Written in the Scars (The Damaged Souls #1)

Orion

This woman is going to be the death of me, I will go to the ends of this Earth in this life and the next to find her and lock her up for myself.

I’ll never crave anything more then I do this woman.

I can still taste her arousal on my tongue, a taste I will ensure I never go a day without again.

Watching her stand there at my mercy, her body’s shaking with anticipation, her beautiful jade eyes begging me for more.

“All in good time”, I say.

Her eyebrows raise slightly in question to my words, but her eyes round like saucers as I bring my belt into view.

She goes to speak, but I stop her.

“Mouth wide for me, Reagan, otherwise this could be uncomfortable!”

I’m surprised that she obeys so easily, I’m not surprised by how this all effects my cock, straining against my jeans, the pressure making my balls ache.

Placing my belt in her mouth carefully to keep her tongue behind it, she lets out a glorious moan of confusion and arousal or that’s what my brain is registering, I’ll focus on the arousal.

Moving her away from the wall, I use my knee to nudge the delicate curve of the back of her legs, her body jolting forward as my hands steady her to kneel.

I buckle the belt at the back of her neck, keeping her hands above her head, I walk around, admiring her in this position.

She’s a stunning work of art, made for me and only me.

Though she may be on her knees for me at this very moment, I fully intend to dedicate my life to kneeling before this queen, honoring her with my devotion, attending to her every desire and facing any threat that dares to approach her.

She kneels there, her eyes burning with desire.

Both our bodies needing more, picking up her handbag from the console, I snap the chained strap, wrapping it around her wrists behind her back, in place of my hand.

I want both hands free to enjoy every part of her body, to feel her body enjoy every part of what I have planned.

I kneel before her, resting my forehead on hers, breathing in each other’s heat.

I can see it in her eyes that she is worried, wondering if I’m going to hurt her.

I wonder if she regrets us coming back here.

A part of me wants to reassure her with words, but it’s overpowered by the animal she has brought out of me, wanting to show her how good this will be, and the worry will wash away as the pleasure takes hold of her.

“I’m going to help you stand, your ability to speak has been taken.

If at any time you need me to stop, you stomp your right foot twice, do you understand, Ace?”.

Her eyes bare into me, like she is looking into my soul, trying to make sense of what is happening.

Bringing her to her feet, I help her step out of the hideous heels.

Throwing her back over my shoulder, she lets out a garbled squeak as I walk towards her bedroom.

She begins to fidget, but I imagine it’s not very comfortable.

Without hesitation, I slap her left cheek, maybe a little too hard from the sharp moan she releases.

I lower her at the end of the bed, tracing my tongue from her ear down her neck, meeting the thick straps of her dress.

I shift leaving kisses as I follow the fabric over the natural curve of her full breast, pinching the gold silk between my teeth, bringing it down to release her delicate and tender nipple. Teasing with the gentle nip of my teeth, the sensitive area comes alive, awaking an electric thrill to dance through her body.

I relish at how her body responds to me, the goosebumps coating her skin, the distorted moans mixed with the sound of her teeth baring down on the leather.

Moving down her body, I leave a trail of kisses over the fabric clinging to her body, she tenses as I meet her stomach, the anticipation building.

My hands run up her thighs, slowly gathering the dress just above her lace thong.

I trail my hand to tease her bare breast, as I tear the lace thong from her body, she releases a surprised moan.

I lay kisses around the top of her inner thigh, as my fingers tease her small bud of nerves, moving my fingers in small circles.

I look up at her, in all her glory, her eyes rolling back in pleasure.

Pulling my fingers away from her body she lets out a gargled sigh in frustration.

“Needy, aren’t we Ace?”.

Bringing myself to my feet, I meet her gaze, her eyes filled with need and desire, a line of saliva coming from the corner of her gaping mouth. Removing the belt from her mouth, I let her adjust her jaw and catch a steady breath before I replace it with her shredded panties.

