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Chapter thirteen

Noel

J olting awake, I sit up in a panic. Desperately, I reach out to find a lamp. Fingers wrap around my arm in the darkness. A scream rips from my lips. As I scramble to unwrap myself from the sheets, the hand tightens its grip, keeping me in place.

Declan’s voice crawls out of the darkness. “Noel, shhh, come here.”

He wraps his arms around me, holding me against his chest. My hands press against him, trying to fight for my freedom.

“Shhh, you’re safe,” he whispers above my head, holding my arms down.

I try to wiggle free of him, but he’s stronger. Realizing I can no longer move my shoulders, I push with my feet, my head slamming into his jaw.

“Fuck! Noel, stop,” he growls.

He wraps his legs around my waist, pinning me down completely. Screaming in frustration, I stop fighting in hopes he will loosen his grip. Instead, he kisses the top of my head and holds firm.

My breathing begins to match his deep, steady breaths, and the panic fades. The nightmare releases its hold, and his embrace feels less threatening.

“I won’t let anything happen to you. You’re safe,” he soothes.

“It was Nate. And my dad. They locked me in a dark room. I found a way out, but it was so dark. Footsteps were catching up to me, but I couldn’t see who it was or how to get away,” I whisper to him in the dark, explaining what woke me.

“It was just a dream. The only monster here is me, but I would never hurt you.”

His comment makes my head spin, reminding me of the fear I felt when he pointed a gun at my father.

“Would you have shot my dad?” I ask.

“Yes,” he says, without hesitation.

“What the fuck?” I whisper more to myself than him.

“He’s done using you,” he says with a chilling certainty that sends goosebumps all over my body.

“You knew?” I whisper.

“I’ve learned some of it more recently. At sixteen, all I knew was that he had the resources to keep me from you,” he clarifies.

“Those rumors about you with other girls in high school?” I ask.

“If I didn’t make you believe it, he was going to send you to an all girls school out of state. I couldn’t put you through that,” he admits.

His words break me. All this time has passed. Too much time. He let me think the worst of him, so things would be easier for me. He was everything to me, and I ached for him for so long. I’m filled with regret for not knowing. If only I had known, things could’ve been different.

He spins me around to straddle him, and I place my hands on his chest. His hands cover both sides of my head as he gently pulls my forehead to his lips. My pulse quickens at the roughness of his fingers digging into me, and my chest tightens at the softness in his kiss.

Desperate to take back what was stolen from us, I whisper to him, “Make me forget. ”

“Forgetting isn’t enough. I won’t stop until all that’s left is me.” His threat sends a shiver down my spine.

My nails dig into the skin of his shoulders. His hands squeeze my ass as he rubs his hard cock against my soaking pussy.

“Feel me, Noel? This is for you,” he growls as his hands grip my hips hard, grinding me against him.

“Declan,” I breathe out.

“It’s always been you,” he whispers before his tongue takes mine by storm. His hunger for me is just as strong as mine for him. We claim each other with teeth and lips and tongues. Our breathing and moaning mixes together in my ears, filling every empty part of me.

He lifts us both up then lays me down. The bed moves as his weight is removed, and my heart begins to race. I hear a drawer open and close, and my legs begin to shake in anticipation.

“Declan?” I ask in the dark.

The mattress dips between my legs, letting me know where he is, but he doesn’t speak. Packaging rips as he opens a condom.

His hands touch my raised knees, and I jump at his touch. Open palms slide down my outer thighs, and he kisses the tops of each knee. When his hands slide up my legs, his fingers wrap around my calves, pulling them apart to open me up for him.

“Declan?” I ask again more desperately.

“What is it, sunshine?” His voice is smooth as he places himself between my legs and rubs his hands down my calves to my feet.

“I can’t see anything,” I whisper.

“I want you to feel everything,” he says, his voice deepening .

He massages my feet then continues back up my calves, and I understand his meaning. Everything he does, I can feel in my core. My body is relaxing under his skilled touch—my emotions being replaced with desire.

A whimper escapes my parted lips as he reaches my inner thighs.

“It’s just us now,” his voice rasps through the darkness.

His lips take over as he closes in on my pussy. My whole body is shaking before he finally covers me with his hot mouth.

“Ohh,” I cry out as he explores with his tongue.

