Becoming His Slave (88 page)

She could hear him; he was pacing in front of her like a wild animal just waiting for the baited prey to be unchained before it pounced. She heard the faint rustle of his clothing, heard them hit the floor as he continued to pace.
Did she really tell him?
That he would be standing in front of her just like the animal she wanted him to be. The wild beast that would claim her like a mate would be claimed.

Her whole body shook uncontrollably now. Panic rising up, she didn’t know how to say it even if she wanted to.

She took a step back.

“Don’t you dare move. Stay right where I put you.” His voice grew fierce and heated. It only furthered the sense that he was ready to pounce any second. That her very movement would trigger the animal’s instinct to hunt and ensnare. “When I ask you a question I expect you to answer me.” His tone settling some, giving her instruction rather than demanding, but none the less domineering in his quest to have her speak her fantasy to him.

“To be mated, like wild animals.” Her voice quivered as she said it, but she managed to say it, probably not nearly as eloquently or as enticing as the first time she had, but at least it was said.

“You understand with a mating there is no preliminaries.” She heard him circle around behind her as he spoke. “No warming up. I’ve courted you long enough. Now there is only the taking.”

Her sense following him.

“And that—” he was suddenly right there behind her, his stomach and hips pressing against her back, she felt him looming over her, felt his lips against her cheek. “Is exactly what I am about to do.”

Trenton stood behind her keeping her body pressed close to his, his arms circled around to her front. She heard something—a sound, something sliding, but she couldn’t place it. But it was barely the time of a breath when she felt what had made the sound. Cool steal pressed flat against her cheek, opposite his lips. He slid the edge along her jawline and dropped it down to tease the sensitive skin of her neck as if he intended to cut her with the wide blade of the knife. The knife she heard being pulled from its sheath.

Katianna’s breath hitched in the back of her throat as her mind zeroed in on the blade tip, following its journey as it trailed across the front of her throat, down over her breast bone to tease her skin around the edge of her baby doll dress. She could hear his own breath, even feel it, hot and excited. A quick tug against her shoulder and she knew he had spliced the first shoulder strap of her dress.

The blade glided across her skin, rolling to give both the caress of the cool flat metal and the teasing sharp edge, tucked under the next shoulder strap and with a flick of his wrist her dress dropped, crumpling over her hips.

Trenton caught the torn garment and pushed it the rest of the way down, letting it fall around her feet. His hand slid up between her thighs and palmed forcefully against her mound through the soaked lace, while the blade of the knife rendered her bra useless, cutting it right between her breasts.

He rasped in her ear with a hot breath and bit her lobe, his naked cock sliding into her fingers and he rocked against her. She was so overwhelmed she could hardly bring her head together to tell her hands what to do, but by some unordered reflex she wrapped around his cock feeling the hot velvety skin stretched over the solid rod of iron.

“Yes that’s it. Touch it. It’s going to be inside you very soon.” And the knife dropped dragging the tip down her stomach in a threatening tickle till it reached her panties, but he didn’t cut rather she felt the hilt pressed against her clit and circled over it through the fabric. “I told you once before I was going to drive so deep inside you, you’d never forget I was there. Do you remember, Katianna?”

She nodded, her cheek rubbing against his lips as they hovered against her skin, warmed her with his breath. She was shivering, unable to settle it, she did remember and as much as she wanted him she was afraid of him. Afraid of the overwhelming heat he was about to set her body into, afraid of being given her dark fantasy, turned about to face it directly, afraid of the annihilating sensations of his sexual prowess.

“Spread your legs for me.” He husked, still teasing her with the hilt of the knife against her clit.

Katianna’s head was spinning, and rather do as instructed she bolted she didn’t understand why only that she did, but no sooner she took two steps—the Lion leaped for her. Muscle corded arms snatching her up, their bodies spinning as he lifted her off her feet and her knees found a bed under them. She was certain she let out a yelp, but at what discernable point she could not say everything happened so fast being snatched up spun about and thrown to a bed. She felt his fists at the front of her abdomen fisting into the lace panties and in one swift pull he shredded them from her body. A firm hand took a hold of her by the neck and pressed her down, felt his body follow her over, his chest pressed against her back felt the pounding heart of a somatic beast knocking against her skin. Felt his tongue lick across her shoulder blade and the instant she felt his teeth biting in to her shoulder, she felt his cock sink into her wet pussy. In one long thrust he dove inside her tight walls, penetrating her through and through till every stretching inch of his hard cock was deep inside just as he said he would be.

