Bound: The Inland Slave (8 page)

She smiled, liking his confident answer. And because she wanted to, she kissed him hard as she forced him to sink deep inside. She ground his head against her cervix, and moaned into his throat. He pinned her to his lap by holding onto her ass, and grunted as she bent his dick by thrusting her hips back. He was so rigid, and pressing against her with such perfect power, Katja was sure she would feel her body rise to a climax as it did the other day when he licked her while tied to a tree. As she leaned back and thought of nothing except how exhilarating Felix felt, she threw her hips downward again and again, to crash into his head.

He was so big, he tugged her walls at every inch, and the incredible thrill of him filling her completely was pleasure she’d never known before. With little movement, only deep grinding, his impressive cock worked her to the threshold of an orgasm.

Suddenly, an all-consuming wave of euphoria washed over her. As she peaked, she collapsed against Felix, unable to endure the powerful, crashing surges felt throughout her entire body. But when he pumped his hips, she opened her mouth and screamed as he drew her climax out by caressing her depth. When her breath was stolen, and her orgasm melted her body until satisfied, he slowed his pumping.

He grinned, and said, “I don’t think I’ve ever had someone finish so fast.”

“Are you teasing me?” She playfully asked, as she began to pant. He combed his fingers through her hair as she laughed. She felt like she was glowing from the aftermath of their sex, and she was certainly giddy and happy to find not only did she love sex, but Felix didn’t need to last long to satisfy her. She bit her bottom lip, and decided she enjoyed sex as much as Felix’s company. She put her arms around him as if he belonged to her, and then she grinned because Felix did belong to her.

“Teasing? Yes, I’m flirting. Besides, it’s an ego boost that I have that effect on you.” He possessively held her, as she was his. He lightly kissed each corner of her mouth, before shifting her. He rolled to his side, while lying Katja onto her back. His cock fell out of her, as he came to her and hovered. “Do you want to have fun with me, Katja? I promise it will bring us closer, because after saying what we will, there will be no question we tell each other things that others will never hear us breathe.”

For some reason, his comment of wanting be closer to her made her emotional. Maybe because his statement felt like he was trying hard to love her, and receive her feelings in return. He wanted her, and made that clear from the beginning. She liked she didn’t have to guess how he felt or what he wanted. She smiled, and despite feeling like a silly girl as she boldly admitted, “I really like you.”

“I want you to like me even more.” He said, with sincerity.

She swallowed nervously. “And you?”

“Do I like you? I’m not fighting what I feel for you, and I do feel for you.” He lowered his head, and lightly swiped the tip of his nose up hers.

“Then I do want fun sex that will bring us closer.”

He tugged his pants off as he swept his eyes over her bare body, and to her great pleasure, his gaze lingered at her large breasts. She knew he loved her chest, and probably as much as her growing infatuation with his lengthy penis. When his eyes traveled back down to her apex, he kicked his pants away, and opened her legs far wider than she would have wished. He playfully jerked her hips toward him, making her laugh. He smiled as he said, “My goal is to make you blush later when you think about this.”

“Will you think about this later?” She asked, hoping he would look back at this night, and always want to return to her for more.

“I will, and more so than you.” He held his erection at the base, and placed himself on her wet opening. He rubbed his head against her clit with such pressure his plump end bent and yielded to her sex. She moaned, as he exhaled a harsh breath. “Your pussy feels so good, Katja.” He spread her lips to watch his head slide up her length and then back down to her pussy. “You’re so wet with cream.”

He pressed his head inside, quickly pulled it out, and then shoved his tip in again. With rhythmic pumps, he squeezed his head with her pussy. While on his knees, he leaned back onto his palms, and thrust his dick inside her a few more inches. His steel abs flexed with each controlled swing forward. Katja found the motion of his body lustfully inspiring. She marveled over his firm muscles, and panted with each stroke inside of her. His low groans made her walls tighten around him.

“Fuck, this is nice.” He practically growled his words, and his deep voice was incredibly sexy. She loved the words coming from his mouth, and the fact he was empowering her with praise made her enormously confident and daring.

“My pussy feels so good.” She breathed out, and her words that felt so natural surprised him. He paused his pumping, and looked at her.

