Madness (Madness #1)

Chapter 10

Chapter Ten

Red slumps against the couch just as my cock sinks into her soaked pussy, and I grin down at her unconscious form.

The sedative I put in the vial this time was a fast-acting one, but it wears off within an hour, and I’m going to make sure she knows that I’ve used her for the entire time.

Filling her so full of my come that she still be able to feel me as she sleeps tonight.

Her pussy flutters around my cock before I’ve even fully bottomed in her, and as she lays there so peacefully, I have to suppress the urge to fuck her like I want to and take my time.

There’s time for that later.

My calloused hands glide over the soft skin of her thighs, and my fingers dig into the creamy flesh as I drive myself further into her.

Every week, we play this game, and I make her feel full until she wakes with me buried inside of her, plugging my come until it soaks into her, leaving a part of me inside of her – marking her as mine.

She’s always been mine.

The first moment she walked into this office, my door nearly flew off the hinges as she demanded that Harry get to keep his pet mouse. Otherwise, she’d have my head and my job, and I was a goner.

My cock got so painfully hard that I had to hide my lower half behind the desk, even when all I wanted to do was bend her over it and fuck the brat out of her.

Red moans softly beneath me, and my hand fists into the couch material.

She’s so fucking beautiful, even with the scars and cuts that mar her body where she draws blood from for her mural on her wall.

I try to get her painting materials to sate her need to create, but Nurse White holds a lot more power than I do and refuses, saying it’ll put Red back in the dark space she was in that had her being committed here.

I try to protect her, but I’m also trying to protect every other person in Wonderland.

It’s why I moved the twins from the rabbit hole. The drugs affecting Dusty’s mind, making him lose days at a time.

Desmond played his cards with the guards, who gave him benefits such as not being chained to his bed or drugged. The only thing he couldn’t do was save his brother, and I’ve worked alongside Abe to get them transferred up here for months now.

The twins never should have been here in the first place.

Red’s pussy clenches around my cock, her second orgasm slowly taking over her body as I work myself in and out of her at an excruciatingly slow pace.

This is my solace, my home in this hell hole, and I wish I were a better man to give her thee Alice’s book with the detailed layout of how to escape Wonderland.

But I’m not.

I’m the warden, the jabberwocky, and my job is to keep them all here until such a time they are deemed fit enough to rejoin the public.

I’m also utterly infatuated with the woman under me. Her red locks fan around her like a blaze of fire, and I do not doubt that if she ever manages to escape, she’ll burn this place to the ground for everything she has suffered.

I shift us both, pulling my cock from inside of her, and she clenches her body, wanting to keep me there, but I soothe my hand down her to her clit, working her body until it’s coiled so tightly that I can feel her stirring as the sedative starts to wear off.

I lay behind her on the couch, shucking my trousers off in the process, and lay her down in front of me.

Grasping her leg, I hike it over mine and burrow myself back into her in one swift moment.

Groaning into her hair, I resist the urge to bite down on the flesh of her neck, marking her as mine for anyone to see so they know who she belongs to.

I may share Red’s heart with others, but she’s still my woman, and I can never bring myself to give her up, even when I have the rare moment of guilt that what we are doing is wrong.

“Mm,” she moans, and I grin wickedly as she shifts, burrowing me deeper into her.

“That’s it, my love. Take my cock,” I say, shifting my hips. I pull out, then slam back into her, over and over again, until the telltale moans from her pretty fucking mouth let me know she’s awake and loving every part of this .

“Jameson?” she whispers groggily, her hand reaching behind her and tangling in my onyx black hair.

“Yes, my love?” I murmur, not wanting to break this moment between us.

“Make love to me,” she says, and I kiss her exposed shoulder so fucking tenderly, my lips lingering on the soft spot there.

I hate how vulnerable her voice sounds and I shift us once again until I’m towering above her.

Her eyes are glassy, and for a moment, my black heart stops inside of my chest, the sight freezing me in place.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, wiping a stray tear from her wet cheek.

“I feel alive,” she whispers brokenly, “I feel alive here with you, and the moment I leave this room, I feel like a piece of me is chipped away each time.”

