Chapter 6

Kildare, Ireland - Wednesday.

Edmund.

By the time we make it back to the keep, it is well past midnight. I park my car in the driveway and make my way around to the passenger side. When I open the door and help Rae out, she stands in front of me, eyes wide. The realization comes over both of us how real this is now. Now that we are out of the solitude of the car, out of the frenzy of the club and back home in our own space.

I refuse to let reality scare her away from me. I pick her up, toss her over my shoulder and carry her into the keep. My hand on her ass the entire way. When we make it to my apartment in the basement and I close and lock the door behind us, I put her down on her feet. The look of fear in her eyes, before she looks down, shocks me and I suck in a sharp breath.

“Rae? Look at me.” I wait. “It’s still me,” I say when she does. “You agreed to this night. It has been me all along, at the club, in the car, here, now. I’ve always been Edmund. You’re not running from this now because we are back home and you’re having regrets.”

“No,” she says and shakes her head, the word barely audible. “I want this…” She hesitates before she goes on, “I want you. Edmund, sir. Whoever you need to be. I want to do this. With you, only you.”

I nod, happy to hear her confession. “Good, let’s go.” I hold my hand out to her and she places her hand in my waiting palm. When I lead her to my bedroom my heart is racing, I know this is the moment the night has been leading up to, but at the same time I feel so sick with the butterflies in my stomach that I nearly gag. I’m going to be with Rae. I’m going to claim her as my mate, I tell myself over and over again, but act as if it is no big deal. I know the tough questions will come, but I’m still not ready for them.

* * *

The ride back to his place was a long one, when I could see her shift in the car and her head disappears from the view of my headlights, I knew exactly what she was doing. So many times, he would have me do the same. Grinding my teeth together as I watched, the anger grew inside me and it took everything I had not to run them off the side of the road. When they stopped, I had to continue on, or risk being discovered. Circling back around I watched from a distance in the dark as he tossed the whore over his shoulder and carried her inside.

Contemplating confronting them here and now in the driveway I decide against it and turn around, heading home in the night. I need a plan, need to do this the right way. Then he will remember how much he wants to be with me and that he loves me.

* * *

Rae.

When Edmund leads me into his bedroom, I’m shaking, the reality of being here in our home together is crashing over me and I’m nearly knocked off my feet by it. I take slow steady breaths, in through my nose and exhale through my mouth, trying to slow my heartbeat.

I don’t know why this is having such a huge effect on me, I just gave the man head in the car. He has spanked me more than once tonight, had his hands all over me, but now I’m nervous about being in bed with him.

Turning on the light he turns toward me, I nod. Letting him know I am still here, still in the moment. There is no going back now. When he reaches down and takes the hem of my shirt in his hands, I reach my arms above my head and let him slip it off of me.

He sucks in his breath. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are, Rae?” he says, dropping his head to my neck and kissing me, moving down over the top of my breasts, he peppers me with kisses as his hand reaches behind me and unhooks my bra, slipping it off over my shoulders and tossing it, forgotten, to the floor.

I watch as he takes his shirt off, when he steps toward me and our skin meets the electricity buzzes between us again. I’m so wet it is soaking through my pants for the third time tonight and I keep pushing the thought down in the back of my mind that I know what this feeling is, know what the magic means. It can’t be. It can’t be him. We’re just having fun. I try to convince myself.

Feeling his hands run up my back and into my hair he jerks hard, pulling my head back so I’m looking up into his eyes, they’re dark pools of desire. Black and amber, gleaming in the light of the room. I smile at him and let my fangs slip from my gums, if we are going to play rough and let go of who we are then I want him to see me for who I am. All of me, the light and the dark. I’m not some soft girl he picked up in the club, he needs to remember who and what I am.

“Rae,” he shakes his head at me and I smile around my fangs, loving every minute of it. When I bite my lower lip and lower my lids, sending him a sultry look he growls and crashes forward into me, his hand still in my hair, the other pinning me to his body as his mouth closes over mine. Our fangs collide and we both laugh.

Tongues swirl together. Sliding my hands down over his toned body I find the button of his jeans and undo it, unzipping them and reaching my hand inside, looking for my prize. He is rock hard and ready again, even after he finished in the car.

“Mmm…” I moan out my pleasure at finding him this way, happy to know I’m having such an effect on him.

“That’s right, kitten. Ready to fuck you the way you deserve,” he tells me, dropping his hands from me and moving to unzip my pants. When he does, he slides his hands under the waistband and pulls them down over my hips. I bend and pull them off the rest of the way, when I stand I watch him do the same and we stand in front of each other, completely naked. His eyes gleam amber, and mine silver. We are one-hundred-percent ourselves in this moment.

Edmund lunges toward me, catching me off guard, he grabs me around the waist and for the second time tonight I am tossed over his shoulder. Turning, he bites my hip hard and I yelp then moan out my pleasure when he smacks my ass.

