Comp's Chance

“You won’t lose me. I can’t stand not having all of you. Lose it on me,” she says again. Again, I shake my head.

“No,” I tell her plainly. I see the flinch when I give her the blank expression I use when holding tight to my control. I haven’t given her that look in a while, and I know it hurt her, but I can’t help it. I hurt her now and get to keep her in my life, or I lose control and lose her forever. I look back at her face, expecting her to walk away from me again. What happens next shocks the ever-loving shit out of me, though.

“You won’t willingly lose that control? Fine. I’ll make you,” she says, and before I can open my mouth, her hand is coming across my face. She slaps me so hard my head snaps to the side. I feel blood drip from the corner of my mouth. Slowly, I turn my head toward her before wiping the blood away with my thumb and bringing it to my mouth.

“Sunny,” I say, giving her one more warning.

“What, you going to walk away again? Are you going to pull away? Ignore me? You’ve already done all those things. So the real question is, are we going to get a repeat performance, or are you gonna switch it up, kick me out of the compound, try something new?” she goads, and I can see in her eyes. The determination. She really wants me to lose control. I can tell all the shit she’s spewing has been bothering her for a while, and fuck yeah, I deserved that slap. I can tell it helped get a bit of theanger out of her. Guess I’ll have to fuck the rest out. I chuckle darkly, and her eyes open wide.

Oh yeah, she fucking did it.

“Sit down and shut the fuck up. You want the beast; you got him,” I tell her, pointing to the bed. She opens her mouth to speak, but I grab her throat firmly but not tight, leading her to the bed. I don’t use too much pressure, just enough for her to know she asked for this. This is me, and I’m not holding back anymore.

“You wanted this; you got it. Just remember, you will get sick of this face, but I won’t let you go. One day, this shit will bother you. One day, you won’t be able to look at this day in and day out, but just know that I won’t let you leave. You pushed too far this time. You hold all the power, baby, because if you try to leave, it will completely obliterate me… and I refuse to live my life waiting for death. Never again,” I tell her, leaning in and crushing my mouth to hers. It’s a hard kiss, no softness, no tenderness, just passion.

I’m ready to dominate her. I want to obliterate every other experience she’s had before this. I want her to give me something I know for a fact she’s never given before.

Submission.

And I know I’ll get it because deep in her eyes, I can see how much she wants it. No, not wants… needs.

Twenty

SUNNY

Iknow we need to talk. I know I should stop this, apologize for the slap, and try to make him understand why I did it. Still, the way he’s looking at me, the way he’s dominating me and just taking over, talking is the last thing on my mind.

Nix throws me down on the bed before stripping his own clothes off. I want to kiss the mangled skin of his chest, but he growls, and I look back up into his eyes.

“Spread,” he tells me. I blush and slowly open my legs, but I guess I’m taking too long because, in the next instant, he’s wrenching my legs open as far as they go and looking at my pussy. I want to close them, but Nix dives in before I can. He isn’t soft or gentle. He devours me. There is no hesitation. He is eating me out like… well, like a beast. I throw my head back and feel the pull of an orgasm already ripping through my lower stomach. I can’t stop the scream from leaving my mouth, and I swear this whole compound can hear me.

“Fuck baby, so responsive. I want another,” he says before diving back in. It takes me less time to reach that cliff and fall over it than before, but I’m able to cover my mouth this time.

“Why the fuck would you cover your mouth? I want to hear every fucking peep that comes out of you. On your knees,” hedemands, climbing to his feet. Immediately, I sink off the bed and onto the floor. He strokes his dick with his hand and goes to open his mouth. Before he can, I stick my tongue out and catch the sweet pearl of fluid leaking from the tip. Damn, he tastes good.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he chants before shaking his head and reaching down, grabbing me underneath the arms, and once again tossing me on the bed.

“I need to take the edge off before I have that filthy little mouth drooling all over my cock,” he says, climbing on the bed and spreading my thighs, fitting his hip in between mine.

“No condom. I want to feel all of you,” he tells me, placing the head of his dick at my entrance.

“I’m not on anything. I could get pregnant,” I tell him, expecting him to freak out. Instead, he smiles.

“Oh, I’m betting on it. What did I say? You’re mine now, my life, my Ol’ Lady, my fucking soulmate. I’m claiming you and Paisley. I want to mark you, brand you. You both are mine now. Let’s add to that family,” he says before shoving deep inside.

“Damn, sunshine, my cock is buried so fucking deep,” he says, and I moan even louder.

“Yes, please. Yes! I want it. Want to be yours,” I cry out, tears spilling down my face from the sensations running through my body.

“You gonna get my property patch? My ink on you?” he asks, and again, I cry out.

“Yes!” and then I come. I come so hard, and so long, I swear I blackout. I feel so wet, more than I’ve felt before.

Damn, he made me come so fucking hard.

“Holy shit, baby, you just squirted on my cock. Let’s see if we can make you do that again,” he growls, taking my hips and flipping me over. I whimper.

“I can’t. No more,” I beg, even though my body craves it. It’s too much, but not enough. I’ve felt nothing like this before and don’t know what to do.