It’s strange, feeling such a loss of control. He’s never made me feel so helpless, so dependent on him before. And so trusting. Because the danger is real. But the conviction he’ll never let anything happen to me is absolute.
And that turns me on.
He continues to fuck me from behind and to control my breathing by dunking me in the water, as his other hand finds my clit. His thumb rubs it as he pushes three fingers into my pussy. That’s all I need to come in a thundering orgasm.
And he holds my breath under the water during it.
My body thrashes helplessly, the orgasm deepened to an intense high by the lack of breath and of control. When Damien at last pulls me back, I’m a mess. But he’s not finished with me.
Abruptly withdrawing his cock from my ass, he flips me over on my back and buries himself instead in my overstimulated pussy. Then he pushes me back in the water, his hand pinching my nose. He kisses me deeply while thrusting into me harder than ever, until I’m nearly suffocating with the need for air. Then I feel him shudder over me, and strings of cum fill me. He prolongs the kiss through his orgasm until I wonder if I’ll actually suffocate, before he at last frees me. Then he lifts my upper body out of the water, withdrawing himself from me at the same time.
Pulling me to him, he continues to kiss me, and his kisses feel better than ever. I sink into the safety of his arms, and he strokes my back in the soothing way he always does after we have sex.
“I want you to hold me forever,” I moan into his ear, and hehugs me even tighter.
“My darling,” he croaks. “My sweet, sweet darling.”
We stay wrapped in each other for what feels like hours. The water is freezing cold by the time he lifts me from the tub, wrapping me in a soft, plush towel, before letting me fall in the bed.
He continues to stroke me until I’m half asleep, even though it’s not nighttime yet. But after that intense session, I feel depleted of energy.
Suddenly, though, I realize his gesture has become somewhat mechanical. Something about it makes me nervous, but I try to repress the feeling.
He feels me grow tense beside me though, and he kisses my cheek.
“My darling,” he says. “I hate to leave you.”
I look up at him, my heart thundering in my ears. “What do you mean?”
He smiles sadly, his fingers threading their way through my hair. “The security is all set up now. There are ten guards around the perimeter. The cameras are all working. You’re safe here, and I can’t put it off any longer.”
“Put off what?” Tears, stupid tears, well up in my eyes. I stare at him in pained confusion. “Why are you leaving? Are you angry at me? Did I do something?”
“Shhh.” He stops my words with a finger to my lips. “I didn’t mean to scare you. Of course, it’s nothing you’ve done. I have to deal with that bullshit situation.”
“What bullshit situation?” I ask, confusion slowly giving way to a sinking sort of understanding.
“It’s a good thing I don’t rely on you for intel,” he says teasingly. “You’re not very good at putting two and two together, are you?”
For once, I don’t take the bait. There is no anger, only fear, coldfear, in my chest.
“Does this… does this have to do with Lucy?”
He kisses the tip of my nose, but doesn’t answer.
“What are you going to do to her?”
“It’s what I’ve already done to her,” he smirks, and I recognize in his eyes the old Damien, the bloodthirsty one. The one who’s still right there, under the surface. He hasn’t actually changed, I guess. And neither have I.
Except that now, I’ve given in to my love for him, and I would take any amount of teasing if it meant keeping him by my side.
“What did you already do to her?” I breathe, not because I truly care but because I have the terrifying feeling this is only the beginning of something I’d hoped had already ended.
He kisses each of my breasts fondly, then lays his head over them and sighs, as if we have all the time in the world. “I gave her a little taste of her own medicine.”
I sit up straight, and he snorts in amused annoyance as his head tumbles off me.
“You can’t mean…” I stammer, “... you can’t mean… Did you bury her alive? Like they did to me?”
