Consumed (3 page)

"Don't run from me!", she heatedly throws out in a harsh voice." I
will
chase you! In my current mood, I would honestly advise against it." Her voice sounds strangled, as if she is fighting to keep herself calm. "I can taste your fear. I am so sorry, Felicity, my sweet, but I cannot let you leave me right now.” With blinding speed, I find that I am pressed up against the hard stone wall, it's rough face scraping my back and arms as my hands are manacled in the cold bronze cuffs that made me pause, just last week.

I watch as she paces the room, looking like a caged animal. She is trying to regain her composure and she never once looks my way. I can’t seem to stop pulling at the copper cuffs. My wrists are going to bleed if I keep this up. So many thoughts are streaming through my mind and the main word of the night happens to be ‘hate’. I hate that I'm scared of her. I hate that I'm shackled to this damned wall. I hate,
no!..
I absolutely
loathe
that seeing Alex this worked up over me is such a panty-soaking turn on.
Too bad I skipped that apparel this evening. Whoops!

I am amazed at how radiant she is with her skin glowing golden and her hair practically floating on some sort of non-existent wind. She is nothing short of ethereal and my body and mind have the touch, feel, and luscious taste of her seared into my heart…into my very
soul
.

My heart feels like a pin cushion; each of these thoughts keep stabbing me in sharp little pricks. They are bleeding and breaking me in a slow and steady rhythm. Even if she is jealous, even if she rips me away from reality simply to keep another person’s hands off of me, I know that she will still say ‘Goodbye’. I know I'll wake up tomorrow and feel the loss that I tried so hard to escape when I went out tonight.

I must have lost time drowning in my inner turmoil because suddenly I realize that Alex is in front of me. Her hand reaches up to stroke my face so softly that I can't help but compare the feeling to the light brush of a butterfly’s wings. It was just as fleeting, too, because she drops her hand and steps away from me quickly. I notice that her eyes have once again shifted to the champagne iridescence I have grown accustomed to while here in this lair.

"I watched you, Felicity! Watched you and your little game as you and that…
that
fucking male
were all over each other and I lost all rational thought. This blazing energy that I keep locked inside of me, that I have fought so hard to not expose just surged through me. It's taking all of the will power that I have to not flash back over to him and rip out his throat," she growls.

I watch as she opens and closes her hand, almost like she is visually completing the act of shredding that poor, unknowing man’s neck.

"I wanted to bathe in his blood. Glory in it as the light of life dims from his eyes for daring to touch what belongs to
me
." She pauses in her speech and smiles while she shivers in what must be pure delight, at that thought. That look is what finally scares the shit out of me. She notices because she immediately schools her features and once again continues talking. "Tonight I tried to let you go. I know that I cannot have you but the thought of anyone else touching you drives me to the brink of insanity! I have displayed just what that anxiety makes me do, to keep you more than once this evening."

It finally registers to me that Alex just said that she ‘cannot have me’. What in the hell is that supposed to mean? She sure as hell has the crazy, jealous girlfriend part down perfectly.

"Just let me go, Alex! This,” I say sadly, as I shake my arms and hands roughly in their metal bindings, “is overkill."

Once again, she is growling and pacing before me. She seems to be studiously avoiding making eye contact with me.

"I don't trust myself, Felicity. If you were to give just the slightest chase, I would pin you down and mark you as mine."

Instant goosebumps begin to cover my arms and I fell my pussy as it gushes a warm liquid and starts to soak my inner thighs. Alex trips mid-step while taking in the surge of lust that my body helplessly infuses into the air. She is about as surprised as I am. Who would think that I liked the whole ownership spiel, but apparently I do. The idea of her taking me, of marking me so that there is no doubt that I belong to her and no other, makes my insides clench, adding even more fuel to the fire that she stoked within me, the moment she first showed herself, two months ago.

In a blur of movement, she rips my dress from the hem to the neckline. My breathing hitches and my nipples are hardening painfully as her hands start to explore my body. I writhe as her fingers leave a trail of fire in their wake.

"Oh my gods, Felicity,” Alex whispers furiously, gripping my hips hard. “You drive me mad! All I could think about was taking you away and had I realized that this flimsy piece of material was all that separated your body from that man, I most definitely would have killed him."

