Broken Halo (10 page)

      
“If
you let me go I will kiss you,” her tone sounded feeble and pleading.

      
He
snorted. “I decide your fate, slave, not you. I will never let you go and I can
promise you I will kiss you a great deal. I don't need your permission for
that. You should know by now the tremendous power I have over you, or do you
need me to rape the knowledge into you?”

      
She
shivered and yanked his loosened grip off of her. “Do as you please with me,
but you will never have my complete surrender. Even as I follow your degrading
commands, in my heart I will curse you and go on despising you until the day I
die.”

      
She
dared to storm toward the door until he grabbed her and slammed her into the
wall. The provocative sound of her breathy gasp made his loins burn and had his
body teeming with heat and electricity. “You do not turn your back on me, or
leave the room unless I tell you to. Is that understood?”

      
“Or
what?” She yelped and squirmed in pain when he twisted her nipple, “Ow, stop!”

      
“I
shall stop when it pleases me. And right now it pleases me to bring you pain
for your backtalk.”

      
“I'm
sorry.”

      
Nimbus
knew that wasn't easy for her to say to him, but he was reaping too much
enjoyment from hurting her in order to let up any time soon. “I did not give
you permission to apologize to me. You must beg me for it.”

      
“You
unthinkable brute, let me go!”

      
He
tweaked her nipple tighter and gave it an unpleasant squeeze. She mewed in pain
and the way her face distorted with obvious suffering spiked his lust to an
unprecedented high.

      
“Oh
god, Nimbus, this really hurts, please let me apologize.”

      
His
breathing became uneven and he felt pre-cum oozing from the slit in the head of
his penis. He needed to get inside of her soon, or he just might spurt all over
himself. He sighed. “Oh, I suppose you may, but you must thank me for the honor
of seeking my pardon.”

      
Her
gorgeous brown eyes narrowed as she tried to keep her tone from revealing her
irritation with him. “Thank you for allowing me to apologize to you.”

      
He
nodded. “I will hear your confession.”

      
She
took a deep, uneven breath before speaking. “I'm very sorry.”

      
He
cupped her breasts, weighing their smooth fullness and reveling in the fact
that they were completely his now and he could do whatever he wished to them
and with them. “For what?”

      
She
breathed heavier now and her voluptuous chest heaved with arousal and
nervousness. “For sassing you.”

      
“I
forgive you, but you must prove your remorse to me. Tell me to rape you.”

      
Her
pupils dilated in fear and lust. She gulped and licked her lips as she searched
for an ample reply to this. “If I ask you to, it is no longer rape.”

      
He
smiled. “It becomes seduction then, doesn't it? And God would never forgive you
for willingly giving your body to a damned being, would he?”

      
“I
don't know.” The anguish on her face said she feared this to be the case.

      
He
massaged her breasts, delighting in the way she stifled her gasp even as she
pushed her tits deeper into his groping palms ever so slightly. “I will rape
you, Sonya, but not in the way you think. Force becomes unnecessary when I can
see how badly you want to have sex with me.”

      
She
whimpered helplessly as he sucked her neck and bathed the hollow of her throat
with his tongue.

      
“But
your heart is a more stubborn enemy, isn't it? It wants to shut me out even as
it aches for my devotion. I demand your allegiance, Sonya, and I will have it,
even if I have to break you in order to attain it. I will rape your heart into
a state of absolute surrender until it beats only to serve and please me.”

      
“Oh,
god no!” She tried to push him away, but he was stronger than her so it was no
contest, “You can't! I will never serve you!”

      
“Kiss
me, Sonya,” he whispered only inches from her lips, “You know you want to, just
one innocent, little kiss.”

      
“It
is forbidden.”

      
He
grabbed her arms to still her struggling. “Don't tell me what is forbidden.
There is no right or wrong between us. I shall do whatever I like with you from
now on. You have had this coming for thousands of years. Your ravishment is way
past due. Now stop fighting me, or I will make it very painful for you.”

      
Sonya
quivered in his arms as he smashed his lips against hers. His mighty tongue
coerced its way into her mouth and loved all over hers until her tongue had no
choice but to mate with his. She gasped at the electric thrill of his mouth on
hers and the rush she felt when he sucked and nibbled her lips affectionately.
There was a lover motivating the conqueror – she sensed it in his kiss, or
perhaps it was her own adoration for him which exuded into the passionate kiss.

      
Nimbus
hoisted her into his arms so her legs wrapped around his hips and his erection
nestled into her slowly dampening cleft. She cried out in unrestrained bliss at
the union of their privates touching one another. Sensations of hot and cold
tormented her helpless body when he ground into her crotch and she felt the
hard thickness of him smearing her cream all over her vulva. “Oh, Nimbus,
don't! We really should stop before this goes too far.”

      
He
snickered. The breathless sound of his humor and desire was potent and virile,
making her even crazier with need. “Girl, we have already let this get too far
and we will go a whole lot further before the night is through. I'm going to
join my body to yours and someday you will join your soul to mine and we will be
completely and irrevocably one forever.”

      
“No,
we can't.” Sonya groaned when he traced her lips with his warm, wet tongue and
plunged into her mouth again in a sweet kiss that exuded a deadly intimacy that
was sure to bring her to her knees.

      
He
carried her across the room while his mouth engaged hers and she felt the
mattress dip slightly as he laid her on her back beneath his hard, brawny body.

