Page 20 of Pet: Genesis

“Fuck you!” I cry out, thrusting my head up, colliding with his own as hard as I can. Stars dot my vision, and a splitting headache immediately rushes over me. I fall back onto the pillow, blinking furiously, trying to still the suddenly spinning room.

When my vision finally clears, Remus is watching me without a scratch on him. His head is completely clear of bruising, as if I hadn’t just head-butted him. His expression is dark, the pupils in his eyes dilating slowly. I expect him to break my arm like he did to Leah’s, but he does the exact opposite.

His free hand snakes up through my hair, pulling roughly on my strands, forcing me to expose my neck for him. He leans into me, and I feel the heat radiating from his body as he places a warm kiss on my throat.

His lips are soft, like rose petals. He continues to lightly press kisses along my throat before his kisses turn into sucking. He pulls my flesh between his teeth, lightly nipping at the skin. I begin to struggle, trying my best to break free as my body reacts to his attention.

A dull ache begins to throb between my legs, and I can feel my nipples beading beneath the fabric of the dress. Horror washes over me at my body’s reaction to him. I recognize this feeling. It’s lust. I’m feeling lust for him.

“No...,” I let out in a shaky whisper, grasping Remus’s attention.

He pulls away from me, a smile on his lips and something sinister in his eyes.

“You don’t seem to grasp the difference between you and me. And you have grown exceedingly bold in a matter of hours. It is time to show you your place in this society. Inmysociety.”

Chapter Seven

Iris

Give me torture. Give me pain. Give me anything but this. With pain, I can stay strong. I can endure. I can hold onto my dignity. But with this... I can do nothing but writhe in pleasure, my body begging for the attention that I need—begginghimfor the attention.

“How long do you think you can remain silent, Pet?” Remus’s voice pulls me from the darkest corner of my mind. I’m a sweaty, shaky mess. I assumed “my place” meant torture, but I see now that Remus is more complex than that. So far, all he’s done is use his talented tongue and fingers to turn my body to mush. I suck in a shaky breath, trying my best to remain indifferent. If there’s one thing I must hold onto, it’s what dignity I have left. And giving in to my desire would strip me of that. He knows I can handle the pain.

He wants my dignity.

Remus’s finger strokes deep inside of me, coaxing me toward release. My legs slowly rise up, my hips slightly shifting toward him. The dull ache I felt from his kiss has morphed into a throbbing pulse that has found a permanent place between my legs. I squeeze my eyes shut as images of Leah’s broken body play across my mind. I will never forgive him for the condition he put her in. But he’s doing everything in his power to make me forget at this moment.

His tongue licks and laves between my folds, finding the sensitive bud hidden there with ease. I feel the tip of his tongue playing with me, knowing every inch of my body and how to make it come alive with pleasure and need that he pulls out of me. Fingers brush over my breast, squeezing my nipple lightly, and my eyes fly open. My heart sputters to a standstill in my chest at the sight. Remus is between my open legs, his purple eyes vibrant as they bore into my soul without an ounce of penitence for his actions on me, on my family, and this Earth.

His gaze searches my face for something, and I gasp when I feel his finger pushing back into my tight channel. My inner walls tremble slightly at the entrance of something. Remus slowly pulls his finger out before pushing it back in, imitating the demand for something more. I bite my bottom lip, wanting nothing more than to moan my pleasure and give in to temptation. But I refuse to give him that satisfaction.

“So naive.”

Remus’s voice washes over me, and I open my eyes once again, faced with the intensity of his gaze, as he slowly places kisses upmy stomach until he is straddled over me. His features are softened by the dim lights, and he angles his head slightly, studying me. He reaches toward me, and I flinch, waiting for the pain to come, but it doesn’t. My eyes open when I feel his thumb lightly run over my bottom lip and I note that his eyes are dilating. The arousal I felt has been replaced with fear, earning me a laugh from Remus’s lips.

“You’ve mistaken my intentions, Iris. Do you truly believe that by refusing to divulge your pleasure audibly, you’re winning this battle between us?” He tucks a stray hair behind my ear. “I don’t need affirmation to know what you’re feeling. I can smell the arousal your body releases with each touch I offer you.”

Remus leans closer to me, pressing his lips against my throat. I suck in a shuddering breath just as I feel him positioning himself at my entrance.

“I don’t care for your moans, pet. I know you’re aroused. What I want is simple...”

Remus leans into my ear, the heat from his body seeping into mine. My body tenses when I feel his top pushing at my opening.

“I want your screams...”

He pushes past my entrance, and the slow burn of him entering me replaces the arousal. I cry out as he stretches me further to accommodate himself, entering with a maddeningly slow pace. The pain is unbearable. I open my mouth, letting my groan of pain leave my lips. Remus chuckles above me as he pulls out slightly, only to shove back in with two more thrusts, fully sheathing himself.

His pubic bone pressed against my own, my inner walls throbbing from the change in size. When I open my eyes, Remus iswatching me with a strange expression that I can’t decipher. His silver hair falls over one shoulder, curtaining my left side as he looks down at me.

Finally, he speaks.

“Relax,” he murmurs. The words wash over me, and I begin to breathe.

The pain is slowly digressing to a dull throb, and Remus senses it. He slowly pulls out, only to thrust again, jarring my body. I cry out, the feel of him inside of me driving me to new heights. Remus leans over me, his tongue running over my neck, sending shivers of pleasure through my body, all coming together at the same place between my legs. Remus’s thrusts become more urgent, his drive pulling me closer and closer to the edge, craving the release that only he can give me. My hands press against his chest to anchor myself, and with each thrust, I can feel him driving me deeper into the bed beneath us.

I feel Remus’s hand under my back as he lifts me up, his free hand threading through my hair to expose my neck. His penetration is deeper from this position, and I can’t help the loud cries that are wrenched from my lips as he fucks me in his arms.

“That’s it, scream for me,” he purrs.

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