Stepping back, her eyes start to roam over my body and it's just like a physical caress, causing me to immediately start to squirm. My breath comes in rapid gasps and my wrists start to chafe from pulling on the gleaming shackles.

“I am going to fuck you, Felicity. Fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk!”

Holy shit… I didn’t think that I could get any wetter but apparently I was wrong. The sound of her commanding tone, along with being strung up helpless against the wall has me leaking moisture down my thighs. My whole body is so sensitive and ready for her to have her wicked way with me. She could breathe across a nipple and I would probably combust into orgasm with a roaring scream. Gliding toward me, her eyes, blazing in their golden magnificence, devour each and every curve of my naked body, greedily. Her clothes have not yet been removed and it makes her declaration even more sensuous. Her legs are encased in skin-tight, black leather pants. I can clearly see the red lace cups overflowing with her creamy, iridescent breasts through the sheer crimson fabric of her long-sleeved button up top.

Finally!
After what feels like hours even though I know it was only a moment, she raises a hand to my hair and wraps it in her fist. Yanking hard, she pulls my head back, just toeing the line of pain and pleasure, making me groan in breathless anticipation.

I can feel the full line of her clothed body against the bareness of mine and I can't help but shiver in delight as she licks a line up the column of my neck.

“I can't get enough of your taste," she purrs. "You are so addicting to me and that's a weakness that I simply cannot afford, but damn me! I would rather pay the price… Pay any price, just to keep you!”

With no warning, she is on her knees and she spreads my thighs wide with a strong grip and buries her face into my throbbing cunt. She works back and forth against my slit with her wicked tongue and begins to suck lightly at my clit, with every up-stroke. I am filled with a passion that she and only she, ignites in me and I need release.

"Oh, God, Alex! I'm going to… Oh!
Oh, god
," I moan in sheer pleasure. My body seizes up as I begin to climax, all of my sensitive nerve endings feel like little lightning strikes rolling through my body, setting me on fire. She rises from the floor like a beautiful goddess of old and I see my juices glossing her lush, coral pink lips as she looks fiercely into my eyes.

"That little show was just a reminder that
this
,” she growls, thrusting two fingers into my sopping wet channel, keeping pressure on my clit with her thumb and moving it in steady circles, causing my body to writhe from the frenzy beginning to overtake it again. “
Belongs…. to…. me!"
she finishes, clamping her teeth around the tender flesh between my neck and my shoulder. She bites down until I feel my skin give way. I howl out at the searing pain from her teeth along with the pleasure her fingers are bringing me, soaking her hand and my thighs. She pulls away, leaving me weak-kneed as I slump in the cuffs, against the rough stone wall.

"And
that
is to show them all that you belong to me and me alone," she murmurs. "You will wear my mark and no others. Now… watch me, Felicity."

I watch mesmerized as Alex lifts her hand which is still covered in my juices, up to her mouth that still drips with my blood. I watch as she sucks at her fingers and then she slowly licks around her lips, savoring my taste. I watch enthralled as she moans and shivers in ecstasy from her delight. "Oh, my gods!" my mind sends the thought to my subconscious. Her skin is glowing brighter then I have ever seen - absolutely blinding in her radiance.

The sound of Alex ripping the clothes off her body is that of a whip being cracked as they drop out of her hands to fall carelessly onto the floor. My body is still languorous from my last release. I try valiantly to refocus on the present. In a flash, she is at the wall, removing the shackles from my rubbed raw wrists and carrying me to that monstrosity of a bed, covered in those luscious silks.

Alex lays me down and cuddles up next to me and licks at the wound on my neck while idly rolling my nipples between her fingers and squeezing my breasts to send rolling little orgasms through my body. I try to push her hand off me but she resists and keeps her hold.

