The Devil's Good Intentions (14 page)

“
Let’s try this again” he bit out hoarsely as he pushed her legs back up and waited for her to take them into her grasp.

When she did, he proceeded to stir her juices again with his finger, sporting a satisfied grin on his face.

Katherine was embarrassed of her arousal and wished he would stop looking at it and stirring it about. She closed her eyes and wondered if he would grant her a mercy if she let him know just how uncomfortable he was making her feel. She felt like a freak, a wanton even. There was no way he couldn’t be mocking her now. It was disgusting how she would find the excitement of being spanked so arousing that she would cum in the process. She was ashamed and felt no better than a whore, and she was sure that even they would scoff at her. The humiliation of him discovering just how much he excited her made her want to crawl into a hole and die. The only reason why she was obeying him now instead of curling into a ball was because she was convinced he would repeat the spanking, giving her the opportunity to shame herself further. Warm tears trickled down her face, but in order to hide them she would have to let go of her legs. She was completely exposed to him – body, emotions and shame. He continued to stir around her juices but did nothing else. She refused to open her eyes to witness his rejection of her. Now he was simply amusing himself, probably gloating that he could turn his wife into a desperate wanton.

She flinched when she felt his other hand gently cup her cheek and his thumb tenderly wipe away her tears. She shook her head no and tried to turn her face away from him, but he gently cupped her beneath the chin and pulled her face back.

“
You are so beautiful, Cara. If you didn’t react to me like this” he smoothed her juices across her mound to emphasize what he meant “then we would not be compatible. Your body honours me by demonstrating just how much it is pleased by my touch. I am not a gentle man when it comes to my desires and without your body reassuring me that it is pleased with how I handle you, I would be the one feeling shamed.”

He bent down and ran his tongue from her core, slowly up to her bud to end with his kiss before continuing.

Despite her shame, her body flinched and an involuntary moan escaped her lips.

“
People get off on a lot worse, my Love. I get off on a lot worse. If the feeling is pleasurable then it cannot be wrong and there is no one who can convince me otherwise. I can gently make love to a woman; however it is just enough pleasure to get me from point A to point B and nothing more than that. If gentle love making is what you desire of me, I will comply out of duty, but truth be told I would soon start to wander.”

Her eyes shot open and if looks could kill he would have been struck down at that very moment. Now that she had accepted her marriage and learned the pleasures of love making, she could cry at the thought of him even holding another woman more or less crying out that woman’s name in the heat of passion, rather than hers.

He grinned when he saw the fury in her eyes and then cocked his eyebrow at her in challenge.

“
Set your foolish insecurities aside and simply accept your desires for what they are. Your insecurities are getting in the way of my pleasure and that is the real crime.”

With that, he lowered his mouth once again to her mound and started drinking her up like a starved man. She cried out at the sudden onslaught and then gasped when his fingers found themselves inside of her once again. This time when she felt the tip of his finger wiggle into her anus, she flinched but did not release her legs. He was moving the tip of his finger in and out of her anus at the same pace that he was moving his fingers in and out of her pussy, all the while licking and sucking up her juices. She hardly recognized her own voice as she panted out her desire and pleaded with him, for what she didn’t know. The muscles in her pussy and in her anus clenched up and when he nipped down on her bud and sucked it into his mouth, she cried out at the intensity of the orgasm that came over her.

When her vision came back and her body stopped twitching, she found herself being grabbed and pulled back onto his lap.

“
That’s much better” he growled at her before crushing his lips against hers and forcing his tongue into her mouth.

She could taste herself on his tongue and shivered at the eroticism of it. When he released her mouth, he lifted her up and spun her around. She vaguely noticed that his pants were no longer on and that he was sitting on his heels with his knees holding his balance. He placed her hands on the edge of the seat and then pulled her hips back and lifted them. Just when she figured out what he meant to do, he did it. Lowering her down, he thrusted up at the same time, impaling her with his engorged cock. She cried out “Yes” at the impact as he thrusted his hips forward, impaling her again and again. She met each thrust with her own and together they cried out their pleasure as they thrashed about. She could feel herself bruising already as they each fought for deeper penetration. She gasped as his hand circle around her throat and pulled her back into him so her back was pressed against his chest and her cheek was held to his. He wrapped his other hand around her stomach to hold her there firmly and then turned them to face the door. He gently squeezed her neck and kissed her cheek before sliding his hand from her throat to the back of her head. She could feel his cock twitching inside of her and in turn her pussy muscles tensed around him. He gripped a fistful of hair and then pushed her face onto the floor.

“
Stay” He growled out to her as he spread her knees further apart. Gripping onto her hips, he started to thrust with wild abandon.

She couldn’t determine if there was more pleasure or pain to this assault, but certainly knew that it was her submissive pose that fed his hunger. She felt the sting of a slap on her butt cheek and cried out when she felt it again.

“
Are you going to hide yourself from me again Katherine?” He ground out as he spanked her again.

“
No!” She gasped out as he gripped her butt cheek in his hand and squeezed.