I wrap my hand around her slender throat, my snake a dark contrast to her pale delicate skin, her eyes shooting to mine with a tint of fear as I bring her into me.

I lick the lone tear rolling down her cheek, before I twist her around, bending her over the end of her bed, once again placing the belt in her view, before I place it around her neck.

She muffles something into her panties, but it doesn’t stop me from carrying on.

“Remember, Ace.

Stomp twice with your right foot”, her body relaxes into the soft mattress.

Reagan

My body is on fire, the need this man is bringing out in me has every inch of me tingling with anticipation for what’s to come, yet my brain is on high alert and begging me to tap out, fear of this being the biggest mistake I will ever make.

Bigger than the mistakes I’ve made before.

I can’t see him laid in this position, he’s standing directly behind me as I’m bent over the bed, my legs spread slightly apart, showcasing my needy wet cunt like an exhibition for only him.

My senses are on overdrive from the anticipation and nervousness, I can hear him shifting slightly.

I try to turn my head, just to see him, but it doesn’t work, it just sparks pain in my neck from the angle.

All I can taste is my arousal, as my panties dampen more in my mouth.

I jolt further into the bed, as his hands make contact with my thighs, bringing me out my head and back to the situation.

My body is lighting up like a Christmas tree.

I want to see him, I want to explore his body with my own hands.

I moan around the thong in my mouth, as his hands creep closer to my entrance.

I feel his warm breath brushing over my sensitive area and all my walls crumble, as he wraps his mouth around my clit.

My body releases noises I didn’t know I could make, the sensation is overpowering. His tongue is performing an erotic dance, bringing me closer to the edge. I’m a frantic mess of moans, goosebumps and sensual electricity.

He grabs the end of his belt, pulling slightly to apply pressure on my airway and panic tries to seep through.

I go to stomp my foot when I suddenly feel the loss of his mouth on me, shifting to see why he stopped.

I try to speak, my voice coming out all muffled, being twisted into a rumble of satisfying moans, as he slides his tongue into my entrance.

The restriction on my airway heightening every sensation coursing through my body.

He lets out this animalistic growl, as he begins to devour me all over again, the vibration travelling through my nerves.

I can feel the tightening in my core as my orgasm nears, my vision darkens as he slides a finger in to dance alongside his tongue.

Everything comes crashing down around me, my walls clasp so tightly around his finger as my release takes a hold of my body, stars flashing in the darkness, my body shuddering as my orgasm takes complete control.

Muffled screams escape through the fabric in my mouth.

But he doesn’t stop, his tongue moving back to my clit, as he slides another finger inside me.

I wince, the orgasm leaving me sensitive and tender.

He’s slower this time, giving me time to adjust and recover.

I mumble, trying to ask for a moment for recovery.

I’m not sure if he understands me in that moment, as my body shivers from the lack of his contact, while only briefly.

His body is over me, only letting some of his weight relax on me, I can feel his erection pressed in between my ass checks.

I want him to bare it, I need to feel him inside me, deep and pushing me back over the edge, so I lift onto my toes, trying to rub against him.

His lips stroke along my ear.

“All in due time, my queen.

I want to savor every inch of you.”

His voice is tainted with desire.

He removes the panties from my mouth and I take in a deep breath, enjoying the lack of friction on my tongue.

“Tell me Reagan, what do you want?”

his voice sending shivers down my spine, as I hang on to each word.

I don’t know how to answer, I can’t seem to form a sentence.

It doesn’t help that he is now thrusting his erection against me, his jeans causing friction against my ass.

“I asked you a question, Ace.”

His tone is more demanding, he’s growing impatient.

I try to tap into whatever part I’m supposed to be playing here.

Am I supposed to tell him what I actually want or do I play coy here? “I want you!”

It came out of me in a whisper, hesitation took over and it’s the only thing I can muster up to say.

“Oh, Ace, you have me! But now, what do I do with you? What do you want me to do to you?”

Before I can respond to him, my thong is shoved back into my mouth.

