Page 13 of Chaos' Heir
When I turn around to sit on a bench, I hit Dominik and am stopped by his strong build. “Are you trying to avoid me?” he asks and I shake my head. His eyes darken, likehis soul is peeking through. “Are you sure? Normally you’d be all around me,” he says and I blush stepping on him to get to the bench but he grabs my wrist and pins me against the wall, my hands locked over my head beneath his grasp. “Your fighting only gets me harder, Love. And I’ve been waiting to take what’s mine for two years,” he’s been waiting all this time?
“I’m not your property,” I say trying to get out of his grasp but it only gets his loose hand around my throat.
“Strongly disagree,” he says and I want to reply but I have no words as Dominik’s hand, roams from my neck to my chest, passing his palm against my aching nipples on purpose. “Don’t fight me now,” he whispers leaning closer towards me, practically towering over me.
“When did you decide I was yours?” I ask him trying to dissociate from his fingers trailing down my stomach.
“The day I first laid eyes on you in this casino,” Dominik starts, “I was only a distant friend of Josh’s at the time and I didn’t plan to find you. You’re strangely addictive, everything about you. I never took an interest in being with someone more than one night. But you’re so unlike any other girl. You captivate me beyond any of my kinks.-”
“And that’s never happened before?” I ask him, he shakes his head. And shreds my dress to pieces.
“Hope you didn’t have an attachment to it,” he whispers and unlocks my bra. For one second I have freedom as he takes it out, but he locks my hands again. “Will you behave?” he asks and looks up at my hands, I nod when his eyes are back on mine. For some reason I believe his words, I believe I’m more than a one-night stand,especially when he’s looking at me like that. Like he’s claiming me with his eyes he doesn’t have to move for my hands to shake under his hold.
He lets go of my hands and I see the red marks of his imposing fingers imprinted on them. I wasn’t aware he was inflicting that much strength, maybe it was because I was enjoying the lack of power, for the first time I don’t feel hopeless for the loss of control. But I’m sure I’ll be when he eventually ends me. Or better, gets tired of me.
Dominik takes off his clothes and strips my panties off. I look at him like he’s some mythical god, because he looks like it. His face is perfectly sculpted for his personality sharp and destructive. With one stare he can go through all your protective walls, you’ve put up in your mind and heart with years of careful work.
His green eyes, a light shade of green that makes his eyes so clear they look slightly neon in some lights. In this light they look dark green, deep forest green. I’m brought back to the forest, over him again, my body extremely sensitive and critically receptive to Dominik’s touch and gaze.
I look at his impressively worked abs, and Dominik takes one step towards me, I lean against the wall.
“Will no one enter the room?” I ask when I hear the laughter from outside and the sound of the machines.
“Do you think I’d let anyone see you like this other than me?” Dominik asks and his hand falls to my waist. To my surprise Dominik lets me reach out for him. I move my hand slowly up his chest, to his neck. I gasp when his stiffness brushes against my clit, the bastard did iton purpose. He doesn’t just want to fuck me, he wants to claim me whole. And drag me into a spiral where I can only see him, no one else but him. I know his thought line too well.
I grab his hair when he gently aligns himself to my opening, as he slides in strongly at once, my back arches. And Dominik’s hand goes back to my throat, to hold me still. He seems to reconsider it and copies me, his hand slides to the back of my head and he kisses me as he thrusts inside again, this time in full length. Everything on me comes to life. My skin burns and aches. I can barely keep myself together and I hate myself for it. I’m giving him exactly what he wants.
He strongly strokes away any thoughts I had until I’m grounded with him again. He knows I drift off from trauma; he doesn’t know the extent.
I let him guide me, I’m in new territory. Dominik thrusts inside me like a madman, “Fuck, I love how you take my cock,” he whispers making me, shake, quiver and moan into his lips he always keeps on me. My lips, my face or my neck.
When I think I might faint and the intensity gets overwhelming Dominik slides out and shifts me from the door to a small table on my back. I can’t look at him and at first that feels awfully dangerous. He’s in total control. Hasn’t he always been?
I lean with my chest against the table and wait, I know his next move yet it still surprises and makes me tingle and squirm. When Dominik slowly holds my hips and fully takes me, I shudder against the table and I think I can’t take it much longer. I’m shaking and aching forrelease, but I deny myself. I deny myself giving him that power, until I can’t anymore. The last drop was Dominik’s own unforgiving grunts and small moans. “Tell me how fucking good it feels to be mine,” Dominik demands.
“So- goo-d,” I reply and Dominik goes insane.
“I knew you’d take my cock well, like the good girl you are,” Dominik says his dirty mouth, still catching me by surprise, not for long, as he keeps stroking now slower. “God, you feel so good tightening around me,” he says and I almost scream when he pumps into me harder and faster, the pain mixing with the pleasure.
“Dom,” I moan out feeling my body tremble in response to Dominik’s touch. It only answers him. It doesn’t care about me wanting to keep the moans in, not fully give in to Dominik. But it’s impossible, when he grabs my hair and gently turns it in his direction.
“Eyes on me when I fuck you, and no coming,” Dominik says and I feel myself pulsate strongly. My body gave in to him, and so did my mind. The way he looks at me, he’s taking in every breath, every moan, every squirm religiously. He’s claiming not only my body but also my soul.
He trails one hand from my hips back to my clit. As he touches, circles, teases, pinches and flickers his fingers across it, I lose it. My full control is totally his. My legs are a trembling mess and I'm so near coming again, but I follow his words and try to hold it in.
“Dom… please-,” I beg when he goes feral on me.
“Please what?” he grunts out, his hardness swelling, making the need for release and any other emotionoverwhelming.
“Let me come,” I plead looking into his green eyes and he allows it as he comes inside me. There’s no way out now. He’s managed to be physically and mentally all over me. I’ve never given in trust, and Dominik wants me to give it in again.
When he gets out of me, he does something I wasn’t expecting, he scoops me gently in his arms and heads to the shower. Lying against the wall. “You were handmade for me,” he says as he opens the water on top of us. The warm water hits my sore body. “I don’t like your silence, Love. It is never a good sign.”
“I’m just, I- Don’t you think you’ll get tired of me eventually?” I ask and he stops caressing my body still in his arms under the water stream.
“You don’t need to worry about it. I lost interest in anyone else but you a long time ago. You’re mine, Love. But I’m also yours,” he says and I get slightly calmer, I focus on his hands bathing me, and cleaning both our arousals. I wasn’t expecting aftercare, but I’m living for it. “Josh will be suspicious if you disappear for too long”
“What about you?-”
