Chapter 25

Chapter Twenty-Five

TYRANT

When my claimed one wakes again, I’m back at her side. She blinks a few times, knowing she’s lost more time, but not sure how much.

There are books all over the floor, telling me she either threw them there out of frustration or she fell asleep and kicked everything off in her sleep.

She blinks some more and reaches for my face.

“Ty,” she purrs.

Her voice is soft and sweet. She licks her bottom lip. The curiosity pours from her. She wants to know. Yet it’s none of her business.

I spent the entire night digging into her past. Chunk after chunk of the life that makes up Serafina Lockart . And truthfully there isn’t much that makes sense, other than her evil cunt of a stepmother. That story feels cliché though if you ask me.

Serafina’s father died and her stepmother hates her but raises her anyway just to stay rich. But now all of a sudden her stepmother decides to send her to Sinners Academy . Painting this big, elaborate story of a fire and how dangerous it was. It’s not the normal for a new arrival around here.

“Will you say something?” Serafina’s voice asks so politely.

“Who is after you, claimed one ? Who did you hurt?”

“Me? I hurt someone? What did I do?”

“That’s the truth we need to find out.”

“It was Des at the party, right? It had to have been.”

I cover her mouth with my right hand. “Don’t ever speak his name while you’re in bed with me. Ever.”

I tighten my grip on her mouth. Her eyes well with tears.

“Who the fuck are you, Serafina? Why the fuck are you here?”

“Are you mad at me, Ty? Did something happen while I was sleeping? I’m-”

I move my hand over her mouth to shut her up. Of course I’m fucking mad at her. I’m fucking livid at the entire arrangement.

“Roll over and take your pants down,” I tell her. “Not all the way. Just expose your ass.”

Her eyes go wide but she nods. I move my hand from her mouth. I watch as my claimed one does as she’s told. She moves to her belly, a familiar position for her, for me to enjoy. She reaches for her pants and pushes them down.

I watch as her ass crests and appears. Soft and smooth skin. She’s like silk when I place my fingertips against her skin.

I think about our first time in the shower when I made her touch her ass. Finger her ass.

“Touch yourself, claimed one ,” I say. “Touch your cunt. Your clit. Think long and hard about who would want to hurt you and why.”

“Ty, there isn’t…”

I lift my left hand and bring it down against her right ass cheek with a hard slap. Her hips jerk against the bed and she groans. My fingers dig against her ass cheek.

“Are you defying me right now, Sera?” I growl.

“No,” she says. “I would never.”

Her right hand moves between her body and the bed. I lean to my left and watch as her fingertips appear, sliding against her wet labia, curling, exposing her hole. Swollen and throbbing.

“Tell me who you’ve hurt,” I growl.

“Nobody,” she purrs as her fingers slid against her clit.

“Quit fucking lying to me.”

I smack her ass again.

She jumps and groans. “Ty! I never…”

I dig my fingers between her ass cheeks and find something beautifully forbidden and I press my middle finger against her.

“Oh, fuck,” she sighs.

“You like this,” I tell her. “You’re fucking filthy. You like my fingers playing with your ass. Thrusting into your ass. You like it. Fucking whore …”

The words escape my mouth not exactly against my will but I hate the idea of my claimed one as a whore. Being passed around. Used and beaten by Des. And for all I know, Des will allow others to have his wife. My claimed one.

Serafina looks back at me. She looks devastated that I called her a whore.

“Tell me that you like it,” I say in a low voice.

“I like it,” she says.

“What?”

“I. Like. It.”

I curl my lip. I press my finger against her body and then slide it up to her lower back. I lift my hand again and she shudders.

“Say it,” I order her.

“I like it!” Serafina yells at me. “I’ve never done this before and I like it!”

“What exactly do you like?”

“I like when you touch my ass. I like when you smack my ass too. And I like when your fingers touch and explore back there…”

She grits her teeth and groans. Her fingers are still touching her clit.

“You’ve broken hearts before, Sera,” I tell her. “How many?”

“One I know of, Ty.” She groans. “Everyone has a first love. Right?”

The words first love make me want to scream with rage.

“What did you do to him?” I ask.

“Dumped him. For his former best friend.” She takes a deep breath and sighs. “But he cheated on me. It was a mess. It was… it was high school…”

She groans louder. This confession session has her dripping with desire. I grab her right forearm and pull her hand away from her cunt. She gasps and stares at me in disbelief.

