Chapter 3 — New World
WHEN I opened my eyes, I realized that our positions had been reversed. I was the one lying on the casket now while Cain was on top of me. He was sucking my lower lip hungrily. He seemed to be an expert at this. He knew exactly what to do to make a woman succumb to him.
And I was no exception.
But no matter how good it felt, I didn’t want to lie on this casket. But I was hesitant to voice out my thoughts. It might ruin his appetite and my chances of making him fulfill my wish. The foam was soft and I could still smell Cain’s masculine and alluring scent on it but it was still… a casket.
I closed my eyes and tried imagining myself on a large and soft bed instead with petals on it. And surrounding the bed were several scented candles. That was how I pictured my supposed to be wedding night with Joaquin, my first boyfriend and the one whom I considered as my Prince Charming almost my whole life. I even wrote it on my journal.
All that was nothing but an empty dream now because my Prince Charming turned out to be a frog. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my chest.
“Open your eyes,” Cain commanded in a rough voice. His hand was playing with my nipple while his other hand remained between my legs. I gasped when his fingers slid inside my underwear and played with my clit. I could feel the pressure building inside me as his fingers went faster. This was such a torture… a heavenly torture.
When I opened my eyes, to my surprise, I found out that I was indeed, on the very bed that I imagined to be! There was a combination of white and red roses on the four-poster bed that I was lying on. The wonderful smell of roses filled the entire room. It was dark, but there were colorful candles which surrounded the bed. It gave the room a romantic vibe.
Cain did all that and yet, I did not even feel him move. He was still on top of me.
“I-is this real? Did you read this in my mind?”
“You are my meal now. And I don’t want my meal to feel uncomfortable while I eat her,” Cain said instead, not caring to provide clearer answers. It was as if that was the only explanation that I ought to hear from him.
Then again, he said it himself. I was nothing but a meal for him. What kind of a very powerful predator would go explaining everything to its prey?
At least, he was being considerate. The setting did not look like I was being fed on by a Beast. And I found the ambiance more… stimulating.
“Focus only on me, Natasha,” Cain whispered. “Do not think of anything else.”
As if to prove who had the upper hand in the situation, Cain left my clit just when I was aching for release. All my thoughts immediately flew out the window.
“D-don’t do this to me, Sir,” I begged in a shaky voice, desperate for release.
I could no longer think straight. My body became more and more demanding with his every touch. I badly needed Cain inside me now. He just smirked and thrust his finger inside me as his other hand squeezed my breast while he was licking my abdomen. He was teasing my body. The feeling of his lips against my skin, the sound of his breath, and his scent… everything about him was clouding my mind.
Was this really how the Beast feed on women? If this went on, I was worried that I might go insane before I could complete what I came here for. My breathing became rough as I held onto his shoulder. That was only then when I realized that Cain was now fully naked. Just like earlier, things were happening so swiftly and I wasn’t even aware of it.
When Cain looked up to meet my eyes, it gave me better access to his magnificent body. He looked like he came straight from the pages of an erotic magazine. He was that… dazzling. I could see his powerful thighs and his… rock-hard member which made me nervous.
It was so big. Could I take that inside me?
I moaned as Cain slid another finger inside me as if he read what was going through my mind again and he wanted to distract me. His fingers were thick and long. And they kept teasing and hitting my G-spot. I had to admit, this no longer felt like a mission.
Instead, this felt so sinfully good that it was making me feverish. I was panting when I held onto his shoulders tightly. I was prepared to do anything for him but I was not prepared for this delicious feeling.
“You are so tight, Natasha,” Cain whispered. I was dripping wet when he pounded his fingers harder inside me. “And so tiny that I could swallow you whole.”
Well, compared to him, I was really small. My height was only 5’4 while Cain must be over six feet tall.
I didn’t get the chance to say something anymore. The pressure was too much that I could no longer take it. It was driving me wilder and wilder with every second that passes. I placed my legs on his waist. “S-Sir, I-I’m cumming—”
Just when I thought I was near exploding, he did it again. He pulled out his fingers, leaving me needier than before. I felt betrayed, like I was on the brink of grasping something but then he mercilessly snatched it away from me.
I arched my back. “Sir Cain…” I whispered, now delirious. “Please…”
“Shh, I know,” he replied before he suddenly rammed his cock inside me.
My mouth widened and my eyes watered. I was no longer new at this. I had made love with Joaquin before. But the sensation that Cain was bringing me was new to me. And Cain’s cock was so big that I felt stretched nearly to breaking when he penetrated me… but the minute he covered my nipple with his mouth and sucked it, I had forgotten all about it. Instead, I was engulfed in this whole new sensation.
Our heavy breathing echoed in the room as Cain continued ramming harder and deeper inside me like a wild animal in heat. He was moving faster and faster. He was feasting on my breast and then on my neck the next moment. It was cold inside the room, but I was sweating.
I felt my genital muscles contract as I raised my arms and ran my fingers through his hair. It was like my insides were melting with his every thrust.
“I’m cumming!” I said, almost screaming.
I moaned and arched my back once more when he bit my earlobe as he whispered, “Let’s cum together, then.”
Cain pulled me closer to his body. And when he pinched my nipples as he claimed my lips, I felt him burst inside me along with the hot, wet cream gushing out from my core.
I was still panting heavily when I dropped myself on the bed. Both of us already came, but Cain did not pull out from me yet. He was still so deep inside me.
I could feel my knees getting wobbly. I never had an orgasm before. This was the first time this happened to me. And I didn’t know it would be this mind-blowing. He gave me a euphoric carnal pleasure. I thought it was merely an exaggeration before but now I knew better. It was like Cain had introduced a new world to me and a new definition of sex.
I was still trying to catch my breath when all of a sudden; I felt his cock big and hard again inside me. Now I knew why he did not pull out. It was because there would be another round. I knew that I would have to feed him many times but I did not know that it would happen this soon.
I swallowed hard when Cain laughed. “S-sir…”
“Don’t look at me like that, Natasha. We haven’t even started yet,” Cain said as he finally pulled out only to pound inside me again.
I wasn’t able to respond anymore when he shoved his tongue inside my mouth until our tongues met. And once more, I felt myself getting lost in the pleasure all over again, pleasure that for some strange reason, I only found in him, in this… Beast.