Page 37 of Stray
God, I hoped not. Having Athena catch Stray in here like this would be an absolute nightmare. Explaining this situation would be torment.
Not quite the torment I experienced as Stray kissed, licked, and bit his way down my body. I flinched when he sank his teeth into my inner thigh. Every little yelp and moan was muffled by the tape over my mouth. That only increased the torture.
His fingers dug into my thighs as he jerked my legs apart. He paused to drink in the sight of me on display. I quivered, knowing that he would find me soaking wet for him. I could deny everything about Stray until I was blue in the face but my body spoke the truth.
I almost melted into the mattress when Stray dragged his tongue over me. Delving into my wetness before flicking the tip over my clit. God, had anything ever felt so fucking good? I’d experienced my share of lovers. This wasn’t the first time a man had gone down on me by any means. Although Stray had barely touched me, I was already thrumming with mad arousal.
“Next time you tell me to get lost and leave you alone, remember this moment. Remember how fucking wet you are for me. Time to start being honest with yourself, strawberry. Time to start being honest with me. You fucking love what I do to you.”
I made a sound that was my best attempt at a protest. I was entirely at his mercy. Of course I was wet for him.
It was a good thing I couldn’t make that argument. I knew that if anyone else had me in this position, my body would not have reacted the same way. There was something about Stray that pulled me in. That made me want to be his, even as it made me fight him.
He tongued my clit with teasing flicks, pausing to shove his tongue inside me. He had a way of hitting all the right spots, making me ache for more. When his tongue slid down to my asshole, I couldn’t hold back the moans.
“I knew you were a dirty little thing,” he murmured against me. “You’re going to come for me, Codie, and then I’m going to fuck you until your sweet little cunt gets wet with only the sound of my voice.”
He stopped with the teasing then. Ravenous and possessive, he licked my pussy with a fierceness that guaranteed no other man would ever compare to him. Having the tape over my mouth fucking sucked. My moans and cries were muffled, trapped inside me.
My orgasm rose hard and fast. The intensity of it made my head spin. Stray focused on my clit, working it perfectly. Rumor had it that he knew his way around a woman’s body. Definitely not a bad thing. However, the thought of him doing this with any other woman made me want to smash things.
I came with an intensity that made my ears ring. My entire body broke out in perspiration. Every sensation lasted longer than I was used to, holding me in a momentary limbo of sheer pleasure. The sounds I made behind the tape were animalistic and desperate. My fingers were numb from the rope binding my wrists. So badly I wanted to grip a handful of Stray’s hair, pulling hard enough to hurt.
Pushing himself up so he loomed over me, Stray began to strip off his clothing. He kept the mask in place. Staring down at me through the eerie demon eyes, he roughly thrust inside me. Hard enough to make me cry out. My body was forced to accommodate his size as he buried himself deep. He held my chin in a hand, forcing me to peer up at him.
I hated that I couldn’t see his face or meet his eyes. The mask put a barrier between us. One that stripped awayany possibility of intimacy. Making this a brutal exchange of pleasure instead. Stray had known exactly what he was doing when he chose to wear it.
Hooking one of my legs over his forearm, he spread me wide open as he aggressively fucked me. I was entirely under his control. Stray’s thick cock felt as amazing as it had the first time. Maybe even better. Every stroke was paradise. Every thrust that bordered on painful was also pleasure. The more it hurt when he violently slammed into me, the more I lost myself.
The real danger didn’t come from the physical threats of what he might do to me. It was this. The moment when I felt myself falling for him.
When we started this dangerous game, I’d never believed it was possible for me to feel anything more for him than annoyance and contempt. I’d been wrong. Stray’s persistent determination along with his possessive need to own me had somehow penetrated the barrier I’d tried to build between us. He’d become a fixture in my life. One that I found myself craving.
I didn’t want him to have that much power over me. I didn’t want to feel anything for him. Unable to keep looking at him while he took total command of my body, I closed my eyes.
Stray didn’t like that. He gripped my chin tighter. “Look at me, Codie. You will not shut me out.”
He gave me a shake that brought my eyes open. I watched as he ripped off the mask, his eyes locking on mine. Fuck, that was so much worse. The mask had made me uneasy, yet it had left a wall between us. Now he stripped it away, forcing me to really be in this moment with him.
“What’s wrong?” he demanded. “Is this too much for you? Too intimate? I’m buried balls deep inside you, sweet thing. That’s about as intimate as it can get. That’s not your problem though, is it, Codie? You’re afraid to feel anything. To even likeme. Is that why you always sought out strangers? So you’d never have to feel anything? Don’t worry. I won’t force myself through your carefully constructed exterior. Here, let me make it easier for you.”
Stray shocked me by pulling out and viciously grabbing my hips. He flipped me over so I was on my stomach beneath him. No more eye contact.
Something within him had changed. I thought he was rough before, but that didn’t compare to the way he thrust into me from behind. Tightly grasping my braid, he jerked my head back. Pain slashed through me as he savagely bit the side of my neck.
With his chest pressed to my back, he pinned me with his weight. Despite the nasty way he fucked me so that I whimpered, I loved the way he felt against me. Our naked skin touching from head to toe. His alluring scent getting inside my head, engulfing me in him.
He’d tied the rope to the bedframe so that it simply turned with me when he rolled me over. My arms were still stretched painfully above my head. Even though my shoulders ached and my wrists burned, I couldn’t focus on anything but the way his cock felt.
My pussy clenched tight around him. Reaching beneath me, Stray grasped a handful of my breast. His breath was hot on the back of my neck. All I could feel, smell, and hear was Stray. That wasn’t enough. I wanted to watch him move on top of me. To see the way his hips jerked as he buried himself inside me. I wanted to taste him. His sweat on my tongue. His mouth on mine.
There was no begging or pleading with the tape on my mouth. No way to tell him what I needed. Not that he would care. This seemed to be about what Stray needed. Power and control. To dominate me in the only way possible.
As his thrusts grew faster and harder, he reached around to rub my clit. Breathing only through my nose during something so frantic and wild was proving difficult. I thought I might pass out.
He nailed my clit just right and I came, my pussy spasming around his cock. Stray moaned softly next to my ear. A few more thrusts and he filled my pussy with his cum.
He didn’t linger. Shoving himself off me, I heard the rustle of clothing as he quickly dressed. When he rolled me onto my back, I saw that he was fully dressed with the mask back in place. He was seriously going to fuck me like that and walk right out the door after.
