Chapter 19

ChapterNineteen

BRYCE

I cringe as I take in the fresh scrapes and bruises forming on Isla’s body. Our first time shouldn’t have been so rough, but the girl drives me insane. When I’m around her, all I want to do is fuck the shit out of her. It’s messed up because I’ve always been able to control myself with other women.

I hold her with one arm as I run the shower, shielding her from the water until the temperature is perfect. Grabbing the soap, I pour the liquid into my hand and massage it into her scalp.

“You don’t have to do this. I can clean up on my own.”

“I enjoy doing this. I like taking care of you.”

My chest constricts as she moans in ecstasy and leans against my frame. Fucking her is wonderful, but the trust she’s placed in me to take care of her and the ease with which she relaxes around me is divine. The dominant in me enjoys these acts of servitude. It allows me to be her protector and provider.

I gently wash the small scrapes from the tree bark, a reminder of the earth-shattering orgasms we shared. “I should have been more careful. I didn’t realize I was so rough. My apologies.”

Isla flings her arms around me, pressing her large tits against my chest. “I’m not complaining.”

Brushing her hair behind her ear, I kiss the top of her head. I say nothing, trailing kisses over her body and placing my lips on every cut and bruise I gave her and those inflicted by others.

“What are you doing, Bryce?”

“Exchanging the pain for my love.”

Neither of us acknowledges my words, opting to remain silent as I lavish her body with care. While on my knees, I stare up at her, overtaken with emotion. “As long as you’re before me, I will always worship at your altar. I swear to protect you, to love you, to sacrifice for you. Everything I have is yours, and everything I am or will be is for your happiness.”

Her body trembles as a tortuous sound escapes her lips, and she crumbles to the floor. I gather her in my arms and hold her close, trying to show her that I have her no matter what. The water cascades over our heads and trickles down our bodies as Isla sobs in my arms.

“I’ve never been cared for. Growing up, people tried but ultimately failed. The first time I felt good was in the forest with you. You weren’t sweet, you weren’t gentle, but you were safe. For someone like me, safety is priceless.” Isla looks up at me, a smile forming through the tears. “Thank you.”

I cradle her face and peer into her eyes before bringing my lips to hers. Isla doesn’t hesitate. She wraps her arms around me and kisses me back with enthusiasm. This kiss differs from the last. It’s not fueled with lust and desire, even though they are present. This kiss is a promise of tomorrow. A seal of devotion. A declaration of something more, something special. This kiss is driven by love.

As the notion of love runs through my mind, my body and heart confirm its validity. In a brief span of time, this woman, my beautiful Isla, has cracked my bitter heart and wormed her way in.

She lifts her hips, and I position her on my cock, moaning as she slides down my length.

“That’s it, baby. Ride my cock until you cum all over it.”

Her head falls onto my shoulder, and her nails dig into my flesh. Our hips play a tug of war as we increase our rhythm in unison, racing to our climax.

“Such a good girl, Rabbit. Bounce on this cock like the good little slut you want to be. Milk my cock and fill that womb full of cum.” I rub her clit as she continues to work my cock like a magician. “Fuck, you’re so perfect. My beautiful girl.”

Her head falls back, and her pussy tightens around my cock as she screams her bliss.

“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you scream.”

Gripping her hips, I move her up and down on my cock, fucking her while she rides out her orgasm. “I’m going to fuck this tight cunt until I get my fill. Morning, noon, and night. Going to fill my pussy. I’ll even fuck you in your sleep until I’ve put a baby in you. I’m going to breed you, Rabbit. Hold your tits for me.”

Isla grabs her breasts, offering them to me. I lean forward and pull one taut nipple into my mouth, sucking her between my teeth. I keep pumping until I’m about to cum, and she screams as I bite, breaking the skin. As her blood fills my mouth, my cum fills her womb.

We sit in the shower holding each other, coming down from the high of our orgasms, content and satiated.

“Ready to get out?”

She nods, and I tug her to her feet, holding her against me as I turn off the shower. I wrap her in my robe before grabbing a towel for myself and leading her to my bedroom.

Her smile is so bright that it illuminates the room. “Black sheets? Guess I get it now.”

“Do you?”

She opens the robe and points at her red, swollen nipple with a slight tear around the skin. “I do.”

I rub the back of my neck, proud and regretful about the mark I’ve left on her flesh. “Which is why you have a safe word. I don’t know where it came from, but I like to fuck hard and draw blood.” I point to the tent in the towel around my waist. “Just looking at you with my marks on your body makes my cock hard.”

Isla smirks. “I like it.” She turns and stares at the boxes on the bed. “What are all those?”

“I got you some supplies. Clothes, makeup, necessities. If anything is missing, let me know, and I’ll take care of it.” I step past her and pick up a large black box.

“What’s this?” she asks as I hand it to her.

“Open it and find out.”