Page 17 of Hellraiser

“Two,” I counted, not hesitating to follow up with another smack, this one even harder than the first. “Three.”

“Four,” she counted for me as another sharp slap echoed through the room.

I sent one more down, hard, and she bit her lip to keep from crying out.

“Now,” I growled in her ear. “Spread your legs, and put your hands behind your back,” I commanded and she did as told, her breath coming in short gasps as my warm hands skated down her spine. I smacked her ass again for good measure before pushing my erection deep inside of her from behind, filling her tight ass pussy completely.

“Fuck,” I grunted, beginning a slow rhythm that had her hips bucking off the bed, desperate for release even though she was already wet and eager for me. Mercy moaned loudly as I took her hard and fast, tilting her hips up for deeper penetration whenever I allowed it.

The room began to spin around us. It was as though I was floating on a cloud with each thrust bringing me higher and higher. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room. Her body was tight and shaking with the signs of an incoming orgasm.

I grabbed her neck, squeezing until just before she couldn’t breathe, making her eyes roll back into her head. My grip on her neck tightened as I leaned forward for a deep kiss, my tongue forcing its way into her mouth and battling with hers before biting down on her bottom lip.

Then, without warning, I pulled out before burying my face between her sticky thighs. Mercy’s eyes rolled back into her head at the feeling—different from my dick but equally as pleasurable. I lapped at her throbbing clit like a starved man at a feast, sucking hard enough to make her see stars while my fingers danced inside of her, searching for that sweet spot that would send her soaring into orbit.

“Oh God,” she cried out, arching off the bed as another wave of pleasure crashed over her. “Please... don't stop.”

Her voice came out broken and needy, begging me for release even though I knew it wasn’t time yet. And then I did something even more wicked, I bit down gently on her inner thigh, a punishment for running her fuckin’ mouth so much. She moaned, and I knew I’d delivered the perfect blend of sting and pleasure.

Mercy exploded on my tongue, screaming out my name as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washed over her. I lapped at her sweet nectar before coming up, my beard glistening with her cum. I couldn’t help but grin.

“Good girl, let’s see if we can go for number two. Turn around, ass in the air.”

Mercy scrambled to obey, getting on her knees and arching her back just the way I liked.How’d she know?

Anticipation coursed through me as my hard length pressed against her entrance, teasingly brushing against her opening but never quite penetrating.

“Please, Dre,” she whined, “I need you deep inside me.”

I chuckled darkly. “I will be,” I promised, pulling back before slamming into her with a groan. This time it was different—rawer, rougher, harder. My nails bit into her hips and I began to pound into her without mercy, grunting with each thrust as I knocked the bottom out of her pussy.

“Is this what you wanted? Huh? Is this what the fuck your ass was whining for?” I growled.

She moaned. “Yes! Yes! Don’t stop!”

I heard the headboard repeatedly hitting the wall in front of us with each impact as Mercy’s sweet lips formed an ‘o’ of shock. Her eyes rolled back into her head again as another orgasm crashed over her.

My hand twisted around her hair, yanking her head back as the curve of my dick hit her G-spot again and again. “Cum for me again, baby girl, and I’ll give you anything you want.”

With a whimpering cry, Mercy’s next climax began to build once more. My grip on her hair tightened, my rhythm relentless as I continued to pound into her pussy, eager to send her careening over the edge. She clawed at the sheets beneath her, desperate for something to hold on to as the waves of ecstasy crashed over her.

“Yes!” she screamed. “Oh God, yes!” Mercy’s back arched even further as her next orgasm tore through her body like a California wildfire, more intense than the first. Her body twitched as her core contracted around my thick length.

“Fuck!” I growled, my body tense and shaking as I spilled my seed inside her moments later.

As her cries faded, Mercy collapsed onto the bed, boneless and spent. I withdrew from her and pulled up my jeans.

“If you don’t want my protection, fine. You’re without it,” I growled before leaving the room, hearing the door slam behind me.

I sat in my truck, seething and gripping the steering wheel so tight I thought I’d break it in two. I was more pissed off with myself than anything. I couldn’t tell Mercy how I felt about her to her face. It felt too soon, too damn intense. Given how quickly everything unfolded between us, I worried she’d think it was weird.Frustrated, I decided to swallow my feelings and sit on them in the meantime, thoughts drifting to my time away from her.

The three days I was gone hadn’t been in vain. I’d been handling business and ensuring I lived up to my club name and raised pure Hell when it came to Mercy’s high school English teacher and principal.

As soon as I found out about what happened to Mercy, I put one of the prospects who specialized in tech and computer shit on researching their names. Within hours, he found a digital yearbook online to get their names, then cross-referenced them with DMV records to find their addresses.

I wasted no time running down on them one at a time, starting with the principal. He was supposed to be her protector, the one she went to for help at school when something went wrong. Instead, he’d chosen to side with a pedophile. I didn’t fuck with that.

I sat in the back seat of his car watching him kiss his doting wife goodbye at the doorway at seven-thirty in the morning. He turned on his heels, certain he’d have the same day he’d always have. Until he met me. As soon as his ass hit the cloth driver’s seat, his eyes met my grimaced reflection in his rearview mirror. My gloved hands were around his throat before his bitch ass had a chance to scream.