Chapter 24 His Passion
\[Atticus’ POV\]
I stare down at Tabitha as the pain on her face slowly begins to fade, and when a slow smile begins to form on her lips, I know that she isn’t going to stop me from doing what I want. Instead, she wraps her legs around me, trapping me in place.
“Do your worst,” she says seductively while moving her hips, so my dick moves in her. “I’m not afraid.”
“You should be,” I counter, grabbing her hip and squeezing so she stops. “I’m not a gentle person. I don’t make love; I fuck, and I don’t stop until my partner is unable to move.”
And that was only when I was playing with them. I didn’t know what I would do, given the fucking draw I felt toward her. Maybe I wouldn’t be able to stop. If that were the case, then I would most certainly hurt her, so some ground rules needed to be put in place.
“If it becomes too much, you must tap the bed,” I warn.
“I’ll be fine,” she counters, tempting me even more. “I’m not as weak as you think.”
“You must tap the bed,” I repeat.
She was being a disobedient brat, but I liked it, and I could become addicted to her strong yet submissive personality.
“What do you say?” I hiss when she doesn’t respond.
“I’ll tap the bed,” she sighs.
Nodding in satisfaction, I begin to move, letting my guards begin to come undone. With each passing minute, I can feel it building—the dark side of me that craved this, that needed this to keep its strength, and I didn’t fight to keep it at bay. Instead, I embrace it, allowing it to join us so that we begin to move at inhuman speed, fucking Tabitha hard and fast.
“Oh fuck,” she gasps, attempting to move.
“Don’t move,” I hiss, reaching out and grabbing her wrists with one hand while the other grabs her breast. “Who said you could do that?”
“I’m sorry,” she pants, not arguing. “Please punish me for stepping out of line.”
Fuck, she was really getting into this, but if that was what she wanted, who the fuck was I to stop her?
Letting out a chuckle, the darkness makes us pull out long enough to flip her onto her stomach, and once she is in place, we slam back into her.
“Yes!” She gasps, arching her back more, giving me better access. “That’s it!”
Continuing to hold her wrists in place, I lean forward and wrap a hand around her throat, then squeeze just enough to cause discomfort but not stop her from breathing.
“How does it feel?” I growl, pushing into her with all my might. “How does it feel to be fucked by a member of the fae?”
I knew that our pre-cum and cum caused our partners to get lost in a high that intensified everything, but I wanted to hear how fucking good I was making her feel. I needed it.
“So good,” she rasps. “It feels so good.”
“Better than that bastard Anthony?” I push.
“So much better!” She confirms, mewling in ecstasy. “So, so much better, so much so, I’m about to..."
She doesn’t finish her sentence as her body tenses and begins to shake with a powerful orgasm that causes her to gush all over the bed beneath us.
Smirking, I take in the mess while continuing to fuck her, and then I stop and release her wrists so that I can grab her hair.
“You’re turn, baby girl,” I husk, giving her hair a tug so that her head tips back and her back arches more. “Take the lead. Show me how hard and fast you want it.”
Nodding, Tabitha begins to shake her hips so that her ass begins to bounce against me, swallowing and spitting out my dick again and again while I watch.
While enjoying the show, I hold out my free hand and begin to form a butt plug out of ice, and once it is formed, I press the tip against her waiting asshole, earning myself a yelp of both shock and pleasure.
“Has anyone ever used this hole?” I ask, gently pushing the tip of the plug in and then pulling it out. “Or will I be the first?”
“No one,” she whimpers, eager to let me do whatever I want. “No one has ever used that hole.”
“Mmmmm. That’s what I like to hear.”
Taking the lead again, I begin to slowly insert the plug while fucking her. Once it is in place, I take in how fucking good it looks, but I know that it would look even better with my dick in it, but I needed time to stretch her so that I didn’t hurt her in the process.
“Atticus!” She pants, beginning to tense around me again. “I’m going to..."
“Cum for me, Tabitha,” I order, rapping her ass and then squeezing it.
Screaming, she throws her head back and lets out a delicious scream that is enough to make me crash over the edge along with her.
Pulling out, I watch as my cum begins to drip down between her thighs. Fuck, it looked good, but it would look even better with more of it.
Flipping her over again, I hook her legs around my arms and lean forward, spreading them wide so I can push myself deeper and deeper until I was sure I could break her, but despite that, I continue.
Again and again, I fuck her in every fucking position I want, and only when she obediently taps on the bed do I finally stop, even though everything in me screams to continue going, but I don’t want to hurt her, not too badly anyway.
Afterwards, I carry her to the bathroom and drop her into the tub so that I can wash her, and then tuck her into bed before climbing in with her.
The next day, when I wake up, the spot beside me is empty and already cold. Chuckling, I sit up and pull my blanket aside so that I can take in the mess that covers my sheets, confirming that Tabitha was actually here with me and it wasn’t a dream.
Getting up, I inhale deeply, taking in her scent that still fills the space around me. It is a mixture of her sex and her pheromones, and it makes me wish that she was still here so that I could have her again. However, I wouldn’t have time even if she did.
Sighing, I head to the closet and pull out a change of clothes before heading out and making my way to the precinct.
When I arrive, Tabitha is there, and when she sees me, her face flushes a ferocious pink. Unable to stop the smile that spreads, I head forward until I'm standing directly in front of her.
Leaning down so that my mouth was against her ear, I enjoy how her body reacts to me after having her, and once again, I found myself wishing I could fuck her right here and now.
“Why did you leave before me?” I husk, causing a shiver to rush through her. “Do you know how lonely it was to wake up without you?”
Eyes widening, she attempts to move backwards, but I wrap a hand around her waist and hold her in place.
“Are you really attempting to run away from me after everything we did?” I continue, ignoring the looks that we are beginning to draw. “Did you leave my present in?”
Gasping, she snaps her gaze to mine, and from the embarrassment that appears there, I know that she did, but whether or not it was intentional isn’t certain.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
Sighing, I tear my gaze from Tabitha and watch as Anthony storms toward us, ruining the mood entirely.
“What does it look like?” I ask. “I think it is pretty self-explanatory.”
“Don’t you know that this is a workplace?” He continues, narrowing his gaze. “PDA needs to be left at the door; otherwise..."
“What?” I challenge. “You’re going to kick my ass? Does it drive you crazy that she is moving on from you? You’re the one who left her alone with me, and things progressed because of you.”
Opening his mouth, Anthony prepares to argue, but before he can, the chief rushes in and beelines for us.
“There’s been another murder,” he announces, ending the show. “Get your asses moving!”