Chapter Fourteen

Bailey

B efore I could scream, he kissed me. Raine Wickford fucking kissed me . His lips were soft, but his tongue lapped at my mouth like a starved animal. He held my wrists so tight, they burned against his fingers. A traitorous whimper ripped from my throat as he kissed me harder, bruising my lips.

My body was on fire.

I kissed him back.

Fuck.

"Mmm," he growled. "I knew you wanted a taste. Fucking desperate for me, aren't you?"

Fucking hell I hated how smug he was. "I'm just trying to get this over with, so you'll get off me."

He had both my wrists pinned against the wall above the headboard with one freakishly strong hand. "Look at me."

I glared into his piercing blue-green eyes.

With his free hand, he pulled down one of the straps of my top. "That's better."

Goosebumps prickled my skin as he lashed his tongue over my swollen nipples before blowing softly on them. He arched an eyebrow as I huffed. "Is that too gentle for you? How about this?"

I cried out as he pinched my nipple hard, twisting it between his fingers. "Yeah. That's how you like it. Fuck. I'm going to have so much fun playing with you."

He looked down toward my pussy and licked his lips.

I shook my head. "No. Don't even think about it. You've done enough." This bastard was really going to fucking violate me again. And my body was going to fucking love it. Fuck.

"Shh… relax. Let me get nice and deep inside that pussy before you tell me no. I think you'll be screaming yes very soon."

And that was the problem. I didn't want to say yes. The more he forced me, the wetter my pussy got. I was addicted to the control. Trembling and aching for the submission. I couldn't clench, couldn't get away, couldn't do anything. He had me completely pinned. And yet I would fight him every step of the way. It sparked a fire between us that neither one of us knew how to put out.

Raine's eyes darkened as he slipped his cold hand inside my sweats. He slid his palm over the top of my panties before pulling them to the side. I gasped as he stroked the lips of my pussy. "Oh, fuck… Bailey. Fuck, you are so fucking wet ." His lip quivered as he explored my folds with his fingers, rubbing and pinching. "Let's see how much I can piss you off."

I moaned and rolled my hips up as he jammed two fingers deep inside my pussy. " Uhhh… no ." No. I don't want to want this.

He slapped his hand against my pussy. " Yeah, keep begging me to stop . "

My thighs ached from him stretching them wide open. And yet I couldn't help but rock against his hand as he added a third finger inside my pussy and pushed down on my clit with his thumb.

"Why are you doing this to me?" I rasped.

"Because I'm the villain. I take whatever I want. And I want to take." He thrust his fingers deeper. "And take." I bucked as he pumped in and out. "And take. Until I've taken all of you."

I was drowning, getting lost in every tingle and spasm that he was wrenching from me. The pressure in my clit was building, climbing toward that release. It was making me forget every sane thought in my head.

He had me spread open against the headboard. There was nowhere to go. No way to get away. My wrists were tightly locked inside his grip. His hard muscular body pinned me in place. A panic fluttered in my chest at the thought.

"Get off of me, Raine. I don't want this," I rasped.

Raine groaned as he sucked on my bottom lip. "Your pussy is telling me something else, little vixen. I'm only listening to her from now on."

Another whimper floated past my lips as he rubbed his thumb in circles around my clit. I stared deep into his feral eyes. "I hate you."

" I want you to hate me more ." Without warning he pulled his fingers out of my pussy and reached for his belt.

"Wait. What the fuck are you doing?" My stomach knotted.

He wrapped his belt around my wrists, the same way he'd done in the shower. "Allowing myself the freedom to torture you with both hands."

I tried to lurch away from him, but he was too strong. He yanked me down and fastened the hanging end of the belt around the bedpost. "Mmm that's better. Let me have a look at you."

"You're insane. You can't just tie me up and do whatever you want," I spat. I could scream for the guys. But that would only make things worse. I felt that in my bones. And yet that dark dirty part of me knew I wouldn't scream for another reason… Raine was pressing all of my buttons, he was pissing me off, but he knew how to touch me in a way that I'd fantasized about before.

He rested back on his heels as he gazed down at me hungrily. "I will tie you up and take what I want, whenever I want ." He smoothed his hand up my belly, pushing my top up as he went. I felt the cold air hit my nipples as he slid my top over my breasts, all the way to my bound wrists.

His hands glided back down my arms to my breasts. I jerked, my nipples pebbling as he pinched them between his fingers. "Did you know that I've watched you touch yourself?" He dragged his tongue slowly across his lip. "Mmm. I've been tempted so many times to join but I was a good boy. Waiting for the right moment. This moment."

