155. Branding

Cora

Jax pulled away and he didn’t even have to say it I kneeled in front of him. I didn’t look up but kept my eyes down toward his boots. “Take them off.” I didn’t need Jax to tell me what he meant, I knew he wanted me to take off his shoes and I made quick work of it too and resumed my kneeling position. “Good Girl” he said as he pet my head. I loved the praise. “Stand up and Strip.”

I stood and began to undress. “Slower” He commanded me. I slowed my pace, until I was bare before of him. He approached me, and as slow as possible he examined my body running his hands over my bare flesh. His large fingers pinched my stiffened nipple squeezing it hard, a little breath escaped me. “You like that?” It was hard to get out a yes as my body was already on high alert. “Get on the desk Cora” I sat down on the edge of his desk.

“Spread your legs wide, let me see that pretty pink pussy.” I complied, straining my legs make sure they were as far apart as I could possibly get the. Jax then looked at me picking up the knife he had just used to bring John into the new pack. He pulled off his shirt and walked around to the small bar he had in his office. I watched as he poured alcohol over the blade cleaning it and wiping it clean. He then reapproached me. My eyes stayed on him and my thighs strained as he knelt between them as they hung off the sides. I felt the cool metal of the blade as he ran it up the insides of my thigh.

My heart pounded; my breath became uneven. “Are you nervous love?” Jax asked and I tried to keep my breathing steady saying “No, I trust you.” I saw him smirk and he began to kiss one of my thighs. I felt it when he cut into my thigh. It burned. “Breath love, just breath, I got you.” Jax said making me relax a little. It only hurt for a moment and then he pulled the knife away and I looked down to see what he had done. On the inside of my thigh was two letters J and H. It was located high on the thigh and when I stood up, I knew would touch my other thigh and it would lay right below my pussy.

“You will not heal this Cora” Jax said, and I nodded in understanding. He had branded me with a knife, and I had no problems with it. It was not the only scar he had given me. I had several bites from him over the years. But I think this had to be my favorite. “Good Girl” he said again, and I felt his hot tongue licking the blood that was coming from the fresh cut. He moved his mouth to my clit licking it tentatively. “Such a pretty pussy” My head rolled back as he licked me again and went to suck on the bud. I kept my head back enjoying the feeling of his mouth and beard on my cunt.

I knew when he moved his head a little, he was going to insert his fingers but instead I felt something else. I lifted my head to look but I couldn’t see as his head was still focusing on my bundle of nerves. I moaned feeling pleasure building as he played with me. He moved back to watch what he was doing. I saw it. He was holding the knife he used to brand me, he was fucking me with the handle of it. My eyes got big, and I saw how he was enjoying watching what he was doing.

That erotic devilish smirk. He would use this knife often over the next few months as he added people to our pack and every time, he would know that it had been inside me. Was that why he was doing it or was it just something he had thought of with no purpose? Who the hell cared it felt good and I moaned. I felt myself tightening around the object. I lost it calling out his name as I came around the knife. Jax removed it and went back to licking me and I felt like I was seeing stars, my head pounding in sync with my heart. “Love get off the desk and turn around.”

I stood wobbling a little from the magnitude of the orgasm I had had. Not to mention my thighs that had been strained being spread so wide and the burning of the fresh cut. Jax didn’t remove his pants I could feel the rough texture as he pushed himself near my ass. I felt him maneuvering and then the warmth of this thick long cock. He ran his length between my thighs making sure to touch the mark he made. I moaned at the sting. “Beg me, Cora.” He said as he bent over me to whisper in my ear.

“Please fuck me Jax.” I said but he continued to tease me. “What do you want?” Being the good submissive I was, I gave my bonded a ego boost saying. “Please Alpha fuck me so hard, I want your thick cock in me, I want to feel you balls deep, please fuck me until you are satisfied, I want you to use my pussy, please alpha let me serve you.” Jax said gruffly “Fuck Cora that mouth.” Then he ripped into me harshly. I half screamed half moaned. My hands where on either side of my head as I was bent over the desk. Jax grabbed my wrists pulling them behind my back and then one of his massive hands held both wrists together in the center of my back.

His other hand came down to my hip holding me in place but as he plunged into me over and over again my waist was being pushed into the edge of the desk. I knew I would have a long bruise straight across my body at how hard he was pushing me into the desk. “Fuck Cora so dam tight.” He said his voice labored as he was relentless with my already sensitive pussy. I called out his name and he pushed harder. I felt myself getting ready for another orgasm. My arms were burning being pulled the way they were. My hands had lost feeling, no doubt lack of blood flow to them.

My thigh was on fire and my abdomen was being beaten by a wooden edge of the desk. “Come for me” Jax said and like the good girl he called my body complied with his demand. I felt my back flex, goosebumps covered my pale flesh, my feet turned in and even the roots of my hair felt sensitive as my cunt bared down on his shaft. Squeezing his massive cock as I cried out in utter pleasure.

His grip tightened even more on my wrists and hip. His short nails bit into my skin as his pace picked up more than I thought possible and then I felt it. His hot cum filled me up and coated every inch inside my pussy. The warmth engulfing me forcing my cunt to become spastic and tighten around him and relax only to do it again. His thrust became slower and then he stilled and Jax removed himself from me. He didn’t let go of me right away. But soon his grip on my hip lessened and he removed his hand and did the same with my wrists.

He helped me stand back up and I turned to face him. He started massaging my aching arms as I stood there. I felt his eyes roaming over me and he stared at where the desk had been beating me. He leaned in and kissed my mouth gently his hands slid up my arms to hold the sides of my face gently as he kissed me softly. I felt consumed by him, in every sense of the word. When he slowly moved way, I felt sad for the loss, but he kept me close to him my breasts still pushed against his muscular bare chest. “Come on love let's get in the bath. I want to wash you and then I can put some ointment on that carving, I don’t want you getting an infection.” I nodded and he kissed me again and said lightly against my lips. “I love you.”