The war inside his head was so loud I could nearly hear his thoughts. I knew this wasn’t enough for him either. He wanted to rip off my clothes and tie me down. He wanted to bite me so hard I screamed and force me to come until I begged him to stop. He wanted to fuck me until I forgot my own name, but I had scared him, and now he was worried I might break.
“I’m trying to be what you need,” he said softly, and I placed a gentle kiss on his cheek.
“Right now, I need you to beyou.Stop treating me like I’m going to disintegrate if you touch me. I need you to chase the nightmares away.”
Something possessive and angry flashed across his face at my words, and I knew I had successfully broken down his resolve. His fist tightened around my wrist, and before I knew what was happening, he had violently flipped me onto my front. Wrapping a hand around the back of my neck, he forced my head down into the pillows. Straddling my ass, he leaned forward, putting his mouth next to my ear.
“Iam theonlyfucking nightmare in your life, Lilith,” he snarled. I heard the clink of metal as he snatched up the ever-present manacles attached to the bed. My core throbbed in anticipation as he snapped the restraints around each one of my wrists. I gasped as he tore off my sweatpants, exposing me to the cool air of the room.
He let out a deep rumbling groan as he ran his hands over the backs of my legs, his calluses catching slightly on the bandages that still wrapped around my upper thighs.
“Arch your back,” he ordered. When I didn’t move fast enough, he growled and curled his hands around my hips. He tugged my ass into the air and spread me open before him.
I yelped in shock as I felt him run his scorching hot tongue from my clit to my ass. He circled it between my cheeks, and I jerked away from him, uncomfortable with the fact that he had his tongue in such an intimate place.
He growled and tightened his hold on my hips, forcing me to stay still as he continued to lick and tease the tight rim of muscle before pulling back and massaging it with his finger.
“You asked for this, deathtrap,” he reminded me, and I cried out as he pressed his index finger in, penetrating me. The dark mix of pleasure and pain sent a rush of wetness to my cunt, and I found myself spreading my knees wider and pressing back into him.
He chuckled, the sound of his voice sending shivers down my spine.
“Does my little deathtrap like that?” His voice was rough with arousal, and I gasped as I felt him slowly insert another finger. A keening mewl escaped my throat at the new sensation, and Ramel made a calming sound in the back of his throat.
“Shh. You’re fine. Just relax,” he soothed, slowly pulling his fingers out before pressing them gently back in. “We’re going to get you all stretched out so I can fit my cock in this tight little hole.”
A hot wetness joined his fingers, and I knew he had spit on me to help lubricate the area in preparation for what was to come.
“Ramel, you’re too big, you’re not going to fit,” I whimpered, pulling on the restraints. He chuckled softly as he continued to slide his fingers in and out of me.
“We’ll make it fit, Lilith. I’m going to fill you up so much, there won’t be room for anything else.” He slid the hand that wasn’t buried deep in my ass between my legs to cup my pussy. I moaned and pressed further back into him.
“Fuck,”he bit out. “Always so wet for me.”
With flat fingers, he began to rub tight circles over my clit while he continued to slide his fingers in and out of my ass. I whimpered as a fire started to build between my thighs; the sweet pain from the anal was somehow making the pleasure he was drawing from my cunt all the more powerful.
“Come for me, deathtrap. It’ll help you relax,” he murmured as he increased the pace of the circles he was drawing on my clit. I was panting. There were too many sensations all at once. My mind couldn’t separate what was pain and what was pleasure. An electrifying thrill of euphoria began in the marrow of my bones and slowly spread through me, igniting the very cells that made up my flesh and blood. I let out a few short, breathy gasps, and Ramel growled at the sound.
“That’s it, Lilith. Come on my fingers,” he murmured, and I instantly fell over the edge. I screamed my release just as he removed his fingers from both my cunt and my ass. I whimpered in protest, but he immediately slammed his cock into my pussy, pumping in and out several times to get it wet with my cum before positioning the tip of himself against my asshole.
“Tilt your hips up for me, deathtrap,” he ordered, pressing himself against me. Without waiting for me to comply, he pushed past the tight seal he had already loosened with his fingers. I screamed at the heady mixture of ecstasy and pain as he slid in deeper, making soothing sounds again as he slowly fed me his cock, inch by inch.
“It hurts,” I sobbed, but I pressed back into it.
Ramel fed me another inch. “I know. You’re taking it so well though. We’re almost there; just relax,” he soothed, and I forced myself not to tense up. He groaned as he slid in the last few inches, his own breathing now labored.
“I love the feeling of your tight little ass gripping my cock, Lilith,” he groaned, and I whimpered, wiggling my ass back into his hips to show him that I loved it too.
Once he was sheathed inside me to the hilt, he wrapped his hand back around my hips to strum my now overly sensitive clit. I gasped, feeling my ass clench around his cock at the contact. He let out a deep groan, threading his other hand through my hair and jerking my head back.
“I’m going to fuck this little asshole until I come. Are you going to be a good girl and take it for me?”
I nodded furiously, and he growled in approval.
“Who do you belong to, Lilith?” he asked, and I let out a choked sob, rocking my hips against his fingers, desperate for him to rub them against me again.
“You. I belong to you.”
“That’s right. You belong to me, and I won’t tolerate any other nightmares haunting what’s mine,” he whispered in my ear.
