Page 59 of Claiming Charlotte

“Now!” They yelled, and I obeyed, pulling the metal up and turning the water on. My thighs squeezed shut as I felt my body turn on me and a leg stepped between them, pulling them apart. The water continued to run, and I jumped when I felt a finger rub along my center before being replaced by a hard cock. They stayed there for a moment and my heavy breaths stilled just enough for them to enter me roughly.

“N–N,” I tried to scream out, but I couldn’t.

A large hand shoved my head underwater while they fucked into me ruthlessly refusing to miss a beat. My head jerked as my body fought for air and I braced my hands against the sink, trying to escape the torture, but whoever this was they were too strong, and a harsh slap came down on my ass.

Stars swam through my vision, as they pulled me up by my hair letting me take a few quick breaths before shoving me back down again. I cried out into the water as I felt my leg being lifted to rest on the counter and a finger teased my clit.

I slowly lost energy as the splashing water became a calm sea. I was ripped out of the water just before my orgasm claimed me and brought?to the person's chest when the gruff voice whispered, “It’s what you wanted, right?”

I couldn't answer as my swimming vision pulled me under.

My shoulders ached, and I couldn’t move my arms. My head pounded, and my mouth was dry. With a pained moan, I slowly opened my eyes and panic took over as the memory of what had happened came back to me. My arms were tied over my head and I was suspended in the middle of the room.

The room? I took in my surroundings and recognized Roe’s cabin. Wiggling my wrists in their restraints, I looked at the rope binding me and felt the soft velvet. It was different from what Walker did to me, and I looked around for Roe as my heartbeat slowed a fraction.

Sure enough, Rowan walked in and smiled at me. “I was hoping you’d be awake,” he said excitedly. “You made that really fucking hard, but God, did I enjoy it.”

I tried to respond, but there was a gag in my mouth, and it filled with saliva as I realized what was happening. He’s doing it…it was him. I thought, relief flooding my veins. I took him in; a welcome sight after not seeing him or hearing his voice in days. He was dressed in a pair of jeans that clung low on his waist, and he was shirtless. The mask I’d given him rested on the top of his head, it was different from the one he originally had on, when he took me.

“Once I lower this mask, there’s no backing out. This is your last chance.”

He stepped up to me and tugged the gag out of my mouth.

“I want to hear you say it,” he said, searching my eyes.

“I knew it was you. Your glove was slacked where your finger should be.” I laughed.

He grabbed my chin harshly, forcing my gaze to his and his features darkened. “Stop being a brat and tell me what I want to hear, or are you scared you can’t handle it?”

“Please, Rowan. Break me,” I said, my tone begging for his touch.

He nodded and replaced the gag. He walked over to a table against the wall and picked up a long, wand-like vibrator.

“You keep knocking on the devil’s door, Charlotte,” he chuckled menacingly, circling me like a predator stalking his prey. I couldn’t see him anymore and I cried out as a harsh sting spread across my ass. I arched my back, pulling against the ropes, helpless against his advances.

“And he’s about to answer. There’s no safe word. No lighter. I’m going to do whatever I want to this sweet body, and you will fight it. I want you to.”

I heard him pull the mask down to cover his face, and suddenly the room went dark before a red, glowing light illuminated everything. He flipped a switch, and the room was filled with the familiar buzzing of the vibrator.

“Not one person is going to hear your pleas for me to stop,” he said, and he pulled a cloth out of his pocket, and placed it over my eyes, tying it at the back of my head. “So you’re going to have to take it like a good fucking whore.”

He caressed me, sending goosebumps over my entire body. His warm hands filled the void in my heart, and I arched my back against his chest in appreciation. Following his hands, he ran the vibrator across my skin, teasing a moan out of my mouth as it ran over my nipples, causing them to harden and pebble out, before dropping it below my hips and pressing it against my clit.

I spread my legs in anticipation of what was to come, allowing better access. He moved in slow circles, my hips rocking with it, and dipped the head of it inside me, eliciting another moan before sliding it out and using my own juices as lubrication for the vibrator. He was driving me crazy, and it wasn’t long before an orgasm crashed over me.

He pulled back on the vibrator and inserted his fingers inside me.

“God, you’re so wet,” he groaned, fucking into me mercilessly.

While he moved, he returned the vibrator to its place on my clit and rocked it back and forth, and soon I was overcome with another screaming orgasm. Before it was over, Rowan’s fingers and the wand disappeared, and I groaned as my muscles clenched around nothing. And then I felt his hands on my hips.

He caressed my backside, spreading me open, and I felt his hard, ready cock press against my asshole.

I gasped as he inserted his tip and held it there.

“I love you Lottie, but tonight, I need you to hate me,” he grunted as he spoke and buried himself to the hilt inside my ass.

I cried out, unable to stand the pain, and my vision blurred. One of his hands reached for the vibrator flicking it on, while the other wrapped around my throat. It hurt like hell as he fucked me in deep, long strokes. But it was replaced by the intense pleasure the vibrator was giving me.

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