“That’s so hot when you say things like that, Katja.” He smiled. “I want to fuck you, and feel you deeper.”

After a flirty nod of consent, she watched him crawl over her. He dipped his hands under her shoulders, and when she met his eye, he said, “Look at me.” With no warning, he shoved into her depth, and drove in deep until he tapped her cervix. She opened her mouth, and gasped. His eyes searched her face, soaking in her surprised expression from his thrilling penetration. Before she sucked in her breath, he pulled back and hammered forward. She screamed from the pleasure and dug her nails into his back.

They both panted as he quickly sped to rapid pumps inside of her. “Yes,” She whimpered. With unbelievable strength and pleasure, he drove into her depths with a constant rapping that she felt down to her toes. “Yes, I love it!”

“You’re so tight!” He greedily took more, crashing his head into her back wall. He held her hair in his fist, and kept her eyes on him. His tight grip pulled her hair as he repeatedly drove his wide head against her cervix, but she loved he held her firmly and almost pinned her to the bed with his dick as if restraining her there with his aching thrusts. She loved his weight holding her legs down, so he had perfect access to the part of her that only he had ever touched.

With legs wide open, he moved with slick ease and pounded fast. The bed rocked with them as a faint squeaking slowly got louder. The sound of the bed somehow made his driving dick feel only that much better. “I love this!” She admitted with a high-pitched lustful whine.

He suddenly pushed up to his knees, brought her legs up to her sides, and he held down her thighs. His eyes left hers, and he watched her tits shake with his thrust. “You’re so hot, Katja! I love fucking you!”

“Then fuck me harder!” For his pleasure, she raised her hands above her head to let her large breasts bounce to the strokes of his dick. He pressed against her legs to lift his body slightly for a more powerful fucking. He rode her hard, and when she screamed in pleasure, he encouraged her to be loud.

He had her bent in half, and feeling more exposed than any other time in her life, but she enjoyed him watching his body crash into hers. She pinched her nipples as he watched, and apparently, he liked it because he shoved in harder and groaned when his dick collided into her.

“YES! I LOVE IT HARD! YES! FUCK ME!” She screamed, and then tried her best to shake from underneath him because she needed more—she needed to climax again to cool her hot lust. Felix slid his hands to her ankles, brought her legs to her shoulders, and pinned her arms. He planked his body, and with amazing speed and strength, he pummeled his dick into her. She screamed out a breath, and begged for more vigor. She couldn’t believe how rough sex thrilled her; all her reservations about sex dissolved. She loved his pounding dick, and knew she would never get enough of it. “FUCK ME!”

Each twinge from his strikes against her cervix resonated down to her toes. She loved the mild ache that soothed her craving for him. She tried to hold her legs in position for him as he rammed into her with equal greedy lust.

“Fuck, my dick feels so good!” He grunted, and began to knock in with more strength.

Katja could feel her orgasm creeping in. He was drilling her perfectly. “I’M GOING TO CREAM!” She gripped the sheets and closed her eyes as she felt her body rise to an intense euphoria that began between her legs. Felix’s rapid thrusting quickly pushed her climax to the brink, and she screamed out his name while he worked hard to knead her tight walls. “YES! I’M CREAMING!” She held onto the sheets and writhed beneath him. “I’M CREAMING!” Her orgasm consumed her in pleasure that seemed relentless, but slowly her body began to cool and relax as Felix hammered away inside her. “I love your dick!”

When her tremors subsided, Felix suddenly pulled out, and quickly stroked his shaft over her belly while he rubbed her clit with his other thumb. “What are you doing?” She whined because she wished he wouldn’t have removed himself from her so soon after she finished. A few slow pumps of his cock, or even lingering inside her until he became soft would have been sweet. She wanted the playful fucking, but she always wanted the romance that was forgotten during their indulging moment of lust.

“I’m going to cum.” He growled through clinched teeth. He ejaculated an inch below her bellybutton, but his milky drops still filled her shallow pool and speckled her stomach around her navel. He rubbed the tip of his penis into his own cum, and smeared his semen into her skin.

“Next time I’d rather you stay in, if I had a choice. It’s a bitter ending to something that felt…intensely personal.”

“You’re talking turned me on, and I couldn’t calm down. You don’t want to get pregnant. I had to pull out.”

