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Celeste

Trouble is a Friend of Mine by Kat Leon

M y throat feels bruised and tender, my wrists are sore and scraped, and my mind feels as though it might burst from my skull with the overwhelming intensity of what just happened. I’ve never said that out loud before, and certainly never declared it to another person, but it’s true—I love Liv. When I think of my future and where I want to go, I can’t imagine a life without her in it. She might just be my best friend, who I casually fuck, but the connection between us is undeniable. And now I’ve admitted it to the man who’s held me captive and made me his plaything.

What the fuck is going on?

His dark eyes bore down on me from above as he fists his throbbing cock in one hand, holding a rigid pink vibrator in the other. Lust and pride swirl together in the depths of his irises as he ravages me with his gaze and I can’t help but feel as though I just sold my soul to the Devil.

“What?” I manage to ask in a whisper.

“I said,” he releases his length and uses his hand to push my legs wider apart. He sucks in a short breath as he looks down at my exposed pussy. I’m not just wet—I’m dripping down my thighs. It’s embarrassing how much his aggressive treatment turned me on. “Spread your legs and let me reward you for being a good girl.”

I want to hate him, to be mad at him and fight him, but as he brings the vibrator to my heated clit, I can’t help the needy noises that escape my lips. He brings his hand slowly up the length of my bare inner thigh, teasing the delicate flesh. When his skilled fingers reach the apex of my thighs, he circles my drenched opening.

“So fucking wet for me, aren’t you?” he asks as he slips a single finger inside me slowly.

“Yes,” I egg him on, desperate for more of his aggression. He’s being too soft, too gentle. If he’s my devil then I want to let him completely consume me with the flames of Hell.

“Did being used by me turn you on, Sweetness?” My master refuses to move faster or harder. He pumps his single finger in and out of me so very slowly. It’s the most brutal, pleasurable agony.

“Please,” I beg him as I writhe below him, desperately trying to get him to give me more. His usually perfectly styled dark hair has come loose, leaving him looking unhinged. He’s a dark and dangerous demon hidden beneath a mask of normalcy. But he’s my demon.

“Do you know why I needed you to admit that?” He holds the vibrator so lightly against where I need it most. It’s maddening. The rhythmic pulsing is enough to keep me right on the edge of release, but never enough to push me over the edge. It’s torturous.

“Sir, please,” I whine and mewl, aching for the pleasure being held just beyond my reach.

His fingers suddenly slip from within me. He pulls back then smacks me sharply on my dripping core. I cry out as the stinging pain blooms across the skin of my cunt. When I open my eyes, I’m met with Luke’s heated gaze. He’s watching me as if he will swallow me whole. His cock twitches between us, leaking precum onto my thighs. The pain of his slap melts into something else, something unbearably overwhelming when he brings the vibrator back down to my clit.

“I needed you to admit it, because I need you both .” He punctuates the last word by shoving two fingers deeply inside me. I moan and my back bows as he begins to roughly fuck me with his hand. “I’m utterly and completely obsessed with you, Sweetness.” He curls his fingers inside of me, rubbing against a certain spot that has every pleasurable nerve in my body firing. “And I’m also utterly and completely obsessed with her .”

“Luke, please. I need—” I whine as I grind my pussy roughly against his hand, desperate to come.

“I know what you need, baby girl,” he croons before removing his hand and the vibrator, then lining his stiff cock up with my dripping cunt. “You need to be stuffed full of my cum, don’t you?”

“Yes, please,” I beg again before the breath is ripped from my lungs as he sheaths himself inside of me in one swift move. My chest constricts as all the air is stolen from me. The fullness of him is almost too much. His cock throbs inside the walls of my pussy and I can’t help but groan in raptured tightness.

I’m far from being a virgin and yet his length is still surprising. Once upon a time, I imagined myself waiting for my knight in shining armor to marry me and sweetly take my virginity in a loving gesture. Then I grew up. Sex isn’t sweet. It’s hot, rough, and painfully pleasurable. I don’t want sweet lovemaking with a prince; I want to be fucked by a demon in disguise.

He begins to move, viciously thrusting his hips. Each hard ridge of his thick cock drags back and forth across the bundle of nerves inside me. I feel my release building, threatening to send me crashing into ecstasy.

“Shhh, Sweetness. I know what you need. You want her to love you and take care of you, but you need me to own you and fill this pretty little pussy up in order to breed you, isn’t that right?”

His words are filthy and wrong, but I can’t help the pleasurable tingles that erupt across my entire body at his statement. He brings his lips down to the crook of my neck and bites my tender flesh—hard. I scream out in pain but he doesn’t relent. He sucks, and bites, and licks my skin until there’s no doubt that I’ll be bruised. Raising back up, he stares down at me with a lustful possessiveness distorting his normally calm and cool facade.

“Mine,” he growls before slipping his hand behind the crook of my knee and pulling me open wide. He begins to move again, fucking me ruthlessly. The pain of his bite, the sting of his slap, and the pleasure he’s pulling from my pussy is almost agonizing. I’m completely overwhelmed with all he’s doing to my fragile body. And yet, I’m throbbing for more. He’s right—I’m lost in the torturous desire I feel for this monstrous man.

“Luke, I’m so close,” I whimper as his thick cock rubs back and forth right where I need him most. The heat building inside me is almost too much, as if I might combust.

“Come for me, Sweetness. Milk your master’s fucking cock until it fills your goddamn womb with my babies,” he growls as he pounds into my mercilessly.

“I can–can’t get pregnant on the pill,” I moan loudly as he fucks me like a wild fucking animal.

I feel my need crest, the impending waves threatening to pull me under into a violent release. I’m so damn close.

“I replaced,” he grunts out each word between clenched teeth, “your pills with placebos weeks ago.”

My eyes jerk open as I gasp in horror. My stomach drops like I’m free falling through the air. I want to pull away but it’s too late. My orgasm crashes into me. My body throbs in pleasure as I come violently. Rope after rope of warm cum coats my inner walls as Luke follows me over the edge with a feral growl.

We breathe heavily as we come down from our combined high. He rests his forehead against mine and holds me tightly.

“You had no right,” I finally manage to whisper as I begin to catch my breath.

“I have every right, love. You’re mine. Even your fucking future is mine.”

He releases his grip on the crook of my knee and lets my leg fall before moving to undo the cuffs on my wrists. He pulls out from me slowly, my pussy clenches at the loss. Moving to the head of the bed, he drags me up until we’re laying together with my back to his front. His hand slips between my thighs, lifting my leg slightly as his still semi-hard cock slides back inside me. I wince at the intrusion to my sore center.

“Relax, pet,” he soothes as he sinks inside me and curls his arms around me. “I need to shove my seed back inside you to make sure it doesn’t leak out while I keep my cock nice and warm inside this tight cunt.”

“You really would want me to have your kids?” I question as my eyes close and sleep threatens to pull me under. His fingers caress the skin of my arms as he rubs soft and soothing circles against my skin.

“Pet, I want to have a whole big family with you.” He lays a soft kiss on my temple. “We’re going to get our girl and then start a family—our family.”

“I’d like that,” I manage to mumble before I fall into the darkness of sleep.