Page 71 of Unhinged Cain

“Cain, oh fuck, yes, yes, right there, ahh,” my back arched off the thick foam bed as the climax stormed up and ripped through me. My hands went to his hair as he continued to lick and drive the climax into waves of pleasure that didn’t want to end. My body felt frozen as he pushed me to new limits.

When he finally stopped and slowly pulled away from my grip, I wanted to yell and tell him no. I should’ve been wiped out from what he’d just done, but instead, I wanted him to rip those pants off and take me again and again until I blacked out.

My mouth watered as he pushed himself to his feet, and as he stood towering over the top of me, I shivered, but this time not out of fear. The jogging pants that he’d put on were not doing anything to hide what was underneath them.

I couldn’t peel my eyes away as he hooked his thumbs in the material and pushed the band down over his cock, which was as intimidating as the man himself. A flash, a memory of him pushing himself inside me the night of the corporate party, came racing back, and my body quaked with the thought of him inside me again. I didn’t want this time to be a fleeting memory or something that faded between reality and a dream state. I wanted to feel every inch of him sliding into me and every one of his muscles flexing as he came.

“You claimed me that night, didn’t you? The night of the party,” I said as realization finally hit. The idea was so sexy, as insane as that sounded.

“Yes, now get on your knees,” he ordered, his voice so rough it was like he’d just gargled with whiskey.

It took me a moment to make my body respond, especially as I watched his hand stroke the cock that was standing tall between his legs. Flipping over, I did as he said.

“Grab the rail,” he pointed to the rail my ankles were tied to and reached out. I grabbed the rail and then yelled as his hand fisted my hair. He yanked my head back to just where it became painful and stopped.

“I’m going to fuck you hard, and you’ll scream and come harder than you ever have. You’ve submitted to me, Sunshine, so this body of yours is mine.” I felt like I should say something, but when I opened my mouth, all that came out was a moaning, “yes.”

“I’m also going to choke you, Sunshine, and it will feel like I’m going to kill you. I know you’ll panic at some point, but you need to trust me. Do you trust me,” he asked as his other hand slowly snaked around my throat.

“Yes,” I said, and I did. I knew him well enough to know if he wanted to kill me, this was not how he’d do it, and if anyone was going to know the fine line between life and death, it was Cain.

“You’re such a good girl, Sunshine.”

That praise shot through me and had me whimpering with anticipation. Without any further warning, Cain slammed his cock into me so hard and fast in a single stroke that it drove the air out of my lungs. I would’ve screamed if it wasn’t for the hand securely wrapped around my throat. His fingers pressed into the soft skin, and my air supply was significantly reduced to mere little gasps.

My body shivered uncontrollably as he leaned forward and growled in my ear like an animal. He was everything primal that had been bred out of society. His instincts were that of an apex predator, and something about that called to me. He’d managed to reach in, and even though I was chained up, he’d found a way to begin to unchain my mind. I’d always wanted to be more frivolous, to do what I wanted and say what I wanted when and how I saw fit. But morals, ethics, what was right and wrong, and what was expected of me all stood in the way and held me back like a thousand hands pulling in the opposite direction I’d wanted to go.

His pace started out slow, letting me get used to how he filled me, but that didn’t last very long. I could feel his patience slipping even though I couldn’t see his face, and I knew before the strokes got longer and stronger that he was on the edge of letting go. The fear of what that would feel like was quashed by my need to have him use me the way he wanted.

“Fuck Sunshine, you test me.”

He didn’t waste any more time, and it felt like he was trying to fuck right through my body. Each thrust was on the precipice of pain, yet it was so sweet and delicious as he filled me like no one else ever had.

“Such. A. Good. Girl,” he groaned out each word, and I wanted to hear him say that to me forever.

Cain’s hand tightened just a little more, but as he predicted, the panic set in, and everything in me screamed to grab his hand to stop him before it was too late. He released my throat and let me take a gulp of air, and I managed to let out a small scream as he changed positions just enough that he pushed deeper into my body. Each glorious thrust pushed me toward a climax that I knew would be the first of many my body would crave forever. He was becoming a bad addiction.

His hand pulled back on my neck and cut off the air as he whispered words that no longer made sense in my ear. My brain had entered this fog, and it felt like I was floating above the ground. My mouth hung open as I tried to suck in more air. But then my body decided it didn’t need any as long as he never stopped fucking me. It was a potent combination of agony and carnal need.

Spots dotted my eyes, and I let go of the last thread of fear I was clinging to and gave myself over to whatever he wanted to do. At that moment, I knew if he wanted to kill me, I’d let him. He released my throat once more, and the room’s cool air rushed in, making me gasp just as the orgasm hit my body with a force so strong that the air stopped moving in my chest all over again. My body felt suspended as the climax tore itself from the depths of my body and then crashed into me like a wave.

“Yes, Sunshine. Come for me, come all over me. You feel fucking incredible.”

Grabbing my shoulder and pulling harder on the handful of hair, he didn’t ease up. The orgasm that had only marginally begun to subside started up again.

“I…can’t…,” I cried out as all the emotions and sensations blurred into something that felt like it was too much and not enough.

“You can. Let go of the rail,” Cain said, and as soon as my hands loosened, he pulled me into him, and I cried out as he filled me further.

His teeth sunk into the skin at the base of my neck. The pain was like a sharp stab right to my pussy and pushed me over the edge again. I screamed this time like I was trying to scream the house down. Cain groaned loudly, his teeth pressing a little deeper as his pace picked up to an impossible speed. The sound of skin slapping equaled the groans and yells we were making.

“Oh fuck, Cain, please come. I can’t take any more,” I yelled out.

He let go of my shoulder, and a release of endorphins coursed through my system as he freed my neck and hair to grip my hips. His fingers dug in, and it should’ve worried me that this was his ‘nice side,’ but I wanted more. I wanted all he could give me and then some because I was being a greedy bitch. He was mine.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I yelled as our bodies came together.

“Fuck Sunshine!” Cain yelled, and it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever heard as his body tensed behind me.