Chapter 39

Chapter Thirty-Nine

TYRANT

Her ass is mine. I’ve waited. I’ve wanted. Now it’s mine.

I open the nightstand drawer and take out two items. Lube. And a condom. I tear the condom wrapper open and wrestle the fucking thing over my cock. I hate condoms, and believe me, I won’t be wearing this for very long.

Next is the lube.

I move closer to Serafina. I touch her left hip. She shudders.

“Just like the piercing, claimed one ,” I tell her. “Relax. Deep breath. Fucking relax.”

I’m also talking to myself a little here. Hence the reason I have my cock wrapped up in a condom right now. I want to fuck her ass and make her feel it before I do. I know that perfect sheath of untouched forbidden heaven is going to make me lose my fucking mind.

I lube my fingers and touch Serafina’s ass. I feel her trying to relax. Her body puckering against my touch. I make circles, adding pressure with each passing second. My fingertips enter her but I pull them right back away.

I add lube to my condom covered cock. A large amount onto my tip and then I place myself against her. My right hand grabs at her hair and I make her look at me. I make sure her body is turned enough so I can see her pierced nipple. It’s raw red, irritated from the metallic invasion, but holy fucking hell does it look sexy on her.

I grit my teeth and take a breath. My left hand holds Serafina’s hips in place. I begin to enter her ass. Pressing. Feeling her body shaking. She lets out a gasp, waiting for that feeling…

Her ass opens and takes me. I slide in and I don’t fucking stop. I’m not here to be kind and calm and ease her into anything. I’m here to fuck .

“Fuck,” I groan as her ass grips against my cock.

I slide deep, giving her every inch I have. I watch her face contort and blush. Sweat forming at her hairline. Her body in a state of pressure-filled shock. Not sure if there is pleasure to such a forbidden act. But there is. Plenty of pleasure.

I pull back and start to fuck. Taking her ass. Fucking her ass. Hard thrusts, leaving her whimpering.

I make sure I’m thorough too. That means I pull my cock out of her ass completely before re-entering. And each time I do so, her cute little hole tries to close back up, but I’m right there, opening it over and over.

“Come,” I growl at her. “Use your left hand and touch yourself, Serafina. Come while I fuck your ass. Come while I fill your ass with my hot cum…”

I pull myself from her forbidden spot and I wrap my left hand around the base of my cock and wrestle with the slippery condom. I need this fucking thing off me. I don’t care if I thrust once and lose my load.

I need to feel her ass against my bare shaft.

Serafina listens, moving her left hand between her legs. She finds her self-soothing rhythm while I add some more lube to my hand and stroke my cock, readying myself for her ass once more.

This time when I touch her, I growl. Loud. Very loud.

Her warm sheath and forbidden scent fill the air. I break her barrier easier but, my fucking God, does it feel good on my cock. When the head of my cock disappears into her, I pull back a little, feeling her ass clench against the sensitive ridge at my tip. I’m thrown into both heaven and hell at the same time.

“Fuck,” I growl.

I move up on my knees some more. I fuck Serafina’s tight ass as I reach across my body with my right hand, dipping my fingers down to hers.

“Move your fucking hand,” I order her. “It’s my turn.”

I aggressive slap my fingers against her sopping-wet clit. I thrust my cock harder and faster, knowing I’m a mere handful of seconds away from finishing. I can’t help it. Neither can Serafina. Her ass was built like this. Built for this.

I grunt and growl, feeling a feral desire burning in my chest. My balls tighten and start to ache as I demand my body hold off for just a couple more seconds.

My middle and ring fingers rub Serafina’s clit left to right, moving so fucking fast that my forearm is tight and getting sore. Veins from my hand up through my arm look ready to pop.

“Aahhh!” I damn near scream as I thrust into her ass and feel myself let go.

My cum pours into her forbidden chamber. Her hips writhe as she lets out a scream and pulls a pillow toward her face. Her body jumps and her pussy throbs, releasing her own honey-laced cum.

My left hand crosses over my right arm and I grab her tit. I feel her newly pierced nipple rub against the palm of my hand. I can’t possibly think of anything hotter than this moment right now. Her ass squeezing the cum out of my cock. Her cunt dripping sweetness all over her right leg and down to my bed. Her sore nipple in the palm of my hand.

And then she turns her head to look at me once again. Everything happens at once. My hands leave her clit and tit. My cock slides out of her ass.

I place my hands on the bed, one on each side of her body, and I lower myself down. My intense need to kiss her has taken some kind of control over me.

We kiss. Not one kiss. Not even some deep tongue fucking kiss either. We kiss and keep kissing.

My cock rests against her thick ass cheeks, still throbbing, still gently oozing cum. I can’t believe the way my heart slams inside my chest. This is not normal for me.

This is not fucking good. Not fucking good at all.

I manage to pry myself away from Serafina’s mouth and I climb off the bed. I admire her before me. My bed is a total fucking mess. The piercing kit all over the place. The condom I tore off my cock. The lube, cap missing. Serafina on her back once again, her left nipple swollen.

“Clean this fucking bed up,” I order her. “I’m going to take a shower. Then you can.”

I turn and walk to my bathroom, slamming the door shut as hard as I can. Locking it too. I look at myself in the mirror and look at my nipple. Freshly pierced. I shut my eyes and grit my teeth.

What did you do, Tyrant? What the fuck did you… do…

I always left the first nipple piercing there as a reminder. I guess it wasn’t a good enough one.

