Page 20 of Fractured

I’m also quickly learning that he doesn’t do things by halves. Locking gazes with me once more, I realize just how serious he was about being open and honest with each other. He’s giving all of himself to me, and in return, he will steal every bit of my essence that he can touch. Inch by inch, my pants are dragged down my legs, and once they’re off, he stands.

His dimples dazzle me again as he cages me with one arm against the wall, and wraps his hand around my neck. Only squeezing enough to give a show of dominance. “I’m eating your pussy now until I get my fill. I want you to keep your eyes locked on mine until the second you're about to cum all over me. At that moment, I want you to stare into your guards eyes until I’m done eating you out.” He keeps his voice low making sure it stays between the two of us, and runs his thumb over my bottom lip. “Do you understand?”

I lick my lips, chasing after his thumb, wanting to catch it in my mouth. It earns me a small chuckle before he lifts an eyebrow in expectation. Sheesh, he sure expects instant replies. “Yes, sir.” There’s a wobble to my words giving away just how keyed up I am, which only adds to the fire glinting in his gaze.

With my response, he sinks to his knees and resumes the pattern of kissing along the lines of my thong. The slow licks, paused kisses and quick nips have me panting and shifting my hips to meet each tease of his mouth. He’s lit a fire within me that only he can put out. The sparkle in his eyes tells me he knows just how much I’m on the edge. Needing more, to be sent over.

His fingers hook into the strings along my hips and as he pulls them down, he nuzzles into the sensitive scar along my lower abdomen. It’s the only place he doesn’t give me any bites. The attention he gives the faint line confuses me. I’ve never had a man notice the flaw, much less act like it’s an attribute that makes me more desirable. It’s the only thing I don’t like about myself. I’ve done everything I can to try and make it less noticeable, and here he is trying to subconsciously change my mind about the disgusting flaw.

I startle when he taps my ankles, lifting one foot at a time so he can slip my panties all the way off. All the while he makes sure to use himself as a barrier, keeping Vander from getting a glimpse of my goods. The cool air brushes against my dripping slit, the flow only increasing as Jasper lifts one of my legs over his shoulder to bare me open before him. Taking his time, he runs his gaze over my core, imprinting his first glimpse to memory.

“So gorgeous,” he says reverently. As if he’s been hypnotized by the sight, he slowly brings a finger up to swipe along the length of my slit. When he reaches the bottom, he uses both thumbs to spread me open, giving him an even better view. His glacier blue eyes sparkle like the sun glinting off ice. Then he sticks his tongue out and swipes it through my folds. His eyelids flutter as his eyes roll back on a loud moan. “Fuck! You taste like heaven, Little Bird. I hope you’re ready, because I’m about to feast on your nectar.”

With no further warning, he latches onto my cunt like a starved man, sucking up every morsel he can find. Pulling on my clit and lips until they pop out of his hold, he immediately returns for another helping. His hands grip my hips as I grind into his face.

All of his expert teasing leads up to me speeding to the edge of coming. Emotions flash in his eyes and his nails bite into my skin. He wants me to reach the point of no return. I can see it in his gaze. And it holds me spellbound. I don’t want to look away, so I fight it. But the moment he scrapes his teeth against my clit, I have to quite literally rip my gaze from his.

Looking up, my eyes lock with Vander’s. He’s already staring at me, lust battling fury in his dark gaze. His arms are crossed as he leans against the door leading into the room, preventing anyone from entering. My orgasm crashes over me as I spot the raging erection tenting his pants. I moan out as pleasure fills me. My back arching and my hands trying desperately to grip the wall as my cunt clenches around nothing.

Vander grinds his jaw, but he doesn’t look away. Watching me with a gaze full of desire as his body tenses like he’s struggling to hold himself back.

I haven’t even completely come down from my orgasm before Jasper brings a finger to my entrance. His mouth doesn’t let up, tongue flicking away at my clit before switching it up with long flat strokes. Slowly, his finger slides into me, and on a second pass, another joins the first. It only takes moments for me to comfortably take the intrusion, before he scissors them apart, prepping me to take a third.

His free hand alternates between caressing my inner thigh, and giving me the sharp sting of scraping his nails along my sensitive skin. His fingers glide in and out, pressing against the sensitive bundle of nerves that make up my g-spot. “Oh, shit,” I scream out when he combines his finger movements with rolling my clit in his mouth. With the sound, Vander tenses up even more, which I didn’t think was even possible.

Intense pleasure builds as Jasper refuses to let up. In fact, he speeds up his thrusting, trying to force me into another orgasm. My legs begin to shake, and the moment they resemble a vibration more than something that can hold my weight, Jasper picks up my other leg. As soon as I’ve wrapped both legs around his neck, he slides me up the wall until he’s standing. Thank fuck for high ceilings.

