Page 35 of Merciless Wager
I’m falling in love with Zarren Brannington.
Or is it lust? Insanity? Something worse?
“You’re always so tight for me. I wonder if your ass would feel as good when wrapped around my cock.”
His words made me tense, but the continued attention on my clit made his words fade into the distance as nothing but the sound of my heart rate could be heard. It was strong, fast, and erratic as it beat like a drum in my ear.
Everything Zarren did ignited flame after flame inside of me, and I was powerless to resist or deny him anything. He plunged a third finger into me while now using his teeth to attack my clit. I wasn’t going to last.
“Right there,” I cried out when he found the sensitive spot behind my pubic bone and started to assault it with his long, determined fingers. “Fuck, I’m going to come.”
And he quickened his fingers, which proved to be my undoing. I arched my back completely off the couch as the first orgasm pulled me up like gravity, then sent me soaring. Wave after wave gripped me, but he never stilled his fingers or stopped tormenting me with his wicked tongue.
I never even knew one could have orgasms back to back, but as he slipped a fourth finger into me, I felt a second wave crash over me. Barely able to catch my breath from the first one, the second proved to be even more powerful.
My mouth opened in a silent scream as I came again for him. Zarren was whispering praise and what sounded like a warning—or was it a threat—about what he planned to do next, but I couldn’t focus on his words. The only thing I could feel and acknowledge coming from his mouth was that tongue of his. As he lapped at my drenched flesh, a low moan escaped.
I should’ve been embarrassed, especially when I heard the slurping sounds coming from between my legs, but I embraced it instead of questioning or trying to ignore it. And I fell even more under his spell. I was so lost in this moment that I hadn’t even realized he’d moved from between my legs until I saw him standing in front of me with a condom in his hand.
“Your pussy is awfully greedy tonight, Bellezza. If you keep looking at me like that, I might be tempted to take you raw.”
His words brought me back to the present and panic filled me. Thankfully, he didn’t make good on his promise because he finished rolling the latex down his shaft, then moved over me. Seconds later, his mouth came crashing down on mine.
The moment he thrust his tongue into my mouth, I tasted myself on it. Slightly tangy, but also a bit sweet. It was a taste I was quickly starting to enjoy, but only when I could sample it off his lips.
Zarren snagged my tongue with his, and it didn’t take long for him to neutralize the fight within me. The moment I surrendered, he bit down on it, then left me with the coppery taste of my blood before tracing every crevice of my mouth with his.
As he kissed me senseless, he brought one hand to my throat and slid the other down the swell of one breast, then lower. Aslight shiver wracked me as his hand glided over the curve of my hip, then back between my legs where it had been just minutes earlier.
He didn’t thrust them into me, and I wasn’t sure whether I should be relieved or upset over that. He did stroke my pussy, and as I tried angling my body to force his invasion, he chuckled against my mouth but didn’t pull away.
Seconds later, he removed his hand. Before I could anticipate his next move, he released my throat, then quickly pinned both my hands above my head.
He raised his head, and instead of the normal smirk he usually sported during times like this, when he’d essentially seduced my surrender, he was staring pensively down at me. Something swirled in his ebony gaze, but I couldn’t decipher what it was.
Is it possible that he’s feeling for me any of what I’m feeling for him?
The thought was preposterous, even to my ears. Of course, Zarren wasn’t falling in love with me. He had his choice of women, and even if deep down he felt anything toward me, it would never be enough to act on. As he liked to point out to me regularly, I wasn’t his or anyone else’s to keep. The only fate I had was marriage to a man I’d never met in a place I’d never been.
And not just any man, but one as violent as Zarren. Maybe he was perhaps even more so than the man trying to memorize every inch of me. Tears sprang to my eyes, especially because I should’ve been doing the same to him. I couldn’t because if I allowed myself to fall any farther, there would be no coming back from it.
Quickly, I closed my eyes to ward off the tears I felt springing to them. It might have hid my anguish from him, but I felt everyfucking ounce of it, and it took everything within me to not break out and sob.
Would you kiss them off me? Or would you use them to break me completely?
Right now, I was only cracked, but if I allowed myself to feel anything more, he had the power to shatter me completely.
“Open your eyes, Bellezza,” he instructed, and I kept them closed while vehemently shaking my head. Zarren wasn’t deterred, and after securing my wrists together with one hand of his, the other came down to my neck. I half expected him to squeeze it tightly, but he used the pad of his thumb to stroke my pulse, which was racing erratically under this fingertip. “Open them,” he said again, only more like a rasp than a command.
The moment I lifted my lashes, he pushed forward. As he did, I watched the myriad of emotions cross his face. Pulling out, he then thrust forward again, repeating it over and over while making sure to go a little deeper each time.
More tears threatened to erupt, but thankfully just covered my eyes like a curtain. Everything grew blurry in front of me, but if Zarren noticed, he didn’t say anything. At least not about that. He did groan once or twice before all restraint left him. The moment it did. He pulled out, then slammed into me.
“Zarren,” I cried out as he started to fuck me hard and fast.
Each time he bottomed out, it sent a sharp ache through me. The pain only turned me on more. I began to move in rhythm with him, and whimpered the moment he bent down and plucked one of my hardened nipples with his teeth. He'd already made me come with his mouth multiple times, and soon I would on his cock.
When with him, it was never anifbut rather awhen. Tonight was different than earlier, though. This morning, he’d taken me in so many ways, but it’d been pure lust driving him. Now, it wasn’t something I couldn’t quite describe.