“Then stay here with me, where I can protect you.” I plead.

If I had it my way, she would sleep in my quarters with me, in my room, and never leave. I’d give her anything she ever wanted, and I’d make sure no one could get to her ever again, but she never takes my offer – no matter how much I beg.

“I can’t.”

“I know. ”

Her hand reaches between us, and her fingers wrap around my shaft, guiding my cock back inside of her wet heat.

“Make me feel alive, Jameson. Make love to me and fill me with your come until you are dripping from me,” she says, pulling my face down to hers and fusing our lips together.

“Are you sure?” I ask, wanting to make sure. My heart stutters at the wicked smile she awards me with.

“Fuck me, Wocky, or I’ll finish the job by myself,” she threatens.

I growl, grabbing her wrists and holding her arms above her head, “The only people who get to fuck you are me and him. You want another cock to add to your collection? Then you beg me for it, and until I know they won’t tear out your heart from your chest, I will guard it like a dragon guarding his treasure. Because that’s what you are, Red – my treasure. I want to hoard you, to lock you away so nothing can ever take you from me, but I know you would suffer, and I may be a possessive bastard, but you are my everything.” I sink my cock into her, her back arches from the soft material below us, and I hold myself still for a moment until her eyes flutter open, “Do you understand the lengths I would go for you, Red?”

I stare into her brilliant blue eyes, and a part of me wishes to lose myself in her, to forget all about this place and take her and run, but I cannot .

The other residents of Wonderland count on me to protect them from the evil that lurks in this place, driving them further to madness and accepting bribes to keep them here.

I swore that I would change Wonderland, and I’ve been here three years now, and all I’ve managed to accomplish is clearing out the corrupt guards down in solitary and protecting Hare.

“I understand. Now make love to me, Jameson,” she growls, slamming her lips to mine, and I happily oblige, driving my cock into her with vigour.

She claws at my back, her sharp nails raking down the skin – marking me as hers.

I can feel a few marks welling with hot blood, and I groan as pleasure licks up my spine, “I’m not going to last much longer, my love,” I tell her. I wrap my hand around her thigh, hiking her leg up to get a better angle for her G spot.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” She chants.

Her back arches, and she tightens like a vice around me, drawing out my own orgasm.

Our fluids mix, soaking the couch beneath us, and I chuckle at the way her face screws up at the sensation.

Pulling out of her, I see the way our releases mix as they drip out of her swollen pussy .

I drag two fingers over her sensitive nub down to her hole and gather the fluids, pushing it back inside of her, “You’re mine, Red.”

“Yours,” she pants as I work my fingers into her, and she clenches, her final orgasm rippling through her body.

Pulling my fingers free, the liquids glisten on my skin, and I suck them into my mouth, groaning at the taste of us both together, “Sublime,” I smirk at her.

Red laughs softly, shaking her head at me.

I help clean her up with a washcloth from my sink, hating I don’t have a shower in the ensuite to my office.

I gently smooth over her swollen pussy with the material, blowing cool air onto it as I do, “Such a pretty pussy,” I coo.

“This pussy is off limits right now,” she laughs, leaning her head back against the couch.

“What about later?” I wink, throwing the cloth to the side and helping fix her dress.

I want to pout that I didn’t get to tear her panties from her this time, but I settle for manoeuvring her so I can lay down on the couch and she can rest on my chest.

My hands instinctively start running through her hair, careful not to snag the new knots that formed as I fucked her. She shudders in my arms, goosebumps trailing over her skin .

“I love you, my love,” I murmur into her ear, her soft snores filling my office.

I take the comfort of her sleeping in my arms, wishing it could be like always, even when I know it cannot.

I made a promise to fix Wonderland.

The boy who befriended me when we were both sent to solitary the moment we arrived - sent here for things we did not do is why I do this.

After all, changing my identity and losing everyone I ever loved cannot be for nothing.

So, I’m going to be selfish, and I’ll keep Red here with me for as long as I selfishly can.

If I cannot fix Wonderland in time for her not to be in mortal danger, then I will burn this place to the ground.

If I have to, I will use Alice’s book – only given to the warden of Eden Institute, to get her and the people we care about out.