Page 65 of Dare To Free Us

“I… I had no choice,” she stammered, walking backward around the bed to keep the distance.

“Did you ever love me?” It was the only explanation I could come up with. For her to be selfish enough to throw everything we had away because she wasscared, there was no way she ever loved me. At least not the way I loved her.

“That’s not fair, Matteo. You know I love you.” She’d moved around one of the sitting chairs, trying to use it as a shield. I moved one way and she countered. I stepped the other way and she jumped to keep the chair between us.

I moved fast, tired of the cat and mouse game. Arianna screamed and made for the door. I caught the back of her oversized sweatshirt and pulled her backward onto the bed.

Turning over she tried to crawl her way off. Taking ahold of one ankle I pulled her back. Arianna turned over with fists flying and angry screeches. First I positioned myself between her legs, then caught her flailing arms and pinned her down.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she bucked and writhed under me. “Please!” she cried out, eyes pinched shut.

“Look at me!” My voice boomed off the walls.

She stilled and slowly peeled her eyes open, red veins stretched towards their golden center. Arianna’s lower lip quivered and her pulse beat hard in her throat.

“I could never beat you Arianna.” It was the truth. “But you…” I couldn’t finish, there were no words to describe how she’d tore me apart.

“What are you going to do?” Her body shivered.

“I have no idea. What I want to do is make you crave my touch like you use to. Make you beg me to give you my dick. Then I would fuck you until I’ve purged my body of all the rage you caused me.” Tightening my grip on her wrists I growled in her face. “I’d make you remember what we had. I’d make you want me again, Arianna.”

New tears streamed down as her eyes closed and she took a deep breath. “It was never about not wanting you anymore, Matteo,” she whispered. “No matter when, no matter where, no matter how; I will always want you. So go ahead, I won’t stop you.”

It was all the permission I needed.

Releasing Arianna’s wrists I took ahold of my old sweatshirt and began to rip it apart. The sound of cotton tearing mixed with her gasps. She helped by pulling the ruined material off her shoulders. I did the same to her shirt, then tore her pants off her legs. Down to her bra and panties I went for those next. Fisting her bra in the front I pulled hard enough to snap the clasp in back, pealing it from her body. Her panties suffered the same fate.

Arianna gasped and flinched at my aggression, but didn’t try to hide. I didn’t feel like a man. I was a beast, and it showed.

She reached for me, wanting to embrace. Taking her hands I pinned them down again, leaning over to put my face in hers. Then I put one hand on her throat and squeezed hard enough to make her gasp. “You don’t get to touch. You don’t speak. The only things I want to hear coming out of you are moans, cries, screams, and you begging for more.”

Her eyes went wide with the knowledge that this was more than my usual need to dominate or release aggression, but the underlying lust building in her wide pupils said what it always did,‘I want it’.

Sitting up I took in her sexy as fuck body from head to toe. Her silken skin shone to perfection in the dim lighting of the bedside lamps. I was already rock hard but I resisted tearing my own clothes off and diving straight in. No, I was going to make Arianna come so hard it would cause her to cry out for more and beg me to stop all in one breath.

Her chest heaved with nervous anticipation as my chest rose and fell with huge panting breaths. Those perfectly round, dark-pink nipples called to me. Leaning over I took one in my mouth lashing at it with my tongue angrily. Arianna squirmed at the sensation. I sucked hard knowing it would sting. A small cry erupted from her throat, then an even bigger one when I bit that tight little bud. I moved to the next one, palming the first. Her hands threaded into my hair.

Growling, I sat up, pinning her hands to the bed once more. “If you’re not going to listen I’m going to handcuff you.” She inhaled a sharp breath. Leaning down I fisted her hair. Her face lifted to meet me for a kiss but I pulled her head back harshly, exposing her neck. Instead of raining kisses I nipped with my teeth, leaving red marks covering her neck and shoulder. Then I moved down her body leaving a trail of bite marks as I went, her moans of pleasure encouraging me.

Arianna panted and squirmed, hissing when I bit hard enough to leave marks. Reaching down I found her already dripping for me. I groaned loud, wanting her to hear my hunger for her. Then I drove two fingers inside.

Arianna arched off the bed and cried out at the invasion. Before her body could settle I put my face between her legs. Moans climbed her throat as I teased her clit and finger fucked her.

It was hard to hold back, especially after going that long without sex, but I knew if I let my dick inside her it would be over too soon. I was going to draw this out. Use her until there was nothing left. Show her what she would have been missing if she’d been successful. Make her regret ever wanting to leave me.

Arianna’s hands found my hair, fisting my locks hard enough to make my scalp burn. I captured her wrists and pinned her hands to the bed beside her hips. Arianna bucked and writhed under my mouth. I continued my assault with my tongue until her cries turned to half screams and her thighs clamped around my head, climaxing with my name flying from her lips.

Springing up I took her hands and pulled her forward to the top of the bed. She was still panting through the aftershocks of her orgasm when I fished the handcuffs out from the nightstand and fastened them around her wrists. She went willingly, her excited breaths coming faster.

Then I flipped her over onto her stomach, lifted her hands above her head and attached cuffs to the hook.

“Matteo,” she purred.

Gripping her hair I pulled her head back. “I said not a word, unless you are going to beg for more.”

Taking in her perfect, slim body splayed out helplessly in front of me, that pert little ass begging to be slapped, I stripped my clothes and positioned myself behind her.

Arianna spread her legs, inviting me in. Reaching underneath I found her clit and worked it in tight circles. “Did you think I was going to fuck you now Arianna? Not a chance. I want to hear you beg me for it.”

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