Thoughts and fears scattered as he penetrated deep inside her, Katianna let out a desperate moan that every nerve in her pudendum was exploding in a raging fire inside her.

Trenton rocked back, slow and easy stopping before he was completely free then slide back in—in one smooth steady stroke he sank deep inside her. His teeth released her and she felt him straighten his hand held fast to one shoulder the other steadying her hips and he stroked deep inside once again, growling with the deep penetration of their bodies. “Ahhh, fuck Katianna. God it feels so good to be inside you finaly.” He praised his claim on her in a near growl. Trenton lowered over her again and began sliding his cock inside her, one torturous inch at a time, a slight gasp escaped as he pushed his way in, slowly awakening more tingling sensations deep inside her pudendum, setting off tiny explosions that sought out her spine, shattering her. Trenton shoved the last few inches into her mercilessly, reaching deeper then she knew was possible. Felt the pinch in her deepest nethers as he bottomed out inside her.

“So perfect.” He panted behind her.

The gasping moan escaped her as his hips began rocking in and out, picking up a steady speed. With each stroke, the full length of his cock thrusting into the tight walls of her pussy, hugging every bit of his hard steel.

Her whole body ecstatic with pleasure as his deep strokes built up into deep pounding thrusts. Each one set into the nuance of his heated breaths grunting between gasps of ecstasy. Katianna couldn’t silence her own pleasure, her panting a high pitched moan compared to his deep dominate male tones. She chewed at her lip, already her body screaming for orgasm. She was reeling in the sensation wishing she could hang on to something, her wrists still bound behind her and she clasped at her own fingers. 

Katianna felt her body sizzling and melting at the same, that she had spent so many years writing these ecstatic sensation only to now feel them for the first time in her life, no longer a fantasy—no longer just words on a computer screen or on paper, but feeling them. Possessed by them, sent flying with too much carnal lust seizing her body, every nerve was taken by the rocking sensation of Trenton’s cock slamming deep inside her womb. Setting flames to every throbbing nerve ending with a force meant to devastate her.

She tried to hang on, her hips rocking back to meet his, as much as his grip on her allowed, but she could do little else. Her hands still bound she could not hang on, no anchor to keep her steady, her body’s lurid nuances ferociously sent where he wanted her. She knew this, knew that becoming his she would feel all of what he wanted her to feel unable to deny or resist any part of it.

Trenton’s hips rocked and swiveled from one side to the other setting off a throng of sensitized nerves inside her, like a chain reaction of detonations. Touching one, ignited another. Her entire body exploding uncontrollably, unable to stop the devastation.

“Oh god Trenton!” She cried out, but as she convulsed he was unrelenting, forcing her to ride out the orgasm that was stretched out beyond mental comprehension. He tossed his head back with a groan she felt all the way to the deepest of her nether and down to her toes.

“Damn Kat you fell so good, so perfect.” His teeth gritted letting his head rock back letting the rich lust soak his mind a moment before resuming the driving claim into her body. “I’ve waited so long.” His hips undulating in a rocking sway finding every part of her. Her pussy clamping around his cock with the last of her orgasm. “I’m not coming out for a long time.” He growled, releasing the clip on her restraint and finally Katianna found her arms free or to some degree as Trenton placed them at her shoulder then instructed her to push up. His lips caressing and kissing her back and shoulder as she fought to find the strength to do as he said.

Trenton swiped the tussle of long brown waves from her face pulling her head in a side profile to see her expressions on her lips as he continued to slide deep inside her. He rocked her forward to take several knee steps forward on the bed, bringing his own up on the edge then lowered her hips back against him, changing every part of his penetration inside her, discovering a whole new galaxy of sensations to be enkindled and awakened.

“Trenton—please.” She whimpered. He only smiled, but there was no mercy, no half of him tonight or any other night as long as she was in his bed and that would be forever.
Forever.
The word in itself was euphoria for him. His Life Slave.