”Alex, please stop! I'm too sensitive. I can’t handle anymore…" My words come out breathy and low, but I know she understands me when she stops. Holding me close, she wraps her entire petite frame around my body. The warmth and scent of her skin is a blanket of comfort to my exhausted mind and body as I slip blissfully into a dreamless sleep.

~~~

I slowly awake from the full-out body exhaustion that Alex inflicted on me earlier in the evening. Alex is still wrapped around my body nearly suffocating me with her grip. I’ve never lingered here for very long once our usual Thursday evening came to an end. I was always greeted by the sound of my alarm in the morning, with my clothes neatly stacked on a chair in the corner. Opening my eyes, I see that her gaze is trained on my face and she is intently studying me. There’s a slight look of guilt on her beautiful face which is amusing and worrisome all at once. I assume that the look is for last night’s actions but what I really fear is that, after everything we went through last night, she is still going to throw away what we could have and I will be left with no clue why.

The silky blonde tresses surrounding her head like a golden halo look so soft and I ache to run the strands through my fingers, to brush them away from her face. I am distracted by her pouty lips; the same lips that brought me to soul crushing releases, over and over again, the night before. They are pursed together, as if trying to figure out what, or how, to say what is going on in her head.

It takes me a second to clear my throat. “What time is it?” I ask. Her facial features smooth out at the question.

In a soft voice, she answers, “It's about six in the morning, Felicity.” Whew… I still need to get to my day job.

“Alex, I have to go home so I can get ready for work.” I quickly rush out and she looks ready to argue with me.

“I… I am…”

“Please, not right now. Let me live without the reality just a little longer.”

I notice my voice is hoarse. I have no idea if it is from sleep, screaming from the climaxes she forced on me, or the fact that I am holding back the insane urge to cry. I despise crying but it seems to be on par with my feelings at the moment and I drop my eyes from her golden, searching stare. Using her fingers, she lightly pinches my chin and pulls my face up to meet the smirking grin she is wearing and it feels like a slap. I am suddenly furious that she would be laughing at me while I am beyond ready to break down into hysterical tears!

Trying to pull away from Alex’s embrace is pointless with her otherworldly strength and it just pisses me off even more. Inside, I rage and then I do the only thing that I can think of to make her let me go. I bite her neck. I clamp down on it hard enough to feel her skin give. The first beading of blood that hits my tongue is like a shot of some high-octane energy force and it burns me from within. Thick, syrupy, and sweet, her blood fills my mouth and I swallow greedily.

“Oh, Goddess, Felicity, please! Yes, Goddess, yes.” I moan as I continue tasting her delicious essence.

I pull myself away from her throat and I see that her eyes are closed. I realize that she has surrendered her body to me. I feel the blood dripping down my chin before falling to splash against her breasts. I bend down and begin to suck and nip my way around her nipples, lapping at the droplets marring her perfect flesh. I feel a zing of heat shoot through me with each and every lick of her sweet blood. It flows through my nerve endings and makes my whole body tremble with need. I feel like I am being consumed and I know that I'll willingly dive head first into this blazing, lust-filled inferno.

Feeling my way down her luscious body, I steadily stroke back and forth among Alex’s drenched folds. I plunge two fingers deep into her dripping wet pussy and curl them up, thrusting hard. When my palm starts to circle her clit, her breathing hitches and it turns into a ragged tempo as her orgasm builds higher. She starts to sit up but I continue my ministrations as her soft hands reach up to cradle my face and she kisses me deeply. I lean back from her grasp, using my free hand to grip the glowing halo of hair at the nape of her neck and pull. I watch as her back arches, making her rock-hard nipples point toward the ceiling. Clamping my mouth around one, sucking and tugging it lightly between my teeth, I increase the pace of my movement, feeling her inner walls begin to contract around my fingers.

My body is aching for her touch and the taste of her blood lingers on her breasts, as I continue to lick and tease. It’s an aphrodisiac heightening my lust into a new realm of desire.

“Fe, oh Fe!
Please!"
she pleads. "I’m so very close!”

I know she is but I also want to indulge my desires and bury my face and tongue against that soaking wet slit of hers.

Pulling my hand away seems to take every bit of strength I have. She whimpers for the release that I have momentarily denied her and it makes me feel extremely powerful. I lay back on the bed, throwing the pillows off and pulling her on top of me. “Straddle me, Alexandria. Fuck my face, baby.
Fuck me!”
I scream out, realizing the intensity in my lust-addled mind.