He sucks and licks until my hips begin to move on their own. Then, he pulls away and adjusts himself between my legs.

He pushes the tip of his cock in. I grip the sheets—the stretching pain a reminder of his size. He pulls out just to push in a little farther. With each slow thrust, he makes his way deeper.

“Noel,” he moans. “Does it hurt?” His voice is thick with desire.

“I’m okay,” I whimper between breaths.

He stills, letting me get used to him.

“You’re doing so good. It’s halfway in now.”

“Half?” I ask in disbelief. “Declan,” I breathe out, unable to finish my thought as he pushes in farther still.

I hear something click. Cold liquid drips onto my pussy. Then he gently rubs it around my clit. Pulling out almost completely to rub the liquid all over me, the loss of him not at all what I want. I lift my hips, silently begging him to continue.

A dark chuckle fills the room before he blows his cool air over my pussy. It tingles from the chill. When he stops blowing on me, the sensation only intensifies .

I can feel myself relaxing around him, allowing him in easier when he pushes in once more. When he pulls out again, I can feel my own slick arousal increasing around him.

“Mm, that’s it, baby. Let me in,” he praises.

I tighten my legs around him to stop him from pulling out so far.

“Don’t hold back. Please. Give me all of you,” I beg, wanting to show him that I was made for him.

He growls in response.

His arms cage me in as he begins to move his hips. His lips place small kisses all over my face and shoulders.

The pain is replaced quickly with pleasure. My mouth needs him as much as the rest of me. I kiss him everywhere I can reach as he thrusts into me—every nerve drawing tighter to my core.

“You were worth every second I’ve had to wait to make you mine,” he praises.

I whimper at his words. He pulls me into his chest and stands, walking us across the room. I grind against him as I kiss and lick his neck and shoulders.

He moans as he opens the door to his bedroom, slamming my back against the wall. Holding me from under my thighs, he thrusts into me as he sucks a nipple into his mouth. My insides clench around him, and I lose myself in the waves of an orgasm as he bites down on my nipple.

“Yes, Declan,” I cry out as my body shakes.

“Fuck, you feel so good when you come,” he says, pumping into me until my pussy stops pulsing around him.

Then he continues walking while he licks and nibbles my neck and shoulders. A light switch clicks, but I’m too lost in him to care where he’s taking me. After a few more steps, I’m lowered onto a cold surface .

My eyes pop open to a dimly lit room. The ceiling fan picks up speed, the cool air spreading goosebumps all over my body. The leather table I’m on is just the right height to allow Declan to stay inside me.

He circles my clit with his thumb as he slides in and out of me gently until my hips move with him again. I lean back on my hands to watch him. His dark eyes are shaded by furrowed brows as he watches his cock push in and out of me.

“You’re fucking perfect, Noel,” he says, looking up at me.

The heat begins to coil in my core—another orgasm building at the sight of him fucking me. He presses his palm into my lower stomach, keeping me in place as continues to rub circles into my clit. In no time, I come undone for him again.

My legs shake uncontrollably as I come down from the high. Declan pulls out of me while I’m still riding the last of it.

“No,” I protest his absence, but he’s kneeling down in front of me.

“Just a taste, baby girl,” he purrs before his mouth devours me.

I cry out at the warmth of his mouth soothing my already sore opening. He slides his tongue inside then sucks on my clit, causing my body to jerk.

“You need a taste, don’t you?” He taunts.

Laying me down on the table, he helps me hang my head over the edge. He slides his dick into my mouth while he cradles the back of my head.

“Taste your come on me,” he says, as he fucks my throat hard.

“Good girl,” he breathes out, brushing the tears away as I gag around him.

When he pulls out, I grab his hips to keep him. I lick down his shaft and suck his balls into my mouth, burying my face between his legs.

“Fuck,” he hisses and lets go of my head to pinch both of my nipples hard .

I moan into him and continue licking and sucking, not willing to release my grip on his hips.

He slaps my pussy, and I release his balls with a scream. Stepping back, he grabs one of my wrists. I hear a click and feel something pinch my wrist.

“What?” I ask, looking at the handcuff around my wrist.

Declan is already locking my other wrist in when he asks, “How many orgasms can you handle?”

Pulling my wrists apart, I look up at him.

“I don’t understand,” I tell him.

