" she says with tears in her eyes.

I fuck her hard.

"You look so beautiful when you cry, Blue. Such pretty tears for a pretty woman. You look even better coming for me on my dick."

I fuck her harder, grinding my teeth, all the while her pussy squeezes the life out of me.

My spine tingles, and my balls tighten as I pull out and shoot cum all over her ass.

I turn her around to face me. She has mascara clumps around her eyelashes, pure fear filling her eyes, and her face is pale. This is how I like to see her—scared, crying, at my mercy. I knew I could get her to bend to my will.

I pick her up and slam my mouth to hers, kissing her roughly. She stares at me as if in a daze before finally kissing me back. I place her on the cobblestone wall next to the balcony and slide my dick back inside of her, finding her slippery for me. She grips my neck hard, digging her nails into my flesh. I love the pain she inflicts on me.

She kisses me deeply again, then removes her mouth and says, "I want you. I've always wanted you."

Her words are music to my ears.

I've been waiting years for her to utter those words to me.

She yanks my hair hard, making my scalp burn, and I come inside of her this time. Thankfully, she heeded my warning when I told her that her pussy was mine, because she got on birth control not too long ago. I empty out inside of her, then pull out, letting her down on the hard concrete.

I tuck myself back into my sweatpants and carry her to the bed. Then I fuck her again.

She whimpers, moaning at the same time. I come inside of her once more, and she watches me as I pull out of her.

Complete shock washes over her a moment before she slaps me across the face with tears in her eyes. She tries to hit me again but I catch her wrist in midair, then I pin her down, pulling her hand above her head.

"How long have you wanted me, Blue?"

Digging my nails into her skin, she tries to turn her head to the side, snapping those beautiful lips shut.

"Answer me, Blue."

"Go to hell," she spits.

"You lie to yourself so much, Lyrical. Your desires, your wants. Sometimes you behave like a deprived, starved woman." I place my hand around her throat, squeezing tight.

"Please d-don't k-kill me."

This is the only way I can get her to admit her own feelings.

"You look so beautiful with fear in your eyes." I squeeze tighter, cutting off her airway. I don't want her to die on me. "Tell me and I won't kill you," I whisper in her ear.

Tears stream down her face. "Since I met you!"

I grab the handcuffs from the nightstand, and I flip her over, placing her arms behind her back.

"What are you about to do to me, Snow?"

I don't answer as I grab the clit stimulator from the drawer. I place it on her clit, and she screams at the top of her lungs, trying to move away from me.

"Who do you belong to?"

She bites down on her bottom lip, so I keep the stimulator on her.

"Motherfucker! Asshole!" she screams.

I yank the stimulator from her pussy, and tears leak down her face.

"P-please let me come. Don't torture me like this."

"Who do you belong to?"

My dick aches seeing her like this, so I grab some lube and put it over my dick and her ass crack before I lift her up on her knees.

"Please, no."

I ignore her and slide my dick in her ass. She groans, pushing on my dick, like she wants me to fuck it. She squeezes so tight around me, it feels like she's trying to push me out, so I shove forward. I'm not all the way inside of her yet.

"Please… Please… Fuck!"

I place the clit stimulator back on her clit, and she screams at the top of her lungs. I slide deep into her, making sure she gets every inch of me inside of her ass.

She's going to take this dick whether she likes it or not.

I yank her ponytail hard. "Who. Do. You. Belong. To?"

"You! I belong to you!"