With an adorable giggle, Madelyn nodded, and he crushed his lips against hers. His dick hardened as his hand slid down her body, and he gripped her breasts, her hips, her ass, anything he could get his hands on. It didn’t matter how many times he touched her, it would never be enough. She was the only one who could tame the beast inside of him and bring him to heal. As startling as it was, he realized that she might actually be the one with all the power because, until now, no one had been able to silence the bloodlust that ran rampant within his mind.
A whisper of a moan escaped her lips as her fingers tugged on his hair, her back bowing against him. The restraint he had on the monster within him snapped, and he growled low before pushing himself off of her.
Madelyn dropped back to the bed, her chest heaving as she tracked him with her eyes while he climbed off the bed and crossed the room to his bag, which was sitting on the bay window.
“Xavier, what are you?—”
“Patience, little dove,” he crooned. “I have a little surprise for you.”
He dug inside his duffel bag, letting several things spill over the sides of it and onto the bench seat, until he found what he was looking for. A mischievous grin played across his mouth before he returned to the edge of the bed, setting the items on the mattress and stripping out of his sweats.
“Take your clothes off and move up toward the headboard,” he demanded, his voice low.
She blinked at him for a moment before scrambling to do as she was told. She yanked her shirt up over her head and shimmied out of her shorts before tossing them both onto the ground and then moving up toward the headboard. He climbed back onto the bed, straddling her thighs with his belt in his hands.
“Give me your wrists.”
Once again, she did as she was told and held her wrists out toward him. His lips quirked up at the side as he folded the belt into a figure-eight and slipped it over her hands. He pulled the strap, tightening the make-shift restraint onto her wrists, and then secured it to the headboard. When he was done, he gave it a firm tug to make sure that it would hold.
Sitting back, he admired the view of her all trussed up and ready for the taking. With her arms tied up over her head, her breasts were pushed out, rising and falling with every breath she took and just begging to be sucked on. Her silky hair was fanned out on the pillow, framing her beautiful face. She was the picture of perfection, and she was all his.
He trailed his fingertips down her outstretched arms and watched the goosebumps rise on her flesh. “Fuck, Madelyn, you are so damn beautiful, baby.”
“Xavier,” she gasped, squirming beneath his touch.
“Patience,” he soothed, his fingers continuing their exploration. “This is the first time you’ve let me in your room willingly. And I plan on taking full advantage of that.”
Reaching over, Xavier picked up the second item he had pulled out of his bag, a small black box. He winked at her as he opened it and pulled out what was tucked inside before discarding the box on the ground. The metal was cool against his overheated skin, and the deep purple gem glinted in the soft light of the room. He held it up so that she could see it.
“Do you know what this is?” he asked, thoroughly enjoying the way her eyes widened at the sight of the butt plug in his hand.
She licked her lips and nodded hesitantly. “Yes, but?—”
He rubbed her thigh with his free hand reassuringly. “Relax. It’s just a small one.”
As he spoke, he began running the plug down her chest, between her breasts, and over her stomach slowly. He could tell that she was holding her breath as if nervous or scared. Knowing that he needed to get her to relax, he brought it down further and began circling her clit with it. She gasped, her arms tugging on the restraints, as he shifted to settle himself between her thighs, holding them apart.
“I want to take your ass, little dove,” he told her simply. “I want to claim every part of you. Have you ever done that before?”
She shook her head, nearly making him groan knowing that he’d be the first one to claim her ass.
“Yeah, I didn’t think so. Which is why I brought this,” he told her. “If you are going to take my cock, we need to work our way up to it. But again, we are starting small.”
Gently, he pushed the plug into her pussy, soaking it with her arousal. Her breath caught in her throat as she attempted to close her legs, but his position wouldn’t allow her to do so. He continued to pump it in and out of her a few times, taking his time and allowing her to get used to the feel of it inside of her. When it was fully lubricated, he pulled it out of her and moved it further down to her puckered hole. Her whole body stiffened, and her eyes flew open.
“Xavier, w-wait,” she stammered.
“Easy, little dove,” he soothed, gently pressing on her lower abdomen to keep her still. “Do you trust me?”
Her tongue darted out to wet her lips before she gave him a quick nod.
“Then believe me when I tell you that you can take it. I’ll take it slow. I just need you to relax for me. Think you can do that?”
She gave him another small nod. “Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, sir,” she breathed as her muscles began to ease beneath him.