My breath hitched in my throat. I hated that this was turning me on. Hated that he knew how to make my body come alive with need. "It's cold and I'm scared. Don't read anything else into it."

Raine chuckled as he inched his hands down my rib cage, dragging his fingertips down my trembling belly. "You're a liar," he whispered. He tugged at the waistband of my sweats, pulling them up so he could gaze inside. "But she's not. No. This pretty little pussy is whining for me. Begging for me to fill her."

Fuck. That was the thing about fantasies. They were only supposed to live in your head. But I knew that was a lie I told myself the moment I said yes to this life. That I would never be satisfied with imagining these depraved acts. No. I was always going to be the girl who sought them out.

But Raine fucking terrified me. There was a wild streak in his eyes that shook me to my core. I had no idea what he was capable of. There was a war going on between my body and my mind. "You don't know anything. You're just a psycho."

"Fuck, I love when you call me that. "

I gasped as he yanked my sweats and panties down in one quick jerk. He held them up and dropped them to the floor, before nestling back between my legs.

I was completely naked now, shivering, trembling, shaking. It was exactly how he wanted to see me.

He blew out a deep breath as he drank in the sight of me. "You're my fucking slut now."

Panic rose in my chest while moisture pooled between my thighs. My thoughts were nothing but chaos. Pure fucking chaos.

Raine let out a soft moan as he pinned the lips of my pussy back. He leaned down and dragged the tip of his tongue up my slit. "You're a dirty girl, aren't you? You taste fucking dirty."

A deep spasm rolled through me. The way he flicked his tongue was agonizing. My body wanted more. I bit down on my lip to keep myself from begging. I would not give him the satisfaction.

He kneaded his thumbs against my slick walls. "Such a good little pussy… so responsive." He inched his thumb inside my entrance slowly as I clenched. "Yeah, that's it. Fight it. It makes my cock so fucking hard when you fight me."

The voices in my head were betraying me now. Just let go, Bailey . Give in. You know you want to. I panted for air as his blue-green eyes blazed with desire. "No." I shook my head. I couldn't fucking want this. "You're disgusting."

Raine sucked in a sharp breath as he worked his thumb in and out. "And you're a fucking liar. My little psycho vixen ."

Tingles spread to my clit. Despite everything I hated about this man, he knew how to fucking hit all the right spots. My will to resist was fading. The desire to let this happen grew stronger.

"Be a good little slut and admit you don't hate me nearly as much as you hate yourself."

I gasped as he withdrew his thumb from my pussy. "You don't know anything about me. "

He grabbed a pillow and wedged it underneath my hips. "Let's see how tight that other hole is."

Oh, fuck. No . A billowing rage burst out of me. I kicked him hard in the leg. "Fuck you."

His eyes darkened as he leaped from the bed. "Now you're going to see how fucking psycho I am."

My heart raced. And yet I couldn't bring myself to scream for help. Some sick part of me wanted to see how far Raine would go.

He stormed over to the window and ripped away the ropes that were holding back the curtains. "Oh, you are not going to like this one bit, little vixen."

My body shook as he stalked back toward me. I whimpered as he wrapped the long rope around my ankle and fastened the other end to one of the bedposts. He glared at me as he did the same to my other ankle. "Keep pushing me," he rasped. "And I will gag and blindfold you as well."

I was completely bound and at his mercy. And I was terrified because Raine was not a merciful man. He was unpredictable and had no regard for my comfort. His only desire was to control. To dominate. And I was playing right into his hands.

He wedged the pillow back underneath my hips, propping me up at an angle that would allow him to access more than just my traitorous pussy.

"This is just a taste of what I have in store for you, Bailey." He pushed my legs farther apart and smirked as he gazed down. His lips pursed, his cheeks hollowing, right before he released a glob of spit on my pussy.

A tremor rocked through me. " Uhhh ." His saliva slid down my slit and between my ass cheeks.

Raine growled. "Mmm, I knew you'd like that."

I bucked as he spat again. "Stop that. It's… dirty."

With his fingertips, he smeared his spit all over my pussy. "Yes. Say it again. Beg me to stop. "

Heat flooded my body. Every nerve sparking and threatening to combust. I was screaming inside while my body panted for more. All reason was slipping away as his voice lured me in. As the deep primal beast inside me ached for him to dominate me.

I thrashed against the bed, pulling at the ropes with all my strength. The more I twisted, the tighter the restraints got, burning my wrists. "Damn you," I rasped.

