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CHAPTER 25

X ander

Her words burned in the back of my mind, the darkness edging out any hint of decency. I wanted her.

I needed her.

I would have her.

Her blatant invitation was yet another surprise. She should know better than to offer a cookie to a monster. He was prepared to take the entire jar.

She scooted forward to add a punctuation mark onto her invitation. As she darted her gaze in my direction, I noticed the warm flush on her cheeks. It was another reminder she was truly more innocent than I’d ever been. Yet defiling her in every way was almost all I could think about.

“Very well.” I hadn’t bothered to dress after enjoying our intimacy before, stepping in behind her only a few seconds later. As soon as I wrapped my long legs around her hips, I pulled her back against my chest. She took a deep breath, allowing her exhale to be methodically slow.

Almost immediately, the tension I’d felt in her all night began to fade. I lifted my hand, lightly stroking her arm as I settled deeper into the water. I had to admit, this moment was sheer indulgence and very relaxing. We both needed it. Her trust in me was important, more so than I’d usually admit.

“The games you play are dangerous,” she whispered after a minute of total silence.

“Yes, they are designed to be a challenge for our customers.”

“Not those games, although they are mind blowing.”

“Then which ones are you referring to?”

Using just two fingers, she rubbed the tips along the inside of my leg, tilting her head to watch the trail. “Killing people who you believe deserve the ultimate form of punishment.”

“Is that what you believe?”

She chuckled softly, almost with a hint of an evil tone. “You are Sinner. Aren’t you?”

“I have many sides.”

“Why hide?”

“Who says I’m hiding from anyone or anything? Tell me, Desdemona, isn’t there a complete difference when a masked man chases you through a dense forest versus a boy who asks you out to share a cup of coffee?”

She shifted in the water, grinding her body into mine. “Wanting a fantasy is a far cry from living in the real world.”

“Why does it need to be? Why can’t a couple enjoy sharing their darkest fantasies while still engaging in what others call… normal?”

“I hadn’t thought of it that way. Why do you risk your life and your freedom to remove what you call scum from the earth?”

“Because it needs to be done,” I answered honestly. “In a world where so many can be bought off with a few dollars, there are thousands of innocent lives lost, their families never given justice.”

“So you see yourself as a righteous man.” She continued stroking me as she shifted back and forth in the water, creating a wave of friction.

Did she know tempting the beast would result in her getting fucked again? And perhaps again? I was insatiable with my needs, my cock already hardening.

“I’m no righteous man, Jessica. But I am a man who refuses to allow true evil to thrive.”

“Hmmm…” She placed her other hand on top of my thigh, leaning back so her head rested on my chest.

I trickled water down her chest, enjoying the self-indulgence more than I should. When I rolled the tip of my index finger around one nipple, she released a tiny moan. The sound was so pleasant, so enticing I repeated the action before pinching and twisting her hardened bud.

“You value those who do the right thing,” I told her. There was even more of a need to find out why she’d sought me out.

“Very much so.” She licked her lips as if they were very dry and now, her fingernails dug into my thigh.

I rolled my hand to her other breast, tormenting her other nipple. They were hard like precious stones and had been that way from the moment I’d seen her in the forest. They were perfectly pluckable and required my roughness.

“An innocent soul,” I whispered into her ear and cupped both her breasts, squeezing and using enough pressure she had to feel discomfort.

Her moans indicated pleasure instead.

I could devour this woman hundreds if not thousands of times and it would never be enough.

“I think you know I’m not as innocent as everyone believes.” Her admittance brought yet another smile to my face.

“Are any of us, Desdemona? We often seek what we feel we cannot have because of traditional decency. Most hunger for what you and I have been allowed to share. Utter ecstasy.” I opened my fingers, rubbing the flat of my hand down her stomach, dipping my fingers under the water.

Another moan escaped her lips as she bent her knees, opening her legs as wide as possible. I closed my eyes and pressed my hand against her sweet mound. As soon as I curled my fingers, shifting them back and forth, she lolled her head to the side.

“No man will ever touch you again. Do you understand me?” I nuzzled against the side of her neck, nipping her earlobe.

“Yes.”

“Tell me you crave what only I can provide.”

“I do. Maybe that makes me sick.”

“Maybe that makes you very human.”

I swirled my finger around her clit several times before pinching the tender tissue as I’d done with her nipples. She lifted her hips from the bathtub, throwing out one arm and gripping the side.