I can’t stand the sight of my reflection so I punch the mirror, shattering it. My hand starts to bleed. I turn on the shower and wash the blood away.

That’s the easy part for me. The hard part I can’t wash away.

I’m fucking falling in love with my claimed one.

I leave the shower running for Serafina. I grab a towel and walk out of the bathroom to find her standing there, waiting for her turn. Naked. Beautiful. Nipple pierced. The smell of all kinds of sex lingering in the air.

I already plan on stripping the bed down and putting a new sheet on it so Serafina and I can sleep. When she tries to walk by me, my right hand grabs her throat and I pull her right toward me.

I squeeze. She purrs. I’m hovering over her mouth. Her lips tremble. Without a word or another action, I let her go. As soon as she gets into the bathroom, she gasps.

“Ty…”

“Fuck the mirror,” I say. “Take a fucking shower.”

I wrap my towel around me and do as I said. I strip the bed and ball up the sex-filled sheet and toss it into the hamper.

Now there’s a fresh sheet on the bed, ready for Serafina and me to maybe get some sleep. I say maybe because I can’t keep my hands off her. I can’t get my cock to settle for a second. And now all I want to do is kiss her. And I’m not talking about kissing her inner thighs or kissing her cunt. Or letting my tongue flirt with her ass to watch her squirm. I’m not talking about sucking on her perfect tits and biting her nipples.

I want to kiss her mouth.

Tyrant…

There’s now a text message waiting for me. I’ve lost all care and purpose for the world that exists outside my bedroom. Outside my bedroom and just outside my front door I have company waiting. I should just tell them to fuck off. Ignore them. Instead, I answer the door, wearing nothing but a towel.

Three masked men stand there with their arms folded. I give a nod, allowing them to enter.

“Can you at least take the fucking masks off,” I say. “Not everything about here has to be a fucking ceremony.”

Demo takes his mask off first and turns to face me. “Where is she?”

“Shower.”

“What did you do with her tonight?” Demo asks.

“Who the fuck do you think you are asking me something like that?” I growl.

I take a step and Vic removes his mask and points to my chest. “You let her pierce you.”

“So fucking what?” I growl.

Peri is last to remove his mask. His eyes are tired, slightly dead. It’s easy to see he’s high as fuck right now.

“You put us in this position,” Peri says. “You know what’s allowed and what isn’t allowed. You set up your own ceremony and then kicked them out.”

“You weren’t even here for that, Peri,” I say.

“He’s right,” Demo says. “She should have sucked our cocks. All three of us. One at a time. Over and over. She should have been painted with our cum. Cum dripping from her eyelashes. Cum leaking from her nose.”

My breathing gets heavier, deeper.

“I really was looking forward to feeling Serafina’s mouth wrapped around my cock,” Vic says. “I wanted to fuck her throat until she puked.”

I throw a punch at Vic. He knows it’s coming so he gets out of the way.

When I turn to attack again, Demo is there and he drops down, drives his shoulder into my chest and picks me up, then carries me to the living room and throws me down to the couch. My towel opens and I’m fucking naked on the couch.

“You fucked up,” Demo says to me. “So admit it and tell us what your plan is.”

“If you have that much of an issue with Des there are ways to handle it,” Peri says.

“It’s not about him,” I growl. “It’s her. It’s fucking her .”

“Who?” Vic asks.

“Serafina,” I say. I stand up and fix the towel so my cock is no longer on full display. “It’s Sera- fucking -fina.”

“Holy shit,” Demo says. “You’re—”

“Don’t fucking say it,” I swallow hard. “She’s my claimed one .”

“Which means she’s not yours,” Vic says.

My hands tighten up into fists. I want to break Vic’s jaw into a thousand pieces. He’s doing this on purpose. They all are. In some fucked up way they’re trying to protect me.

“We just need to know,” Demo says in a surprisingly soothing voice. “You know why we need to know.”

“Get the fuck out of here,” I say.

“You know what, Ty?” Peri asks. “You have a good track record right now, fucking up the lives around you. Can’t wait to see how that turns out.”

I’m able to get a quick punch off, hitting Peri in the mouth. He looks at me and smiles, blood covering his teeth. Vic grabs Peri’s shirt and keeps him from coming near me.

“Just say the fucking words so we know,” Demo growls at me.

“What do you want to hear? That I love her? Huh? That I’m not going to give her up? You don’t think I’ve thought it over? How I’m going to have to stand in front of the legion and tell them I’m willing to give up everything for her?”

The room falls silent.

“Ty…?”

The soft, sweet voice is blocked by Demo’s lumbering presence. He moves out of the way and there’s Serafina, standing in a towel, looking at me. Her wet hair clinging to her shoulders. Blinking fast, swallowing hard, absorbing the words I just confessed.

“Fuck,” I growl.

I walk toward Serafina. She has no fucking idea what my words imply for her, myself, and everyone around us.

“Get the fuck out of here now,” I say, turning my head at Demo for a second.

He nods. The three of them leave. Now it’s just Serafina and I staring at each other.

Once I’m close enough, I touch her face. She grabs my wrists.

“Did you mean that?”

“Of course I fucking did, Serafina,” I say. “I was supposed to destroy you, not fall in love with you.”

“ Love . You…”

I stroke my right thumb to her bottom lip.

“You’re not going to marry Des, claimed one .”

Her breathing increases. I can’t believe the words I’m about to say right now. But I can’t stop them from exiting my mouth, mind, and heart.

“Serafina, you’re going to marry me instead.”