Tossing me backward on the bed he grabs my ankle and pulls me to him as he sits on the end of it. Roughly, I’m rolled onto my stomach and pulled across his lap. No man has used this roughness with me before, shown so much strength to manhandle me, and it has me panting. This is what I desire. This is exactly what I need and Edmund knows it.

I’m lying across his lap, my toes barely touching the floor and my chest pinned to the bed under his arm, he brings back the other and smacks me on the ass.

“Fuck,” I growl at him.

“That’s right. You wanted it rough, wanted to be punished for being out there, being nothing but a slut, didn’t you?” He is right, I did. I hoped someone would call me on my bullshit, claim me and now he is.

“Yes, sir.”

“Who do you belong to now, Rae?” he asks as he smacks my ass again, running his hand in small circles over the skin and then smacking me a third time.

“You, sir.”

“Who?” he practically yells it at me and I know what he wants me to admit, not that he is sir, not that his is some fling, but that he is himself.

“Edmund,” I tell him. I’m panting now.

Fingernails run down over my burning skin, digging in slightly and sending a shock of sensations through me. As he continues to beat my ass I relax onto the bed, the feeling is incredible, almost like flying.

Back and forth between each ass cheek he spanks me, then runs his hand over the sensitive skin soothing away the pain before he does it again. My orgasm builds inside me and I moan out loud into the room, knowing if he doesn’t stop I am going to come.

“Play with those big tits while I smack this fat ass,” Edmund whispers into my ear and I nod. My body nearly limp from the sensation flowing through me I struggle to move my arms, finally I am able to slide them up under me and I pinch and twist my nipples as he continues to beat my ass. “I’m going to bruise you, so days from now you'll remember who you belong to, Rae. You’re going to think of me every time you look in the mirror.” His hand slides between my thighs then and I gasp.

“Sir, please.” I whine out my need to him. I hear him chuckle and I smile at the sound. Getting off on knowing he is enjoying torturing me. When he slips his fingers up and down my slit spreading my folds, I expect him to rub my clit, slip a finger into me and please me the way I need. Instead he pulls back his hand and smacks my pussy again.

“Did I tell you, you could come, slut?” He grinds out the words at me.

“No. No, sir. You didn’t. I didn’t.”

“You better not,” he warns.

My spanking continues until I am heaving and panting, I can’t handle the sensation on my breasts any longer, or I am going to come without permission. When Edmund stills, and bends kissing each side of my ass, I smile.

“Good girl. That’s what you wanted wasn’t it? When we flogged you at the club, you wanted my bare hands on your body, marking you. Claiming you?”

“Yes,” I pant, laying my face on the edge of the bed. Floating still from all of the overwhelming feelings coursing through me.

Rolling me off of him, Edmund stands and looks down at me, his erection is huge and getting a better look at him now I lick my lips. I want to taste him again.

“Ah, as long as you follow the rules maybe I’ll let you suck your come off my cock when I’m done with you.” My eyes go wide, but I have no words. I simply nod. Everything he is saying, everything he is doing speaks to me. I have craved this for so long. Craved this man, my sir to take control of me and dominate me. The last place I expected to find him was here just down the hall.

Edmund positions himself between my legs and takes hold of my thighs, pulling my ass to the edge of the bed. I arch my back up off it and attempt to rub myself against him, desperate to have him filling me.

“Soon,” he promises, winking at me as he drops his head to my breasts. “First things first. I told you that every time you look in the mirror you’re going to think of me.” I nod at his words, confusion filling my mind until he closes his mouth on the top swell of my breast and bites me, hard, fangs digging in. As I feel him break the skin I scream, I nearly explode with the shock waves of pleasure that shoot through me.

I can hear him laughing against my breast as he sucks on me, leaving another mark, love bites cover my left breast. When he lifts his head I can see blood on his lips and it drives me further forward, I grind my pussy against his cock.

“Please, sir. Fuck me, Edmund,” I beg him, I need it.

“Soon, kitten,” he purrs at me as he moves his attentions to the right breast, this time biting the underside of it. I buck against him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him to me.

“I’m going to come,” I whimper.

“No, you’re not. Not yet.” He growls against my breast and the feeling of his voice reverberates through me, tickling my nipple as it does. I gasp, every nerve ending is awake inside me, and every touch of his body against mine is torture. I have been nothing but a constant ball of need all night and I’m finally so close to my release I can’t stand it.

As Edmund stands up straight, he looks down at me, surveying his work and smiles. “Good, now even if you wanted to,” bending before he goes on he says close to my ear, “which you won’t. You can’t go out and find another man. I’ll keep you marked every day for the rest of my life if I have to, Rae as a reminder that you are mine. Wholly, completely, mine.” He growls the last words roughly in my ear just as he takes ahold of his dick and forces himself forward into me.

So wet and ready for so long he slips right into me, the deeper he goes the louder I moan. He is massive and when he finally works himself into me completely I am stretched so tight that I have to shift slightly to avoid the sting of it.

