I fixed my hair and smiled at my reflection.
Just a bit of gloss left, and I could get dressed.
Caleb walked into the bathroom.
“You’re so beautiful.”
I lit up.
He stepped closer and kissed me—so shy, so gentle.
I shivered slightly from the surge of arousal.
Caleb slid his finger along the edge of my panties.
I lowered my gaze.
He grabbed my jaw.
“Look at me.”
I swallowed.
Caleb dropped to his knees
and pulled my panties off.
“Oh my God, Caleb, please, I need—”
A warm, wet tongue touched my skin, instantly setting everything off.
I grabbed his hair.
“Oh my God, Caleb, please—
oh… oh… oh—”
I started moaning.
“Oh my God…”
Caleb lightly bit my clit,
and I bent forward as I came.
Then he suddenly softened,
his tongue barely touching me—
just barely, almost nothing—
His breath burned hot,
and I folded again.
“Oh God…
oh my God…
oh—oh—ah…”
Caleb kissed me one last time,
and I got even wetter.
He turned me around,
and we both appeared in the big mirror.
The monster and his beloved.
Soft breasts.
A waist.
Messy curls.
My cheeks flushed,
my lips swollen with arousal.
“Caleb…”
“Quiet.”
My body started arching with desire.
I begged.
Caleb grabbed my hips
and pressed his whole body against me.
The moment I felt his cock press against me, I came again.
He started sliding the head slowly,
and I began to lose myself in the feeling.
“Oh my God…
Caleb…”
He rubbed his nose into my hair
and began to enter me slowly, carefully.
My eyes widened.
“Caleb—”
I cried out.
“That’s not—
not there—
Caleb—”
He pinned my hands against the sink.
“Quiet!”
I could barely breathe.
He whispered into my ear
as he slowly, carefully pushed inside me.
“Does it feel good?”
I bit my lip and nodded.
He went deeper.
“Oh—oh—oh—
oh—ah—”
“Sweetheart.”
I smiled.
“It’s okay.”
After a while, I relaxed.
He kissed my neck,
and I came again.
Caleb started picking up the pace.
I moaned from pleasure.
“Sweetheart—”
“Oh—oh—oh—oh—
ah—oh—”
“God, Caleb—”
He pressed fully against me.
I gasped.
Damn, he’s big.
“Caleb—
God…
easy…
oh God…
oh God…”
He kept going,
making me come over and over again.
Caleb gently moved a strand of hair aside
and started licking my ear.
I arched even more.
I was completely soaked.
Everything was so wet
I could feel it on my thighs.
“Oh God…”
Caleb was so gentle.
I melted into it.
I felt like I was going to pass out.
Just a little more…
just a bit—
Caleb grabbed my throat
and picked up the pace.
“Oh—ah—ah—oh—ah—”
I started crying out.
“Caleb—”
He moved so fast my head spun.
“God, Caleb—”
I kept coming without stopping.
“Oh my God…”
Finally, Caleb shuddered
and gripped my thighs.
I cried out from the pain
and folded in half.
“Caleb—”
“Sweetheart…”
He kissed my neck,
then turned me around
and kissed my lips.
“I love you.”
I smiled.
“You’re crazy.”
His expression changed.
His eyes darkened,
flashing gray—
and he grabbed my throat again.
I swallowed.
“Caleb…”
Caleb pressed me hard against the counter.
My hand slipped into the sink.
“Say you’re not against it.”
“Not against it?”
I got confused.
“Not against what—”
One of his hands slid under my skirt,
the other pinned my wrists.
I tried to pull free.
Caleb started slowly moving his fingers under my skirt.
I started choking on it.
“Damn it, I can’t take it anymore, Caleb—
stop—”
“Quiet.”
I swallowed.
“Caleb…”
“Say you’re not against it.”
He grabbed my jaw.
“Caleb, I don’t know—”
“Oh—oh—oh—damn—ah—”
I shuddered.
Caleb pressed on my clit,
and I thought I was about to pass out from the force of it.
Damn… that kind of power.
“Caleb, I’m not sure I can handle your strength again.”