      
“Nimbus,
this is wrong. Please stop.” Why did she have to sound so damned aroused and
breathless? She panicked when she felt him fettering her hands to the
headboard, “What are you doing?”

      
“Forcing
you to be honest with us both,” he replied calmly, though his green eyes were
teeming with hunger.

      
“Please
don't. I will behave.”

      
“But
you won't. You like being chased and I have a feeling you will enjoy being
restrained by a stronger partner. Let's see how much you revel in being
controlled by a sexually aggressive male, shall we?”

      
“Nimbus,
no, please don't touch me!” She cried out in rapture when he buried his face in
her chest and laved her tits with his eager tongue as he groped them into a
state of acceptance.

      
“You
have amazing breasts, Sonya. The best I have ever seen. And they are all mine.”

      
“They
are not yours, you cad.” She moaned when he sucked one of her tits into his
mouth while his fingers teased the other one.

      
“Your
breasts are submitting to my mouth. See how the nipples firm for me? You desire
me, Sonya. You cannot hide it, nor can you fight the inevitable. You will be
ravished tonight and you will love every minute of it, you filthy girl.”

      
Sonya
jerked against her restraints, but they didn't give. She twisted in a weak
attempt to free herself, but was only pushing further into his tempting mouth.
Her moaning and panting became even more fervent as he kissed a licentious
trail down the front of her body, ending at her mons.

      
“Please.
Please,” she implored, hoping the desperation in her voice and eyes would sway
him to be merciful, though she doubted the likelihood of that.

      
His
grin was wicked and carnal awakening a she-devil in her she hadn't realized
existed or ever cared to admit to. “As you wish, little flower.”

      
He
parted her labia and dragged his tongue through her sex lips. Her body bowed at
the erogenous stimulation on her most private flesh. “No, I meant please
don't.”

      
She
shrieked with electric pleasure as he licked her clit and a wealth of sensation
crackled beneath his skill. She moaned loudly as he suckled the bud of nerves
into his wanton mouth in his quest to awaken her sexually. He was doing a
fantastic job of it. His wayward groan buzzed on her clitoris sending a
plethora of heat and sensation to the area that made her dizzy with pleasure
and hot with need for him.

      
“Do
you feel how wet you are, Sonya? How shaken your body is from my touches and
kisses? Answer me damn it.”

      
She
yelped from the onslaught of discomfort when he pinched her clitoris. “Yes, but
you are licking me. Do you honestly expect my vagina to be dry when you are
coating it with your saliva?”

      
He
smirked at this. “We both know you were soaked before I ever even put my mouth
on you. Never lie to me again.”

      
She
cried out at the sudden sting when he slapped her mound as penalty for her
dishonesty. Nimbus swiped his tongue across her entry and perineum, lifting her
pelvis so he could lick her backdoor. She flailed in panic. He was licking her
butt-hole. She didn't want to offend him and having his mouth learn her most
intimate area felt violating and far too trusting an act to be engaging in with
anyone, let alone her destroyer. “Stop! That is my butt you are licking.”

      
He
flashed her a saucy grin. “I thought that's what that was. Thank you for
clarifying that for me.”

      
Sonya
glared at him, losing her breath when he split her butt-cheeks and dipped his
tongue into her anus. He rimmed her inside in between thrusting in and out of
her with his tongue as though it were a penis. She hoped he never penetrated
her back there, but had a feeling he would if the thought had occurred to him
to lick her back there.

      
A
deep grunt rumbled in his chest as he ravaged her ass with his tongue, seeming
to enjoy himself as much as she secretly was. How could something so taboo feel
so wonderful? She wanted him even as she hated him.

      
The
slick instrument of sin made its way back up to her sex, twirling lewdly
through it before lashing violently at her swollen, throbbing clit. The
stimulation felt intoxicating. Sonya panted with the need to finish. Her throat
felt as dry as cotton even as her mouth watered for his again. She needed to
touch him every bit as much as she wanted to hit him for seducing her.

      
Her
lips parted in shock when she felt her climax building inside of her. The
bastard did it. She would come for him – for a demon. She fought against her
body's natural response to his tonguing, but it was a battle that was lost
before it was ever even fought. Her enemy was stronger than her and knew her
all too well to be beaten.

      
Demornae
had given her her first orgasm and it had been unbelievable. Somehow Nimbus
giving her cunnilingus and throwing her body into an enforced orgasm felt a
hundred times better. Sonya didn't suppose it was because he was necessarily
more experienced than Demornae, but even so, she had a sneaking suspicion it
had to do with the identity of the one loving on her quim at the moment. That
wasn't a truth she cared to admit to, but the overwhelming way her body
responded to him and the sheer magnitude of her climax made her wonder deep
down if anyone's touch could ever feel this good to her.

      
Her
body tingled and pulsed with awareness in the all-consuming fires of release
that rippled through her in recurrent waves of pleasure as she bucked and
pushed further into his enticing mouth. When it passed she collapsed against
the mattress, surprised by how soaked the blankets were beneath her body. How
depraved was she that her body opened up the floodgates of surrender for him
when being caressed by his tantalizing tongue?

      
Nimbus
lapped up her juices hungrily until he had licked her clean. His fingers
trailed up and down her body, making her shiver with the aftershocks of the
savage earthquake that just tore through her unprepared body. “How was it?”