“We’ll start out slow, kitten,” he says as he slowly pulls out of me and then works his way back in. The fullness only increasing each time, I was wrong before, he wasn’t fully inside me, yet.

“Fuck, Edmund,” I growl out.

When he reaches out and places his hands over my breasts he is rough with them, pulling and pinching hard, squeezing them. He is right, I will be bruised to high hell tomorrow.

As we find our pace I rock my hips against him and feel him hitting my womb. “You feel amazing, Rae. Do you have any idea how long I’ve waited for this moment?” he asks me, but I try not to focus on the comment. Try not to overthink his words and what they mean for us.

Instead, I put all of my focus on his cock inside me and the feeling of my muscles tensing down around him. One hand still on my breasts, the other slides down my side, over my hip and to my clit.

“I want you to come all over me, Rae,” he tells me as he circles my clit with his thumb, all I can do is nod. I’ve lost all ability to speak with the amount of pleasure coursing through me.

“Now?” I finally ask, panting.

“Now,” he nods at me, finally giving me the permission I have been craving.

My toes curl under as I let go, no longer holding back, no longer tensing every muscle in my body in an attempt to not come without being told to. I relax into it and the feeling starts in my core, buzzing through me, up through my stomach and down to my toes. I’m flying again and when he smacks me across the breast and then the ass it undoes me.

“Sir,” I gasp, “I’m going to come.”

“Come, kitten.” He urges me forward, picking up the pace on my clit with his fingers.

I explode around him and I feel a rush of come hitting my thighs as I do. I can’t control it, can’t help myself, I scream. When Edmund’s hand flies to my mouth, I bite my lip, realizing what I’d done I immediately blush. I hear his laughter before I open my eyes, squeezed closed as they are, and I start to laugh with him.

“That’s my good girl.” Leaning over me, his elbow resting on the bed he brushes my hair back and out of my face. “Was it worth the wait?” I nod at him, smiling from ear to ear.

“Yes, sir,” I answer, kissing him softly on the lips. “Thank you.”

“My turn,” he says and slips from me. When he walks around to the other side of the bed, and I am looking up at him upside down, he smiles. “Open your mouth.”

I nod and do as I’m told, he slips his cock into my mouth, his hand on my throat pinning me to the bed. He is in complete control this way, I’m not sucking his cock. He is fucking my mouth. His other hand finds my clit and he rubs me as he fucks me, using his fingers at the same pace that he pistons in and out of my throat.

“Come again, kitten. Come while I come down your throat.” He pushes forward into my mouth and his balls sit on my face, he is completely buried in my mouth, I gag and cough. But he doesn’t stop. He is showing me I belong to him, showing me, just like with the bruises on my breasts and ass that my body is his, to use how he pleases.

I cry out when he falls forward over me and closes his mouth over my pussy. His tongue swirls around my clit and I explode into a second orgasm. I feel his fingers fill me as I come onto them and my walls tense down around him. Edmund picks up his pace on my mouth, fucking me harder, pinning me to the bed as he continues to eat my pussy.

“I’m going to come, Rae,” he tells me just before burying his tongue inside my center. I come around his tongue and onto the sheets as he comes down my throat.

Edmund stands and crawls into the bed next to me, lifting me, he turns us both and we rest our heads on the pillows, his hand caressing my side, down over my hip to my thigh and back up over and over again.

“You all right, kitten?” he asks, as I nuzzle into the pillow and push myself back against him.

“Mmmhmmm,” I say, still unable to find my voice, still floating out in the afterglow of my orgasms.

“Rae?” He says my name and I turn to look at him, the serious tone in his voice tells me I need to see him for what he is going to say next.

“What is it?” I ask him.

“I don’t want you going out and sleeping with anyone else again.” His words are commanding, he is using his Dom presence and I know he is serious.

“Okay.”

“Come to me when you need it, Rae. I’m here. I’ll always be here. But I don’t want you putting yourself out there like that anymore. All right?”

“Okay,” I tell him again and watch as his eyes flash with something I don’t understand.

“Say it, Rae,” he tells me roughly.

“Yes, sir,” I say, kissing him this time. Not sure why, but knowing I needed to have his lips on mine.

We fall asleep wrapped in each other’s arms. I briefly contemplate heading up to my own room and wonder how I am going to sneak out of his apartment unnoticed in the morning, but sleep takes me over and I don’t let the thoughts ruin my mood.

* * *

Edmund.

I didn’t tell her, couldn’t tell her. For now as I lie and watch Rae sleep in my bed, in my arms, I know I have gotten the promise out of her not to go out and seek other men. What I couldn’t tell her was why I need this from her. That will come, the time will come when I can tell her she is my mate and the world to me.

Tonight wasn’t the right time. I will have her in my bed again before long and as I continue to soften her to me the time will come for me to tell her the truth, the whole truth.