Chapter 55 BEGGING FOR MORE
Ginnie
I glance down to see that my breasts are still exposed, my chest rising and falling rapidly. His lips crash into mine without any warning -nor gentleness. Rather he devours me.
Our mouths clash, and our tongues tangle in a wild, desperate kiss. He wraps his arm around me and spins me, pressing my flat against his body, making my nipples tighten. I should feel exposed, humiliated even but I don't.
Not with Varkos. Somehow, despite how enraged I am at his decision to marry Kenna, I think…some part of me still loves him for all these things he does to me. Varkos’s touch is confident, like he knows where he needs to touch to make my body respond.
His hands move from the small of my back to the curve of my neck. He forcefully pulls me to him, his breath pressing over my lips. I'm pinned against a wall, half-naked, completely under his control and yet I've never felt more wanted.
“Beg me to fuck you…” He groans, pressing a forceful kiss on my lips that makes me whimper shamelessly. “Beg Daddy to put his huge cock inside you,” he repeated, saying it more like an order than a request now.
“F-fuck me, Varkos. Please fuck me.” The words rolled out of me before I could stop them. He finally pulls back, leaving me breathless. I pant, staring at his huge muscles, and the way his dark hair slides back effortlessly into place. He runs a hand through it before parting his lips to speak.
I remove what's left of my clothes. My heart races as I stand there, completely naked and exposed to him. Varkos doesn’t rush, he runs his fingers from my forehead, down my nose, tracing a line to my throat.
When he reaches my chest, he grabs my left boobs between his fingers, sending jolts of sensation through me.
"Oh...God." I gasp.
But he doesn't stop. His hand trails lower, parting my navel, down to my center. Without warning, he slides a finger deep inside me. I tremble as he growls into my ear. "This," he says, moving his finger slowly inside me. "Belongs to me. No one else. Do you get that?" He pulls his finger out and brings it to his mouth, licking it clean.
I look down, embarrassed by how horny I am right now. But he grips my chin and forces me to meet his eyes. "Don't you dare look away from me," he says.
"You only do so when I tell you to. Do you understand?”
"Yes....yes I understand," I answer, though a part of me isn't sure I can. Then he lifts me into his arms as though I weigh nothing. I rest my head against his chest, feeling safe even though I know what's coming is anything but gentle.
He places me on the bed and starts taking off his clothes. His shirt comes off first, revealing his huge chiseled chest that looks like it belongs to a model. I can't help but stare as he strips away the rest, joining me under the sheets.
"You'll have to stay still for Daddy to fuck you.” He growls, lying beside me. He leans in, his breath warm against my skin. "Don't feel shy," he mocks, "I'll try to go slow on you." He kisses me softly, as if we were more than lovers for real. The hunger from earlier is gone and this kiss is tender.
I melt into it as his fingers trail along the curve of my breast, tracing slowly. I shiver beneath his touch.
When his lips leave mine, he looks into my eyes. Like he knew I was already a possession that belonged only to him. His gaze softens and he starts playing with my nipples gently.
The expression on his face mocked me as I squirmed beneath him. "Don't...don't do this, please," I whisper, barely able to speak through the waves of pleasure.
"Why not?" He asks, raising a brow. His grin grows wider, and before I part my lips to answer, he pinches my nipples harder, making me cry out.
He leans down and kisses my neck, trailing soft bites and licks down to my breasts. When he takes my nipples to his mouth, I arch toward him, moaning helplessly.
He switched sides, biting just enough to make me gasp, then soothed it with his tongue. Then he starts kissing his way down to my body, leaving a trail of heat in his wake. He just pauses above my pussy, looks up at me, and smirks.
"You smell like fresh rose petals... warm and sweet," he says. "And you're so wet. So fucking wet for me."
"Yes, I'm wet. I'm wet for you. Pl....please fuck me." I beg. But then unexpectedly, his lips curve into a slow, satisfied smile. His tongue flicks against my clit without mercy, sending sharp, electric shocks through my body.
I push him closer to me and he doesn't hesitate, as he slides a finger deep inside. My back aches, and my nipples push into his face as I grip the sheets tight. And orgasm threatens to tear out of me fast but then, suddenly, he pulls back. Just when I'm about to cum.... Why did he have to stop?!
"Not so fast…,” he teases, “Daddy isn’t fucking you today, Ginnie, but trust me. I'm going to make you wish you got this dk inside you." Licking his lower lip as he could still taste me.
"I'm not fucking you tonight." His eyes dropped down to my body, lingering where my naked body lay helplessly on the bed. There was nothing gentle about the way he looked at me...only hunger, he was just holding back with a terrifying kind of discipline.
“Don’t you ever say you’re going to leave me. Ever again,” he growls, forcing my chin up to meet his eyes. “You’re mine forever, and no matter where you go. Varkos Draven will always find you.”
Then he forces himself up from me. Leaving me with nothing but the wicked realization that he had just done all these things to me as his way of punishing me for threatening to leave.