Page 12 of Malicious Pacts

Her eyes went wide as she looked over my muscular chest and torso. She sat up, and one of her hands reached up to play with the light dusting of dark hair on my chest and stomach. She licked her lips as I undid my pants, pulling a condom from my pocket.

I handed her the foil packet, and she quickly opened it while I dropped my pants. Her hands stilled as her jaw fell slightly open as she stared at my cock. My eyes narrowed, and the corner of my mouth twitched. Seeing that reaction never got old.

“It feels a lot better than it looks,Tiffani with an I.”

She shook her head a little as my voice pulled her from her thoughts. She quickly went to work rolling the condom down my shaft. The moment it was in place, I grabbed her by the throat and forced her to look up at me. She stared into my eyes, hers wide and silently pleading.

“On your hands and knees,” I ordered.

She moved quickly to do what I asked. I kicked her knees further apart with my own, and roughly lifted her hips a little higher, earning a moan that was a mix of both pain and pleasure from my toy. I rubbed my cock on her slick entrance, teasing her. After only a few seconds, she was already trying to shove herself back on me, so I decided to give her what she wanted—all at once.

I thrust my cock deep inside her, burying it to the hilt. She screamed out, and I decided to let her have that one. I was sure it was quite the adjustment for her.

“Remember… you scream, and I stop. I like watching you squirm as you try to obey.”

She nodded enthusiastically, and I began to move inside her. Slow at first, giving her a moment to adjust. After all, I wasn’t atotalmonster. Just…mostly.

Once I felt she was good to go, I moved harder and faster. Her right hand shot out and grabbed hold of the pillow, stuffing it under her face so she had something to bite down on. I buried myself deep once again and moved my hips back and forth, causing her to scream into the pillow.

I stopped. “Ah, ah, ah!”

She groaned and nodded, shifting her hips against me, urging me to continue. I could hear the guys messing around in the cabin, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before they came looking for me. I released a groan of my own at the realization.

Knowing it was time to wrap things up, I grabbed my pet’s hips and furiously fucked the hell out of her. Her entire body went limp as she gripped the pillow to her face. One of her hands flew back and grabbed one of my hands.

I shook her off and grabbed hold of her hair, pulling her up onto her hands. She panted with every rough thrust, and when I reached down with my free hand to rub her clit, she choked out a low groan.

Within seconds, her entire body tensed as her orgasm approached. Mine rapidly approached as well. I pulled out and roughly flipped her over onto her back. Before she could make a sound, I was on top of her. I put a hand over her mouth and slammed hard into her. She moaned against my hand as I fucked her harder.

Her breath caught in her throat, and her eyes rolled back just as my orgasm rocked through me. It took everything I had not to yell, but I managed. I pumped into her a few more times, riding out both of our climaxes.

I exhaled sharply and removed my hand from her mouth. “You’re lucky we had a time limit. Otherwise, I would have punished your ass for disobeying me,” I said sharply before getting up.

I tied off the condom and discarded it before quickly dressing.

***Tiffani was slow to move, and I could see her legs trembling as she tried to pull herself to the edge of the bed.

“Hurry and clean yourself up,” I ordered before heading for the door.

“Did you at least enjoy your entertainment?” she asked.

I paused for a moment, debating on giving an answer. In the end, I just huffed and left the room.

CHAPTER FIVE

TEMPERANCE

Aweek after talking to the detectives, I woke up to white lilies next to my bed. They were beautiful, and their scent was enough to mask most of the hospital smell I had yet to get used to. A full-sized card peeked out of the vase, and I carefully reached for it.

The envelope was lavender, my favorite color. I opened it and inside was a Get Well Soon card with a cute cartoon St. Bernard puppy on the front with a little bandage on its nose and a cast on its leg. It was quite adorable. St. Bernards were among my top five favorite dogs, so whoever sent the flowers got extra points for such a good guess.

When I opened the card, a smaller business card fell out. It was a simple white card with nothing printed on it. Instead, it was just a name—Angela—and her phone number, both handwritten. I smiled. Nurse Angela had sent the flowers. It made me feel warm. I hadn’t seen her since that night, but I hoped I would again. I assumed she was on another unit. She’d mentioned that might happen.

I looked at the larger card, and it had the stereotypical “Get well soon” message inside, but she’d also written on both sides.

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Temperance,

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