She could feel his sack slapping against her slit as he continued to thrust violently into her. Leaning over her, he started grinding his pelvis in a round rocking motion. He placed both of his hands on either side of her head as he brought his lips to her ear. She squeezed her eyes shut and shuddered at the action.

“
Your mine now, Katherine.” He whispered into her ear in that velvety tone that spoke of dominance and power. “Your body cums when I want it to cum, no matter what I am doing to you at the time.”

She shivered at the possessiveness in his tone and the ownership he was claiming over her. “When we are dressed and civilized your body’s actions are your own, but when the need arises, your body is purely mine.”

He grabbed a fistful of her hair again and lowered his lips again so that she could feel them against her earlobe as he continued to lay claim on her.

“
Your pleasure is my pleasure, without it this is pointless.” He pulled back his hips so just the tip of his shaft remained inside of her.

She cried out when she thought he would pull out all together and then moaned when he thrust himself back in.

“
Have I ever failed in pleasuring you Katherine?”

“
No” she whispered out.

“
Do you trust me to know your own pleasure better than you do?”

“
Yes” She moaned out as he started to slowly move within her.

He licked along the ridge of her earlobe and then nipped it before straightening up again.

~

He needed to reassure her that being a submissive during sex was not about her being weak minded. When he had seen the tears flowing down her cheeks and the anguish on her face, he wanted to die. He knew exactly what was going through her mind and it was him who had orchestrated the whole thing. The only thing he had not planned on was for her to feel so shamed by it. He purposely made her cum while spanking her. He was building up her endorphins and feeding her lust, he knew that the combination of pleasure and pain would lead to where it did. He knew more about her body than she did and used that knowledge to extract the reactions that he wanted from her with practiced manipulation. Being master of her body and mind while in the heat of passion is an orgasmic experience of its own. There is no greater pleasure than that for him. Her body reacted beautifully to his dominance over her, but her stubborn mind still fought to take that pleasure from both of them and turn it into something ugly. He could not allow it. She needed to feel comfortable in her own skin and the only way she would do that is to give over her complete trust to him and admit to herself that her pleasure was nothing to be ashamed of. If she came, it was because he made her and he would never inflict anything upon her to cause humiliation.

“
Who’s in control right now” he growled out to her as he gripped onto her hips and thrust himself into her.

“
You are” She ground out as she squeezed her eyes shut again.

“
Who do you belong to Katherine” He growled out through gritted teeth as his cock twitched for release.

She moaned out her exotic siren as his cocked swelled within her.

He needed, even craved to hear her say it.

“
Tell me who you belong to!” He bellowed out while smacking her butt cheek, knowing that the initial sting of the smack would drown out all modesty.

“
You!” She cried out and then moaned as his thrusts quickened.

He reached around and waited.

“
Me what?” he ground out as his body started to twitch.

“
I belong to you Salvador” she moaned out.

Her pussy clenched around his cock and started milking the seed out of him without him being able to control it.

“
Don’t you ever forget it” He threatened her as he roared his release and pinched her nub to give her hers. They both lost themselves in wild abandon and then found themselves lying next to each other on the floor, breathing heavily as perspiration dripped from every surface of their bodies.

Rather than dress her, he chose to worship her instead.

When she tried to sit up to grab for her dress, he gently pushed her back down.

“
When did you spread my cape on the floor?” she panted out between her heavy breaths.

“
At the same time as I took leave of my breaches” he managed to get out as his breathing tried to regulate.

“
Oh” she panted out. “And when was that?”

He chuckled as he remembered her struggling to recover her wits as he kissed her till she was struggling for air, and then laid there on the bench gasping for breath as she tried to figure out what had just happened.

“
When I slipped to the floor.” He drawled lazily while turning to his side and prompting his head up on his elbow.

“
My dress?” She asked with an utter look of confusion on her face.

“
When I pulled you on to my lap and turned you around.”

“
Oh” She still looked confused.

He leaned down and kissed a nipple to hide his grin. He loved that he could turn her world upside down to the point that she couldn't decipher which way is up.

She looked lovely, naked and sprawled out on top of her fur. The whole time her face was pressed into the floor, she had not registered that it was in fact her fur that she was being pressed into. It just went to show just how utterly his she really was. The only thing that existed to her in the throws of passion was him.

“
Roll onto your stomach, Cara.” He cooed to her as he gave her nipple one last peck.

When she was on her stomach, he gently straddled her tender frame and then proceeded to kneed out and smooth every muscle on her body. By the time he had finished his massage, she was fast asleep and almost purring.

When he was dressed and seated again, he managed to re-dress her, scoop her up onto his lap and proceed to eat the jerky and drink his glass of wine with one hand.

He scowled at the thought that she was not eating enough and could only blame himself. They had made a habit of making love through supper time and being the devil that he was, he would make sure that his wife was sufficiently sated by the time he was through with her. He made a mental note to feed her before seducing her. Seducing her, ha! More like pouncing on her! He loved to see the confusion on her face and then the widening of her eyes and of course, the telltale gasp when she would realize what he was about. Oh this was going to be an interesting marriage.