Page 43 of Red Rabbit
“Good girl,” he murmured, smirking at me. He adjusted his fingers and I gasped and writhed against him, my eyes fluttering closed. “Should I let you come?”
A whine escaped my lips and I opened my eyes. The edge was rushing up to meet me and his fingers started to slow, pulling me back.
“Please—” I hated myself for begging, but even as I felt my face heat, the heat between my legs overroad all reason.
“I don’t know if you deserve it, Kaelin,” he teased darkly, his lips still inches from mine. He could feel every gasp and hear every sound I was making. My shoulder throbbed and I tried to pull it down to relieve some of the pain but his grip was like iron.
He chuckled. “Is your shoulder hurting you, darlin’? Is that what’s making you so wet for me?”
I tried to shake my head but he picked up the pace of his fingers again and I panted against his lips.
“Please—please, Kraven,” I nearly was sobbing at this point. “Oh god,” I groaned. My body was alive with energy and I was slowly losing awareness as he drove me higher.
“That’s it, baby girl. Do you like it when I make you fall apart? Or do you still want to hit me?” My eyes cracked open only to be pinned in place by the intensity in his steel gray eyesas he pressed his body against mine, his breath coming quicker as he focused intently on pushing my body where he wanted it. He wanted to make me shatter and I was ready to let him. I didn’t want to slap him anymore. He didn’t let up this time and ecstasy slammed into me so hard I threw my head back against the wall, crying out as I came apart. Just like he wanted. His lips parted as he felt my pussy pulse around him and he grinned triumphantly.
“Such a good girl,” he breathed as I started to come down. “Coming all over my fingers.” My chest was heaving as I gasped for breath, trembling against him. He brought his fingers covered in my cum up to my lips and without being asked, I closed my mouth around them and sucked. His eyes were nearly black as he watched me, his energy powerful and dangerous. He pulled his fingers away and let my wrists go. I slid down to the ground of the shower, unable to stand.
Kraven turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. He returned with a towel.
“Get up,” he said sharply. I struggled to my feet, the adrenaline from earlier was gone and I just felt empty and sore. I stepped out of the shower and he wrapped the towel around me. I was still dazed and stepped back when he went to touch the cut on my breast.
“It’s just a bandage,” he said. He pressed it gently over the wound then stepped around me and did the same with my shoulder then his hands settled on my arms and he looked at me in the mirror.
I met his gaze and irrationally wanted to wipe the smug look I saw off his face.
“You’re no better than Roger,” I muttered.
His grip tightened and his eyes darkened dangerously but all he did was smirk more.
“No, darlin’ I’m worse,” he said. He dropped his lips to my ear, nipping me gently. “I don’t want your pain. I want your fire. I don’t want someone weak—I want to know when I break you, you’re worthy of it.”
My anger faded away to confusion.
This was all one big dangerous game to him and I was exhausted trying to fight it.
I jumped when there was a sudden knock on the door and he pulled on his pants to go answer it. I came out to see Sal and Tank ready to take me back to my cell. I froze, not able to take another step towards them. Sal came over and pulled my towel from me while Tank grabbed my arm.
“Stop,” Kraven demanded softly.
There was no room for argument in his tone and the guards instantly obeyed and stepped away. I looked over at him and he was watching my face. He turned and went to his closet where he pulled out a button up shirt and came up to me. He pulled it around my shoulders and buttoned up a few of the buttons. His gaze was searing as he looked at me. Then he turned to the guards.
“She keeps that on.”
Sal’s face was carefully blank as he nodded and went to grab my arm again but stopped when he saw the scathing look on Kraven’s face.
“And she walks by herself,” he turned to me and I saw the warning in his eyes. “She won’t give you any problems.”
I stared at him and with the barest tilt of my chin I stalked past him and the guards out into the hallway. I was worried Sal would touch me again but he seemed pissed off about something and neither of them spoke until they arrived at my cell.
“Vandal claimed you,” Sal said moodily. I looked at him in confusion. “It means no other guards can touch you.”
“Why?”
“You don’t want to cross Vandal,” Tank said, as if that explained everything. It didn’t. I didn’t have any idea who Vandal was but if the other guards didn’t want to cross him, I wasn’t sure if being claimed by him was a good thing. Sal and Tank left and I pulled the blanket around my shoulders. Kraven said he’d take care of my problem, was he behind this? If so, he made it so no other guards could touch me. But who was Vandal? As sleep dragged me under, I wondered if Vandal would be better or worse than Sal and whether Kraven solved my problem or just made it worse.
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