“Then tell me what you want.” My command was dark and challenging, which was exactly what she needed.

“For you to fuck me.”

“In which hole?” I pressed kisses against the side of her neck. She was hot everywhere and not just from the bath, but from the understanding and acceptance that if she was a good girl, the world of dark passion would be opened to her.

“Every one of them.” She sighed after her admittance. Did she think it was so wrong to desire things others might not have the sensibility to appreciate?

“Good girl.” I drove all four fingers deep into her tight pussy, lifting my head as her muscles constricted around the invasion. I did so enjoy the way her sweet cunt clenched and released.

“Oh…” Her moan was soft yet filled with release. Even an admittance she yearned for everything I’d already provided.

But there was still so much more.

“Such a good girl.” I bit her earlobe. Her body stiffened and she wiggled against my cock. “I’m curious. Do you trust me, Jessica?”

“Why should I?”

“Because you know in your heart that I’m the one person who knows you best.”

She laughed subtly, instantly jerking up into a sitting position.

“Why do you believe that?”

“You were honest with me about your deepest desires. How could I think otherwise?” My vision clouded with shadows, the deep hunger I was experiencing entirely different than I was used to.

“Yet you’re a monster.”

“I never denied that I was, but did you ever think that perhaps inside you’re one as well?” I rubbed my hand down her back, caressing her soft skin as she wrapped her arms around her knees. “In my eyes, you’re just like I am. Bold. Determined. A true sinner.”

Was I tossing out the gauntlet? Hell, yes. Why not? Even with what I had in store for her during her last test, my patience was wearing thin. I was who I was.

And she was my perfect partner.

“What if I don’t want to be like you?”

“I think you need to dig deep, little lamb. You long for freedom. That’s what you’ve found. If only you’ll allow yourself to escape the prison of decency you’ve tucked around yourself like a badge of honor. I ask you again. Do. You. Trust. Me?”

As she tilted her head to the side, I was able to see the reflection of candlelight in her eye. She nodded just once, but it was all I needed.

“I want you on all fours.”

I sensed she was ready to ask why, but bit her lower lip instead. A few seconds later, she followed my command, even arching her back when she was in position.

My God. The woman was truly the most incredible creature I’d ever encountered.

I rose onto my knees, tangling my fingers in her long hair for a few precious seconds before shoving the thick strands aside. Being able to rub my cock back and forth across her marked bottom was more than just a luxury; it was also a way of preparing to claim her in an entirely different manner.

But her trust in me meant everything at this point.

Jessica pushed up from the tub bottom, arching her back as she held her head high. With a slight tip of her head, I was rewarded with another vision of the way the light danced across her skin.

I smacked my hand across her bottom, not once but twice. She didn’t wince or cry out in pain.

She laughed, a giggle that brought out the full realm of my twisted, sadistic side.

After a few seconds of caressing her back, I rolled my fingers down the crack of her ass. Only then did she tense, enough so water splashed around us. As soon as I pressed my thumb into her asshole, she closed her eyes. There was a smile on her face and she jutted her hips backward.

I thrust as deeply inside as possible a half dozen times before sliding my hand to the back of her neck. Very tenderly I wrapped my fingers around her neck and drove my cock deep inside her pussy.

“Fuck. Yes.” Her body was shaking, her pussy muscles stretching to accept my thickness. I pulled almost all the way out, driving into her again with enough force water splashed over the side of the tub.

It was difficult to control my needs, but I did my best, plunging into several more times before pressing her head down until her face was just touching the surface of the water. From there, I continued pumping, driving with brutal strokes.

Her arms flailed and she finally managed to grip the edge of the tub. Every moan she issued fueled the fire, a need so intense I was almost blinded by the burning desire.

I kept fucking her, every move savage. Her fingers were white knuckled from her firm hold, her breathing scattered at best.

“Remember to trust me, little lamb. I am your master now and nothing will happen to you as long as I’m alive.”

“Uh-huh.” Panting, she kept her eyes closed and I concentrated on the way her breasts were swinging from my savage thrusts. I continued plunging into her until her breath began to change. She was close to climaxing.

“Hold your breath, my sweet Desdemona, and relax. Trust in your instinct and in the man who holds you captive.”

“What are you doing?”

“As I said, hold your breath.”

I threw my head back with a deep growl as I pushed her head under water.