It vibrates against my mouth from the fucking butt plug still in her ass. Slowly, I lick her pussy, moaning. She tastes like a glazed donut—warm and sweet.
She arches her back, her body continuing to fight my hold due to the forced orgasms. I move my lips to gently kiss her inner thigh. Her skin is so soft. “After you come on my face, doll face, I’ll fuck you. And then you can go to bed,” I tell her.
More mumbled nonsense comes from her parted lips, and I smile. Moving back to her cum-covered cunt, I devour her like she’s a feast laid out for a starving man.
Her hips buck and her body convulses when I sit up between her trembling legs, licking her off my lips. I shove her legs open before sliding my painfully hard dick into her pussy, and I don’t waste a second before I fuck her.
Leaning over her, I wrap a hand around her slender throat, pinning her to the mattress while I fuck her into my bed. Heavy eyes stare at mine while her pulse races and her chest heaves. “Can you give me one more, doll face?”
She blinks, and her lips move, but nothing comes out.
I smile. “Poor thing. You’re too fucked to even speak.” Pulling out, I slam forward, and a strangled moan escapes her lips. “Just one more, Charlotte, and then I’ll let you go to sleep?”
Her lashes fall closed, and I let go of her neck to lightly slap the side of her face, forcing them open.
“Eyes on me,” I order and pull out of her cunt, making her whimper. I shove two fingers into her, and she arches her back when I enter a third. “What are you going to give me, dollface?” I remove them and slap her pussy, making her body jerk involuntarily. Then I do it again, loving the way her arms pull on the restraints and her legs shake while wrapped around my hips. Tears spill from her heavy eyes, and I ask, “Come on, doll face. I know you have it in you. One more, okay?”
She nods, sniffling, and I smile, sliding my pierced cock back into her. “That’s my girl.”
My hand goes back to her arched neck, and I fuck her cunt while the vibrating butt plug continues to fuck her ass until I’m coming inside her. I give her exactly what she needs—a reminder that she belongs to me.
FORTY-THREE
CHARLOTTE
Iwake up and moan into the pillow. My body is so sore. Every muscle aches. “Fuck,” I groan and sit up. Pushing my wild hair from my face, I look around his bedroom to find I’m alone. No surprise there.
I’m sore in places that I didn’t even know existed. I have his handprints on my thighs and my hips where he held me down as if I went through an exorcism and he was trying to suck the demon out of me.
After using the bathroom, I walk through his closet. There’s not a lot here, which tells me what I already knew—this isn’t where he usually stays. The question is, why is he still hiding out here? Why hasn’t he gone back to Carnage yet? Why hasn’t he gone home?
I pull on a T-shirt of his and exit the primary suite, deciding not to wear anything of my own. The house is eerily quiet, which makes me nervous.
Padding my way to the kitchen, I look over the kitchen island and out into the open living room. The curtains are open, showing off the woods. It’s a sunny day. The clock on the stove says it’s almost noon. I’m not sure what time he was done withme or what time he finally allowed me to pass out, but I slept like a baby.
I open Muffin’s food and pour it into her bowl, shaking it a little to get her attention.
Meow.
I step out of the kitchen and into the living room to look up at the balcony since I heard her come from up there. “Breakfast time,” I say and then whistle. She meows again, but still, she doesn’t come down the stairs. “Muffin? Come on, baby. Time to eat.”
MEOW.
A cell ringing slices through the quiet house, and I look over at the end of a hallway when I hear Haidyn’s voice. “What’s up, man…yeah, I can be there. Okay.” Then silence blankets the large house once again.
I debate walking over to the open door but think better of it. Instead, I take the stairs and look around for Muffin but don’t see her anywhere. “Muffin?” I call out, and I hear her again opposite from the railing to the balcony.
Frowning, I walk over to a set of double doors and place my ear up against it, waiting for her to meow again. She’s inside of the room.
Twisting the knobs, I push them open and step inside to see it’s another bedroom. Large windows cover the opposite walls to show mountains and more woods. Muffin is laying on a bed, and when she sees me, she jumps up and runs out of the room. “How the fuck did you end up in here?” I wonder, turning to follow her out.
I squeal when I run into a hard and wet surface. “Jesus!” I place my hand on my racing chest when I look up into a set of green eyes.
He tilts his head to the side, his eyes dropping down to my bare feet and slowly run up my exposed legs and then my chest.I feel my nipples harden under Haidyn’s T-shirt. I didn’t think anyone else would be here. I wrap my arms around myself. At least his shirt is so big that it swallows me up, not leaving much to see.
“Why are you in my room?” His tone is as if he’s accusing me of something.
“Why did you have my cat locked in here?” I counter.