“That’s the worst you did?” I ask. “You broke some guy’s heart by dumping him? You set some stuff on fire at home? That’s it?”

Serafina nods.

Something doesn’t add up here. At all. I decide to move on. I reach for the nightstand, open the top drawer and take out an object that I’m sure is foreign to my claimed one . I have to teach her. Train her. Break her.

In the palm of my hand is a metal, teardrop shaped object. I know where it’s going to go, but I wonder if she does. I show it to her and she swallows hard. Her cheeks turn bright red.

“Say it,” I growl.

Her eyes meet mine. “ Butt… plug… ”

“Open your mouth, Sera. Need to get this nice and wet before it goes inside you.”

She doesn’t nod or acknowledge the command. Instead, she just simply parts her lips for me. Opening her mouth. Simply listening and complying.

At the circular end of the butt plug there’s the image of a skull. That’s where I hold it. I run the defined tip against her bottom lip, then top. I insert the butt plug into her mouth. It’s flirty, playful, letting me fuck with her a little bit just for fun.

She closes her lips around it and I pull it free with a wet pop sound. Our eyes meet at that moment.

Fuck, Sera, you have a fun side to you.

“Need a little more than that,” I tell her.

I lower my hand down between her legs and rub the tip against her soaked cunt.

“May I touch myself while you put that inside of me?”

She sounds so proper asking me to touch her own cunt.

“Fuck no,” I say with defiance.

She gasps. She’s in disbelief and that’s fine by me.

Once I’m done collecting enough of her thick wetness, I touch her ass. Her body shivers and tenses for a second. We both know that’s not going to help this at all. Using my hand, I spread her cheeks open. My left hand touches the teardrop point against her soft hole.

There’s a moment of resistance, which is completely instinctual. Serafina fights through it and exhales a breath. She arches her lower back and gives me her ass. The tip of the plug enters her gently. I apply pressure and watch as the rest of it slowly gets swallowed up.

Fuck.

The last bit is grabbed by her throbbing hole and then the ring with the skull on it touches her body. She groans and purrs.

“Oh, fuck, Ty,” she says.

I stand up and take my clothes off.

Her ass cheeks are so beautifully thick, you can’t tell what’s inside her right now. I reach down every second or two and touch, feeling the plug.

“Goddamn,” I whisper.

Now that I’m naked, I climb onto the bed and over my claimed one.

I sit against the corner of the bed and wall and I command her to come to me. She moves quickly, crawling at me. I reach down and grab the thick root of my cock with my right hand.

My left hand takes her hair and I pull her right over me. I slam her mouth down against my cock. Her teeth scratch against me, but that’s okay. She whimpers, quickly adjusting the size of her mouth to fit my size.

I force her down and I thrust up, making sure my cock hits the back of her throat. I have to hear her gag. She has to get used to gagging on my cock.

I pull her hair, bringing her mouth back up my cock and off.

“Get up here and on my cock, claimed one ,” I order.

Serafina’s body wiggles as she slithers against me. Pressing her tits against my wet cock. Moving up, slowly with a ton of seduction. I grit my teeth and wrap my right hand around her throat. I have to snap back to reality. To our purpose here.

Fuck.

“Did I tell you to give me a fucking lap dance with your tits? Or did I tell you to get up and ride my cock?”

“I’m sorry,” she whispers.

“You should be. Fucking whore. ”

There it is again. Those two words. They chisel away at Serafina’s soul. I can see it in her eyes. I open my right hand away from her throat and slap her across the face.

It takes a second after that for her to climb on top of me. Her sopping cunt already taking my cock. My hands reach for her ass, spreading her, finger tips touching the butt plug still inside her.

“Oh, fuck,” she says as her body starts to quiver.

I grab her hair and pull her head back. I kiss her neck, hard, my teeth grazing her skin. My claimed one is already coming. That’s okay. I’ve built her up to this point. It’s expected.

I hold her down against me, my cock filling her to an impossible level as she throbs and layers my cock over and over with her desire.

She looks down at me, lust in her eyes. I lift my mouth up to hers. We kiss, hard and wild.

Fuck.

I break the kiss.

“Want to know where I was, claimed one ?” I blurt out.

“Yes,” she whispers with a slight purr.

“I was fulfilling another woman’s fantasy,” I tell her.

She gasps and jumps but I grab her ass harder, keeping my cock buried inside her.

“I’ll tell you everything that happened to her… while I fuck you …”

Serafina lets out an almost animalistic sound.

Yup… I’m breaking her piece by piece…