“I probably won’t conceive anyway. There is a reason I’m an only child.”

He stopped what he was doing, and looked at her. “What do you mean, Katja?”

“Well both my grandmother and my mother only had one kid, and lost all their others but only after years of trying. I’ll probably have equal difficulty.”

“I’m sorry, Katja.”

“I don’t want to talk about.” She said, and sat up because suddenly she wanted to sit on his lap and be as close to him as possible.

“You don’t like thinking of uncomfortable things, do you?” He said, and weaved his fingers in her hair when she came to him. She shrugged, letting that be his answer. “Do you want me to take your mind off it, and this time stay in you when I finish?”

“Several times,” she said honestly. The novelty of fucking wasn’t about to get old anytime soon. She was ready for more vigor, and proved it by reaching down between her legs to stroke him as she sat on his lap.

8

Katja was sitting down for breakfast with her father, and Sir Cragged was long gone. He began his trip home before dawn, and Katja was relieved not to have to see him. Her father was uncharacteristically quiet, and Katja wondered if he was nervous she’d raise hell while refusing to marry Sir Cragged. However, Felix warned her to say nothing, and so she held her tongue while stubbornly refusing to look at her father.

Their silence was interrupted when Felix came into the room with his firm grasp clinched around Annett’s arm. He forced Annett forward to approach Cade. “Tell him.” Felix demanded of Annett.

“Tell me what?” Her father said with stern eyes narrowed in on Annett.

Annett looked extremely guilty as she glanced at Katja, before facing her father. Felix poked Annett so she would begin. She jumped, and immediately said, “Sir Cragged came into Katja’s room last night.” She gave a sidelong leer to Katja before adding, “And later…I heard the unmistakable sounds of immoral fornication.”

Katja’s mouth dropped. Instantly, she felt betrayed, embarrassed, and exposed. She couldn’t believe Annett would tell her father something like this, which would have grave consequences. She quickly turned to her father, and her panic only intensified. He was an angry red, his jaw was clinched tight, and a vein in his forehead throbbed. “Father, no!”

“Did you sleep with him before marriage?”

“NO!” She looked at Annett, pleading silently and desperately that she’d take back her words. However, her servant didn’t even look at Katja to express an apology. Annett’s certainty seemed so genuine that her father surely believed Annett, and Katja couldn’t do anything other than shake. There was no way she could lie her way out of not sleeping with someone before marriage, and admitting it wasn’t Sir Cragged but Felix wasn’t something she was willing to do. In fact, it would make the situation worse.

“YOU’RE LYING TO ME! DON’T LIE TO ME!” Cade’s booming voice filled the room. Katja flinched, sure he would reach over the table and strangle her at any moment.

“Father I swear it’s not true!” Katja turned to Annett and Felix again. “Felix. Say something. Tell him it’s not true.” She wanted him to say it was impossible because he’d been watching over her all night, but Felix spoke over her.

“There are ways of finding out if she is lying. Send for a doctor and be certain.” Felix said. Katja gasped, realizing that all that time he was wanting inside of her was so he’d had proof she’d been deflowered. She stood up and slapped him hard across the cheek.

“SIT DOWN KATJA!” Her father demanded. “I will not send for anyone, and have my name disgraced. I will do no such thing.” Cade glowered at Katja. “You have ruined me! You couldn’t wait three days to find this man’s bed? You’re a whore!”

“FATHER!” She pleaded desperately.

Cade jumped up from his chair, and posed his hand to strike her cheek, but when he swung, Felix immediately captured his wrist. The two men looked as if they would brawl on the table, but then Felix spoke sternly and low, “You hired me to protect her. I will safeguard her even from you. Touch her, and I will break your hands.” Her father swallowed, and looked away. When Felix released him, he added, “Ask your daughter if she enjoyed Sir Cragged’s company or if he left her crying. If she never wanted him, her mistake was Annett’s for leaving him with her in the first place.”

“What are you doing?” Annett spat.

Cade’s head snapped onto Katja. She was dizzy trying to keep up with Felix, who obviously thought this conversation through. Her father’s grief instantly speckled his face with white blotches as the color drained from his flesh. Suddenly he looked defeated and broken when he whispered, “I already know she didn’t want him.”