Raine's breath hitched as he watched me struggle to break free. "Yeah. Just like that. Fuck you make me so hard. I was going to wait for this, but you look so fucking feral, I need to play with it now."

What the fuck was he doing?

I took deep breaths, willing myself not to hyperventilate. He reached under the bed and pulled out a leather bag. "Please, let me go." I was begging now.

He unzipped the bag and pulled out a collar with a roped leather leash attached to it. I flinched as he fastened it around my neck. I yelped as he gave it a tug. "Mmm, like a wild animal… I can't wait to fucking break you."

He placed the leash down the length of my torso, the end of it hanging between my thighs. Why was I still not screaming for help? Was he right?

"I'm here to awaken your dark side, little vixen. And it's about to get really fucking dark." Raine peeled off his shirt, revealing his entire upper body tattooed from the neck down. His body was perfectly chiseled from his carved pecks all the way down to his washboard abs. I licked my lips without thinking.

He smirked and grabbed the leash between my legs. "Relax or I'll fucking choke you."

Oh, fuck. I could feel my eyes as wide as saucers as I realized what was happening. "You're sick."

"I'm creative," he quipped back. "Now be a good little slut for me." He wedged the leash between my pussy lips and slid it back and forth gently. "Lift those hips. I want to watch you slide up and down your leash."

I couldn't breathe. I was too close to the edge. Spasms spread to my clit. I was afraid to move for fear that I would completely fall into his control. " No ."

I jerked forward as he gave it a hard tug. With my wrists binding me to the bedpost, it felt like my neck was about to snap. I gasped as he pulled again, the war between my wrist restraints and my collar threatening to tear me in half.

"I'm not going to stop just because you black out from lack of air, little vixen. Play along and maybe you'll enjoy it."

He would actually choke me out and still fuck me. That I did believe. Fuck. And a part of me wanted to play. A sick and twisted part of me ached to. I was more terrified of being unconscious around this psycho.

I slowly inched my hips up as he see-sawed the leash up and down my slit. Soft moans began to escape me as the ridges in the rope kneaded against my walls.

"There we go. Such a good fucking slut for me." He peeled my folds back so he could wedge the leash in deeper. "Behaving so well for daddy."

My control was slipping farther and farther away. He tugged harder each time, forcing me to lift my hips higher to meet it so the collar wouldn't choke me. Fear and adrenaline raced through my veins. Sweat beaded down my body. I was coming undone. My juices leaked out as the pressure built inside my clit.

I moaned as he wrapped the end of the leash around his wrist and pulled it taut against my slit, pressing it hard into my folds as I ground against it. "I want you so fucking raw that you beg me to spit on you."

The spasms in my clit intensified even as the rough leather began to pinch and scratch. "You're hurting me," I breathed .

Raine snickered. "And you fucking like it. You're going to like this too…"

I gasped to catch my breath as he released the leash. My chest heaved. Relief flooded me for a fleeting second. He swung the leash underneath my leg.

I shook my head. "No. I don't want that there."

Raine planted a gentle kiss on the inside of my thigh. "Say it again."

"I said I don't want this anymore. Untie me right now." The truth was I didn't know what I wanted. My muscles ached from being stretched. But my pussy was aching for release. I was so tired of fighting.

He wedged the leash inside my ass and looped it back around so that it would now rub against both my entrances. He reached over and unhooked the other end from my collar. "Now I get to have some real fun."

I cried out as he pulled the leash tight and began see-sawing it back and forth through my ass and pussy. My juices spilled out as the rough leather scraped against my tender flesh, sending more spasms to my core. My hips betrayed me as I couldn't help but rock them to his rhythm. I was so close.

And then he stilled, dropping the leash from his hands. He exhaled a slow breath against my wet pussy. "No, little vixen. You don't get to cum yet."

I grunted in frustration. "I hate you so much."

"Good," Raine murmured. He sighed as he untied me. "Maybe soon you'll finally start to remember."

I scrambled away from him and pulled the duvet over my naked body. "Remember what?"

He climbed off the bed and went to the window. "Who you really are…"

"Get out, Raine," I yelled as I pointed to the door. He was insane .

He chuckled as he walked back toward the bed. I flinched as he leaned over me. "I'll be back later, little vixen." He planted a soft kiss on my cheek. As soft as his tongue was on my pussy. Fuck. He was bringing out so many different emotions in me, I couldn't decipher which one was stronger. I wanted to hate him, and I wanted him to own me at the same time.