He grabbed my jaw again.
“You’ll do as I say.”
I swallowed.
“Caleb—”
“Quiet.”
He exhaled sharply.
“Kitten…”
Caleb rubbed his nose against me.
“My angel…
my soft, soft angel…”
He tightened his grip on my throat.
“I need to know you’re not against it.”
“I’m not against it.”
Something broke loose in Caleb again.
He slammed me against the wall—
and then immediately stepped back,
loosening his neck.
I was shaking all over.
“Caleb… you’re insane.”
He let out a low growl.
“That’s right.”
I tensed.
“Caleb… darling… what do you want to do?”
He clenched his fists
and threw his head back.
“Sweetheart, I—I—I can’t—”
“Caleb… damn… I’m scared—what do you want?”
“I want to hit you.”
“Oh God—”
“Sweetheart—” his body was already shaking.
He grabbed my jaw again.
“Say you’re not against it.”
Something shifted in me—
and I realized there were no other options.
I stepped into my power.
“Don’t you dare put that responsibility on me.”
Caleb froze.
“What are you even saying?”
“Don’t you dare talk to me like that.”
Caleb swung—
I dropped slightly
and grabbed his chin.
Caleb instantly went still.
“Ah… ah… my love…”
I smiled, sharp and dark.
“My dear, this spot is very unpleasant for men.
If I press it harder, you’ll black out.”
Caleb tried to jerk away.
I pressed lightly with my nail.
His eyes started to roll back—
but he didn’t pass out.
“Sweetheart…”
“Oh—this is a different conversation already.”
The whole situation amused me.
I knew exactly what he wanted.
He needed a toy—
and he wanted to play on equal ground.
Alright then.
“I’m not against it.”
Caleb almost pleaded.
“Darling, please, don’t—”
“What are you talking about?”
I drove my heel under his kneecap.
“Second point.”
Caleb flinched from the pain.
I glanced at my nails.
“That’s only two points, my dear.
You have six.”
“Shall we continue?”
“You—”
In a burst of rage, he knocked me down
and slammed me onto the floor.
I screamed—
choking on adrenaline and laughter.
“Idiot—stop—”
Caleb froze.
Then gently kissed me.
“Sweetheart… I love you.”
“Yeah, yeah, I’ve heard that already.”
He swore.
I smiled.
His eyes flashed again.
Damn, does this man ever get tired?
He pinned me down under his full weight.
I arched—
and Caleb entered me immediately.
He buried his face deep in my hair.
“You damn girl…”
I smiled.
He growled.
“Caleb—”
My eyes started to roll back.
His darkness was so strong—
I couldn’t hold his darkness anymore.
“Sweetheart…”
I was almost blacking out.
“My angel…”
“Caleb, I can’t anymore—”
He suddenly softened.
Caleb suddenly slowed down.
“Sweetheart…
my little angel…”
He started covering me with kisses.
“My kitten…”
I started crying.
God… he was so gentle.
“Caleb… I love you, sweetheart.”
He kissed me,
then entered me again—slowly, carefully.
I melted into his love.
“My kitten…
my little angel…”
I laughed.
“Oh God, Caleb…”
“Sorry, sorry, sweetheart…”
He stayed gentle for a little longer.
“Sweetheart… I’m sorry, I can’t anymore.”
“What?”
“You bastard—”
He went back into the darkness.
He picked up the pace.
And started thrusting into me with such intensity
that I kept coming over and over again.
My stomach hurt from the spasms.
I arched and moaned.
Caleb grabbed my hair
and exhaled sharply into my ear, a command:
“Get up.”
“But Caleb—”
“I said get up.”
I swallowed.
He turned me around
and thrust in hard.
He pulled my hair back
and grabbed my neck.
I was coming apart from the pleasure.
His darkness wasn’t holding back anymore.
Caleb was doing whatever he wanted with me.
He slammed me into the sink—
and came right there.
I could barely make sense of what was happening anymore.
My head spun.
Everything blurred.
Caleb snapped out of it
and grabbed me before I fell.
I just blacked out.
God… he really is feral