Well, I guess that conversation is done.

I want to give him everything, all of me, the good, the bad and the damn right fucking ugly.

I need to consume her, I need to feel her collapse around me, make those sweet, muffled sounds over and over again.

Leaning into her ear, I grind my jean barriered cock against her ass, giving us both the friction we desperately crave.

“Oh, Ace, you may want me, but that’s not good enough.

I’m going to consume you.

I’m going to break you down into tiny pieces and then put all those pieces back together, me being the glue.

I’m going to become everything you will ever need, everything you will ever want.”

I feel her body tense beneath me, muffled sighs escaping her cotton filled mouth.

Slowly dragging myself down her back, leaving gentle kisses in my wake.

Bringing myself to stand, I plant a firm smack across her perfectly plum ass and she makes the most beautiful yelp.

I swiftly drop my clothing to the floor, my cock standing to full attention.

For a moment I’m fixated on the bead of precum seeping from my head, her body the exquisite backdrop.

I could get used to this sight.

I grab the end of my belt, pulling her up slightly from the bed by her neck.

Her sharp inhale of breath makes my cock twitch, tapping her ass cheek just slightly.

The slit between her legs glistening, begging me to fill it.

I slowly begin to stroke the head of my cock across her slit, spreading her arousal.

I test her, stroking the head of my cock on her back hole, trying to see how desperate she is to be filled.

Her legs shuffle in an attempt to close her legs and cut me off, a chuckle rumbles from my chest as she starts mumbling.

Bringing myself back down to her entrance, I ease off the restraint on her neck.

I’m going to want to hear every moan she can offer me, as I thrust myself into her, deep and to the hilt.

I’m not gentle about it, I couldn’t hold myself back any longer.

Her body jolts forward from the force of my thrust, cries of pleasure and pain fill the room and I’m in fucking heaven.

Her walls are so tight around my thick, throbbing cock, it’s like she is strangling me.

I still for a moment, trying to gather myself.

If I go too fast too soon, this won’t last long.

She begins to move her hips slightly, desperately trying to fuck my cock.

Leaning back over her, I feel myself going deeper, surprised I can get further into her.

Her eyes are filled with unshed tears, cotton peeking from between her full lips.

She is a goddamn work of art.

Pinching the fabric between her lips, slowly freeing it from her mouth, her gasps for air mix with delicate moans, as she continues to adjust to me deep inside her.

I nip at her ear with my teeth, gently thrusting against her ass.

Her moans sound so much more fucking delicious then when they were muffled.

I deepen my voice, hitting a lower note to the point there’s a slight growl as I speak to her.

“I want to hear you beg, Reagan.

I want to hear how much your body and mind need the pleasure only I can give you.”

I pull my hips back only to slam them back into her, her scream echoing through her body, the vibration rippling through my cock.

I pull back again, waiting for her to respond.

“I don’t know what you want me to say”

her voice is innocent, as the nerves and pleasure consume her.

Again, I slam back into her, the room filling with the sound of her screams and skin slapping skin.

“Tell me, Reagan!”

I slam into her again.

“That you’re mine!”

Slam

“That no other man will ever touch you this way!”

Slam

“Your body, mind and soul belong to me, in this lifetime and the next.”

Slam

She is an endless mess of cries and glorious moans, her body shaking as it sits on the edge of falling into the abyss of pleasure below her.

“I’m yours, .

All yours.

Please, please!”

her begging is a symphony, my name is this melodic chorus.

“Scream for me, Reagan, shatter around me and let me collect the pieces of you for myself.”

I thrust in and out of her in rhythm to her body, our orgasms building together.

Darkness begins to blur my vision as every inch of my body shakes with pleasure filled tension.

“Cum for me Ace, claim me as yours.”

I don’t even finish my sentence when her orgasm ripples through us, I pull once more on the belt, her screams becoming silent moans.

My balls tighten, my own body now exploding, as I fall over the edge into my own world of euphoria, my cock burying my load deep inside her.