Ready or Not (Aspen Ridge Holiday Novellas)

16. Lily

Chapter Sixteen

LILY

I have no idea what I did and fear floods my veins. Wes’ eyes are still wild and crazed as he looks down at me. My body aches, my skin raw, bleeding from his bites and small cuts. My breath heaves as I wait for him to deliver my punishment. He walks away, bending over and pulling his belt from the loops on his jeans. My eyes dart everywhere, trying to understand. I’m strapped down on my back, my ass hanging off the end of the chair, spread open with all four of my limbs tied down.

“What are you doing with that?” I pant as he walks back to the chair, stopping between my spread legs.

“Making sure you understand.”

He folds the belt in half, holding the buckle and the other end in his big palm. The cold leather drags across my sensitive flesh, from the base of my throat, down my torso, and over my swollen and sensitive center. I squirm against it. I close my eyes for a moment before I hear the small crack of the belt followed by a painful sting on my pussy. I scream, the pain ricocheting through my body. His fingers press inside me in slow motion, curving in deep and finding that blissful spot as his thumb rubs my clit and I moan. The pain and pleasure mingle into something so darkly depraved.

“You see how the two mix, my little demon?”

His hand pulls back and I feel the cold air before the belt slaps against my wet flesh. His hand returns, tenderly rubbing my sensitive pussy in all the right places.

I moan, thrashing my head side to side as an orgasm builds from somewhere deep inside me.

“The pain and the pleasure. This is what you need.”

“Yesssssss!” I scream.

He pulls back again, the belt spanking my pussy two more times in rapid succession. Bloodcurdling screams escape me, but I don’t sound like myself at all. I feel like a rabid, feral beast. His little demon.

His thick, huge cock replaces his fingers, driving in deep as his thumb works my clit. I’m crazed, my body on fire, and all I can do is give in completely. He’s right. This is everything.

The pressure builds from deep in my belly, spreading through me in an orgasm so powerful I nearly black out. My body shakes as I don’t hold anything back, tears weeping from my eyes. Wetness floods around us as liquid pulses out of me. I scream until my throat is hoarse.

“Oh fuck, yes, Lilith, that’s it. Such a good little girl squirting for daddy.”

He pounds into me, his thick cock hitting so deep inside me that I feel like I’m being ripped open. My body comes down from the high of my orgasm, going completely lax, my eyes drifting closed as he continues thrusting.

“I’m going to fill you up, baby. Paint your insides with my cum.”

And he does, swelling inside me to the point of pain, jerking as he fills me with his cum.

He collapses on top of me, his head on my chest as we both work to steady our hearts and breaths. It’s hard not to question if fate is real, if soulmates exist, when this man saw right through me. He gave me everything I wanted plus everything I didn’t know I needed.

I’m irrevocably changed. All because of Wes Draven.