My hands find their way to his head. I’ll happily take whatever punishment he gives me, I just need the connection. To hold him closer.

Throughout the movement, he doesn’t miss a beat of thrusting his fingers or sucking my clit. His strength turns me on even more, and I’m convinced he’s turned on by holding my body at his mercy, proven by how lost he is in devouring me. I risk a quick glance down, and am rewarded by finding his manic gaze already watching me. He growls in response, and the vibrations send me over the edge. My eyes close, and I tilt my head back, enjoying the rolling ecstasy running through me.

Over and over my body spasms and I just ride them out. As the time between each one lengthens, Jasper slows down. His fingers sliding in and out with a lazy pace. Each lick is long and languid, mixed with gentle kisses. It’s the complete opposite of the frenzy he just ate me out with.

My whole body relaxes, all tension fleeing from my muscles, as if every cell in my body gave a huge sigh of relief. I’m pliant for the time being. A sweet escape from the exhaustion of wearing my mask.

My two drugs in life; mind blowing orgasms and murder. And I’ve just had another hit. It’s so hard to find someone who can give me an amazing orgasm. Maybe I’ll let him believe he can keep me like he claimed.

“Little Bird,” he coos after a particularly slow lick. I flutter my eyes open and tilt my head down so I can look at him. His tongue runs circles around my clit sending shivers up my spine. A sheen of my cum coats his cheeks and stubble. The rough scratch adds another layer of sensation as he plays with my pussy like it’s his personal toy.

Seeing he has my attention, he continues. “You disobeyed me.” The cold detached tone he first spoke to me with has returned, edging me closer to another climax. Unexpectedly, he rips his fingers from deep within my pussy and clutches my hips. He spins, manhandling me with finesse until my hips are laid over the counter cutting us off from the shooting field. My front half is draped on the other side sending blood rushing to my head.

I struggle to get up, but his hand in the center of my back stills my movements. The counter cuts into my hips along with one of our guns as his hands move to my ass, gliding over my cheeks, squeezing, massaging, warming me up. He’s trying to bring enough blood to the surface before he starts my punishment. I know it’s coming, expect the sting of his hand, but I still barely hold back my reactive jump when the impact hits. A few more smacks land on my globes, continuing to warm up my skin.

“Hold your ankles, Little Bird, and be thankful I don’t have a paddle or whip with me. The first offense needs to be a memorable one.” This time he doesn’t bother to hide what he says from Vander, so I should have seen his next words coming. “Maybe I should invite your guard over to help me spank you red before I fuck you in front of him.”

Vander hears him and swears before the sound of his fist punching the wall several times reaches me. His breathing is ragged and I can picture him leaning his forehead against the wall trying to regain his control when the punches stop. I can also imagine the dimples appearing with Jasper’s smile, pleased with being able to break Vander’s cool.

My fingers close around my ankles, bracing myself for the incoming punishment. This time, when his open hand meets my flesh, I can tell just how much he was holding back before. I’m perfectly fine for the first set of spanks. He takes a small break, rubbing the skin he just infused with heat.

The second set sends needle pricks of stinging bliss into my ass, and as he rubs the area, I can feel my cunt leaking down my thighs. I try to squeeze my legs together to temper the need building between them, but Jasper catches on. His hands trail down my ass before meeting between my inner thighs. He pushes them apart, making a tsking sound. “I don’t think so, sweet thing. You need to experience every bit of what I’m giving to you.”

His hands trail up the back of my legs until he palms my cheeks. The heat of his touch sends fire back into my ass and the pain makes my cunt weep even more. His thumbs pull apart my opening, giving him an unobstructed view of the effects of his punishment. Jasper lets out a grunt. “Fuck. I can’t wait to sink into your pussy and make you scream my name. Are you getting close to coming from your punishment, Little Bird?”

Said pussy flutters at his question. “Yes, sir,” I confess, leaving out just how close I am. His open palm smacks into my ass, even more forceful than the previous ones. The pain burns, sending heat radiating from his palm prints. I moan with each impact until the last one sends me past the threshold of pain and into the sweet bliss of pleasure. I’m convinced the next one will send me over the edge into another climax, but Jasper takes a moment to rub the sting away.

A whimper of need escapes me unbidden. “So close, Little Bird. I almost had you tipping over, didn’t I? You’ve been so good so far. Taking each and every strike without trying to defy me.” He rubs my back with one hand, and the other moves between my legs, teasing right along my slit. Not touching enough to give any serious friction. “Think you can come with the next spank with a little help?”

I vigorously nod my head before realizing he can’t see me. “Yes. Please,” I practically beg. My orgasm is so close I can almost taste it. Before he notices my slip up, I add another sir to the end. Rewarding me, he slides two fingers along my slit and around my clit, before dipping inside. He finds my g-spot immediately and coaxes it into a frenzy. His thumb seeks out my clit, adding yet another layer to my pleasure.

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