Scoffing lightly, I shake my head. “How many others that you’ve treated like dogs are going to start coming out of the woodwork, Sebastian?”
“None.”
“You weren’t a virgin when we met.” I roll my eyes.
“Since the day I laid eyes on you, I haven’t touched another woman. Why settle for anything less than absolute perfection?” he croons, sliding his thumb along my jaw, before he snaps his palm around my throat, holding me firmly.
I feel my eyes widen as I swallow instinctively against his hold, like I’m checking that I still can.
“I didn’t have sex with Courtney. The only person I’ve had sex with since the first day of your freshman year is you. I haven’t kissed anyone but you. I haven’t touched or felt or tastedanother woman’s pussy or ass but yours. I’m obsessed with you, Little Bird, and I always have been.”
His words seep into my veins, making my blood heat and fizzle, like the confessions he just made are a potent aphrodisiac.
“Courtney might be doing this because she’s mad at me, or jealous of you. Or maybe because she’s just hoping to cause a little chaos. But she can’t have me, because I’ve been yours since the moment I realized you existed, and I’ll be yours in this life and the next and the one after that. She can’t have me, no one can. She can’t break us, because we’re infinite, we’re the universe’s perfect choice.”
Leaning in closer and closer as he talks, his lips find mine, and he kisses me like I’m his world, because I am. I’m his wife, his little bird, his little whore. I’m his center, his axis, his north. I’m his, and he’s mine, and there’s nothing anyone, least of all Courtney fucking Ortega, or some disloyal soon-to-be ex-employee, can do to change that.
Pulling back from the kiss sooner than I’d like, Sebastian’s black eyes find mine, making my heart skip a beat and my lungs stutter. “This is our home, and nothing and no one will stop me from using my perfect little whore, however and wherever I want. So get on your knees and show me how much of my dick you can get down your throat.”
His words are surprisingly softly spoken, but the intent behind them is nothing more than an order. We’re in the living room, only feet from the place the photos and videos of us having sex were taken, but he doesn’t care. He’s restaking his claim on me, and I’m letting him.
As I sink to my knees, he loosens his hold on my throat, finally releasing me when he can no longer hold me and stay upright. Watching me like I’m the only thing that exists in the world, his black gaze following my movements as I unfasten hispants and tug his dick free, holding it in my fist before I open my mouth and swallow him down.
His familiar taste fills my mouth as I hollow my cheeks and suck, starting shallow before finally taking him deep enough that the head of his cock slips into my throat. I’m not an expert by any means, but there’s something about being in such a submissive position while holding all of the power that excites me.
I wait for his hand to land on my head, but he doesn’t touch me, forcing me to make the choice to obey his command and swallow him down until I’m taking as much of him as I can. Gripping his thighs to steady myself, I inch forward then swallow around him, feeling the head of his cock restricting my throat as I push my nose into the thatch of hair at the base of his dick.
“Fuck, that’s it. So fucking good,” he growls as I suck his dick like making him come is the key to eternal happiness.
When the taste of his precum coats my tongue, I brace myself to swallow, but instead his fingers tangle in my hair and he drags me off his cock. Stripping me of my clothes with agile fingers, he spins me around, then drags me down, impaling me on his length.
“Look up. I want your eyes on the fucking camera while I fuck you and fill you with my cum.”
A pained gasp bursts from my lips, and I start to turn to look at him, but he collars my throat again, keeping my head in place.
“Don’t look away,” he growls. “Stare into the camera, let them see exactly how broken we’re not. Let them see how much we belong to each other and how well you obey me. Let them see how desperate you are for my cock and how little you care who sees it.”
Spreading his legs, he puts me on display, reaching between us to part my pussy lips, so whoever is monitoring the camerasgets the best view of Sebastian’s cock thrusting into me from below.
I should be upset. I should be angry that he’s putting us in his position, but instead, all I feel is powerful. This isourhome, and we shouldn’t have to hide in it. Buoyed by the pleasure hormones racing through my body, I reach up and cover his hand on my throat with my own and squeeze, silently asking him to choke me a little while he fucks me and puts me on display.
His grip tightens just enough that each breath takes a little more effort than the one before. I can still breathe, but the hint of fear heightens everything until I close my eyes, let my head fall back onto his shoulder, and just feel.
I’m beneath his control, but safe. I’m being dominated, but protected. He’s using me, and I’m getting off on it. When I come, my entire body contorts and then explodes and I feel the ecstasy in every single nerve ending as it ripples through me, until I’m nothing but a limp, exhausted puddle of happiness.
My heartbeat is still racing when he lifts me up, and I feel his dick slip free, quickly followed by a gush of cum. Not bothering to clean up, Sebastian places me in the bed, then crawls in behind me, pushing his fingers into my soaked pussy before withdrawing and sliding them into my ass. Sucking in air, I whine as he replaces his fingers with a cool plug, filling my ass as my pussy burns with need.
Without me having to ask, he parts my legs, then slides his dick into my pussy again, fucking me in slow, dragging pumps that make soft whimpers fall from my lips every time he bottoms out.
“Mine,” he growls softly against my ear.
“Yours,” I agree as he slips his fingers between my folds to find my clit. As he draws circles over the bundle of nerves, I close my eyes while he rocks into me, working my clit until I fall overthe edge. I fall asleep sated and happy with the plug in my ass and his dick still in my cunt.
“Good morning, Little Bird,” Sebastian says, dragging me from sleep.
Sighing, I try to open my eyes, then fall asleep again.
“Shower’s on, time to get up. I ordered breakfast to be delivered in an hour.”