He eased her hips up some holding her firmly in the grip of both hands so she could do no more then what he wanted of her. Positioning the cleft of her wet cunt till only the head of his cock penetrated her entrance. Using the jewelry from his cock-piercings to roll over her engorged clit. Kat jolted at the touch that exploded with a fierce electrical current and she let out a high pitch squeal. The very sound even to her own ears was one of a mouse and she heard him laugh, enjoying the sound. She bit at her lip with every attempt to prevent that sound from her again.

Trenton saw her chew at her lips and reached down pulling her lip from her teeth, then caressed it softly. “You’re trying to hold out on me. That moan belongs to me just as your body does.”

And before she could give any thought to what he claimed he thrust deep inside her in one forceful intruding movement, rocking his groin against her as it slapped against her ass. Only to withdraw and repeat the spearing dive for good measure. Thrusting deep into her conduit, hitting her chrysalis over and over, again and again and again. Driving her, building her back on that wave of pink exuberate warmth that shook her off her axis, sent her tumbling in the crest of utter euphoria and bliss.

Katianna gasped and panted, each one a near echo of his name. Her fingers fisting into the sheets as he drove into her with every inch stretching and filling every bit of space in her theca and her soul.

She was his. There would be no doubt of it when he released her from his lustful claim. She would not have the strength to crawl away nor would she want to. Her body was burning with a crimson fire that branded her with his name. Dominus. Dominus.
Yes Dominus I’m yours.
And every stroke demanded more from her still. Deepening his unrelenting claim for her orgasm, pounding her to that near edge, building the energy that would tip her over where once released, her only hope for sanity afterwards would be when she was caught in his arms.

Tears soaked the cloth over her eyes as she wept and whimpered, her body throbbing with painfully ethereal need everywhere. She couldn’t keep up with all that she felt; it was annihilating her.
Madness.
That’s what it felt like pure unsuffering madness, the sweet delirium he wanted to wrap her up in.

“Come for me Katianna.” His deep husky voice commanded her.

 As if her body had only needed that last stroke, his final command to surrender it, her body irrupted. Bolts of lightening streaked through her very veins locking and singing her blood and every nerve ending. Her body boiled and shuttered violently, with only Trenton holding her, keeping her with him. “Trenton!” She screamed his name again, as her entire body clenched with unrivaled pleasure.

Trenton bent over her, soaking up every twitch—every quiver of her body through his. It was all his just as she was meant to be. Exquisite beauty. His heart swelled that she was his, that the rapture that devoured her was because she was his—perfectly mated to him now. “Yes! That’s it—so beautiful.” He whispered.

He sat back on his heels, pulling her up with him letting her rest back against his chest and pulled her mouth around to kiss her while the other arm supported her weakening body. Locked into his kiss he released her jaw and moved down to the ultra sensitive clit, he would not afford her one moment of respite from his appetite for her. He would shatter her will with the onslaught of savage lust, overpowering her senses with a greedy torrent. Shred every layer that had kept her from him for so long.

At his first touch, she shuddered with a violent jerk, her knee moving up and she tried desperately to pull away from his touch only to lean deeper into him, pressing against the erection that never ceased for her.

She felt his cock pressed against her ass cradled between the firm muscles of her cheeks. He was still erect still hard. She couldn’t fathom how he could last this long with the extent of his driven force inside her and never lose his hardened lust. His salacious appetite was going to destroy her.

He palmed her mound with no restraint, not allowing her escape, eliciting more of her control away from her. She struggled to hang on, but he wasn’t about to allow that. He wanted her mindless till there was nothing left except what he gave her. Her shudders turning to whimpers in his kiss. Her strength to withstand him was disbanded, when she fell completely into his arm, depending on him entirely to hold her to him. He loved the sensation when her body finally let go, her will and strength surrendered, controlled by him now. She was completely his now and the euphoric high that grew in him was like nothing he’d ever known. Nothing he’d ever experienced and far beyond what he had anticipated it would be. He had his slave. She was truly his, every sensation of her body mastered by him. She would feel what he wanted her to feel and she would never be released from it.