“How many have you had back to back?” He rephrases the question.

I’m slow to answer because I honestly can’t think of sex before this.

“Only one,” I tell him, pretty sure that’s right. Oh, wait. “Twice, just now.”

He grins and climbs over me on the table. Grabbing my hips, he flips me to my stomach. Then, he lifts my ass in the air, forcing me up on all fours. He slaps my ass hard, and I cry out in surprise.

I feel something slip around my waist and click behind my back. I hear a chain clank above me then feel him click it into whatever is around my waist.

“Declan?” I ask, unsure what is happening.

“You look beautiful in chains,” he says from behind me. “I think I’ll buy us some for the bedroom.”

My heart speeds up as fear trickles down my spine. I’m attached to the fucking ceiling. My breathing becomes erratic, and I’m about to ask him to take it off when his tongue makes contact with my pussy from behind.

The protest dies on my lips, and I moan instead. His tongue travels up my slit all the way to my ass. I try to pull away, but the chain hooked to my waist keeps me in place.

“This ass will be mine too,” he promises .

“No,” I tell him, still trying to pull away.

He licks it again, and I moan out his name.

“You'll love it. I’ll make it feel so good.”

I whimper at his promise.

“Tonight I want this tight pussy dripping with my come,” he growls. “Do you trust me?”

“What?” I ask, confused.

“Can I take off the condom? I’m clean,” he clarifies.

“Oh. Yes, I’m on the pill. And I’m clean too.”

He leans over to kiss and nibble my back and ass. His fingers tickle my sides on their way to my nipples. The sensation of a sharp sting quickly gives way to relief as he pinches them. Desire is already pulling me under yet again.

“Fuck me, Dec,” I plead, my voice full of desperation.

Placing a hand on my lower back, he touches my wet pussy with the head of his cock.

“You want this?" He teases.

“Yes,” I moan.

He slams into me with a growl. Slowly, he pulls out before pounding into me again. He repeats the slow, hard rhythm.

My arms begin to shake because of how close I’m having to keep my hands, so I lower to my elbows. The angle allows him to go even deeper, and it occurs to me that’s why he cuffed me in the first place.

“Fucking perfect,” he growls, and I tilt my hips to give him more as he picks up the pace.

“That’s it,” he praises again.

He lifts my legs out to the side, adding to the pressure that’s building again at my core. He pounds into me, pushing me closer to the edge .

“Oh, god, yes,” I cry out. “Come with me this time, baby,” I beg him.

He slams into me once more pushing me over the edge—my voice hoarse as I scream. He drops my legs to squeeze my hips hard as he empties inside of me.

“Mine, Noel. You’re fucking mine,” he growls.

His thumb gently pushes into my other hole as he pumps into me a few more times. The sensation of him being inside of both holes only extends the orgasm as it tries to slow.

We both still as the waves slow. He detaches the chain from my waist band, wrapping his arm around me to keep me from falling. He lowers me to the table.

I roll to my back between his legs, holding out my cuffed hands to him. He removes them with the key he kept at the corner of the table we’re on. I try to rub the sting away as he gets off the table.

He scoops me up and carries me to the bathroom. My legs are barely able to hold me under the warmth of the water. Noticing my struggle, he pulls me into him, wrapping his arm around my lower back to give me the support I need.

His other hand brushes the hair from my face before he kisses the tip of my nose. I drop my face into his chest and groan. He chuckles at how weak I am.

“What did you do to me?” I ask, more tired than I’ve ever been.

“I fucked you. And I’m going to do it again tomorrow. And the next day. We have a lot of time to make up for,” he says as he washes my body.

“I thought I wasn’t good enough for you,” I tell him the truth, too tired to hold it in any longer.

“I know, sunshine. I’ll make him pay for all of it,” he promises.

“You can’t kill my father,” I weakly protest.

“I can and will kill anyone to protect you,” he says, holding his ground .

“It’s my problem to fix. I think I have a plan,” I’m so delirious now that I feel like I’m not making any sense.

“What plan?” He asks, soothing me with his voice as the warm water falls over us.

My eyes are closed as I lean against his chest. I’m dozing off.

“If I tell you, you’d try to stop me,” I mumble.

“Hm, guess I’ll have to keep an eye on you,” he says, sounding amused.