Bend Me, Daddy

The inside of one of Sera's thighs was bruised and cut. Even in the low light, I could see it was the shape of a hand, like someone had grabbed her from the back and dug his nails into the soft flesh just under her pussy. My vision blurred and my head roared as red-hot rage tore through my veins. My entire body began to tremble with the force of it. "Who did this to you?" My voice was low and rough with the effort it took to keep my anger under control. "Did this happen at your job?"

She tried to close her legs and sit up. To hide. But I wouldn't let her. "It's nothing."

I straightened to my full height and lifted her leg so I could see better in the light from the other room. Jesus fuck. Her delicate skin was blue and purple in a near perfect imprint of a hand. "Who the fuck did this to you, Sera? Was this someone at the club?"

"I'm not going to tell you," she said calmly. "So, please just let it go."

Let it go? Let it fucking go? Some dead man dared-DARED-to lay his fucking hands on her and she wanted me to let it go? "You can't ask me to just let it fucking go, Sera."

Anything else I was about to say was cut off when she reached down and slid her fingers between the folds of her pussy. Arching her back, she closed her eyes and wet her lips with the tip of her tongue before they parted on a moan. The fury in my veins didn't leave, but it swiftly refocused on the sight of Sera writhing on the bed as she touched herself. She didn't want to tell me? That was fine. I had my suspicions. And tomorrow I'd have the tapes from the security cameras sent to me. I didn't know why she was protecting him, but it wouldn't keep me from finding out who the fuck had done this to her.

Pushing her legs as wide as they would go, I fell to my knees beside the bed and yanked her down to the edge. I ran my tongue from her ass to her clit, and that was where I stayed, wrapping my arms around her thighs and holding her against my mouth when she tried to push me away.

I worked her with my tongue until she cried out with the need to come. Until her heels dug into the mattress and I could feel her entire body tense. Pulling my mouth away, I kissed the soft flesh inside her thighs, seeing a flash of red when I saw the bruises again, then ran my mouth up over her hip as I moved her further up on the mattress. Grabbing her hips, I flipped her onto her stomach and pulled her up onto her hands and knees.

"Enzo..."

"Shhh..." Kneading her ass, I tongued her entrance, tasting the moisture there, then I rolled over onto my back with my face between her legs and pulled her down to my mouth.

"Oh, god..." She rocked back and forth on her hands and knees, taking her pleasure from my mouth. I wanted to fist my cock, but I was afraid if I touched myself, I'd come before I ever got inside of her.

But when she tensed over me and cried out, I couldn't take anymore. With one last taste that sent her over the edge, I dug my fingers into her hips and pulled her down my body until she was straddling my hips. Holding the base of my cock, I found her entrance and lifted my hips. She was so fucking tight I could barely get the head in. Out of my mind with lust, I acted more on animal instinct than anything else as I got a grip on her other hip and sat her down onto my stiff cock, filling her with one hard thrust.

My ears barely registered her scream of pain.

I almost didn't notice the way her entire body stiffened and her nails dug into my chest.

And then she tried to shove me away.

I bared my teeth, my cock pulsing with need as her body hugged it tight. Too tight. Holding her where she was with my hands on her thighs, I looked up into her perfect face, unable to contain the shock on mine. "Hold still!"

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Tears streaked down her cheeks, taking a lot of her black makeup with them. Her expression was filled with shock and pain as she stared down at me with eyes that were too big for her face.

And fear. There was fear there as well.

Jesus Christ. She was a fucking virgin.

I didn't know why it had never occurred to me before now that she would be innocent. I'd just assumed that since she'd gone to college and worked in the club that somewhere in there, she would've had sex by now. Hell, she'd come to my door as an escort, for fuck's sake! For what? So I could do this?

"Fucking hell, Sera." But even as shock filled me, a primal feeling of possession crashed over me so hard I nearly growled like a beast.

"I was trying to tell you," she whispered through her tears, as though she was afraid of what I might do.

Still inside of her, I sat up and rolled her beneath me. She winced with the movement. "Shhh..." I moved her hair off her face. "Just give it a moment. The pain will fade."

A virgin. She was a fucking virgin.

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I was the only man who'd ever been inside of her. Ever. And now she was truly MINE. And only mine.

Carefully, she moved beneath me as I brushed away her tears with my thumbs, then pressed my lips to hers. I felt her mouth tremble as I kissed her, slowly at first, and then with more urgency, sinking my tongue into the sweet warmth of her mouth. She tasted like innocence and fine whiskey. My muscles were fucking shaking with the effort it took for me to hold still and not drive into her like a man possessed as I kissed my way along her jaw, to her earlobe, and then down her neck to the sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder.

I pulled out until only the head of my cock was still inside of her and felt her stiffen beneath me, but I couldn't wait anymore. I needed to come. And I needed to be inside of her when I did it.

She began to cry as I sank back into her. Sweat dripped down my temples and my body screamed with need. "I'm so sorry, baby," I whispered, and then I gave in to my body's needs. Though my chest ached to cause her any amount of pain, I slammed into her over and over, her sobs in my ears and her body unyielding beneath me until I felt my balls tighten and I came deep inside of her, my entire body jerking with the force of it.

Afterward, I held her as she wept, murmured apologies and promises falling from my lips as I kissed her face. When I could breathe again, I carefully pulled out of her and sat back on my heels.

She laid spread out before me like a sacrifice, blood and come leaking out of her pussy. Pushing her knees wide, I leaned over and pressed a kiss to the bruised skin of her inner thigh, the scent of sex filling my nose. With my thumb, I caught the trickle of come and pushed it back inside of her where her body would absorb it-absorb me. "This belongs to me now," I told her. "YOU belong to me now."

And whoever hurt her would soon be praying for their death. A death I would prolong as long as possible.