Hearing him something broke inside her but she couldn't even blame him because she herself decided to enter this contract marriage. She herself signed those contract papers before taking those vows of eternal love, respect, loyalty and support with him.
"Pero quiero poseerte. Ya no quiero este estúpido contrato." She said in her slightly angry and raised voice adding fuel to his irritation and anger. (Translation: But I want to o-own you. I don't want this stupid contract anymore.) "No puedes decidir nada. Yo tengo la ventaja aquí y tú simplemente estás necesitado, en la bruma estás diciendo tonterías." He said and tightened his hand around her throat. (Translation: You don't get to decide anything. I have the upper hand here and you are just needy, in the haze you are speaking nonsense.) "Sí, entonces fóllame para que pueda volver a mis sentidos." Eleanor let out again going back to her submissive form in front of him because what he said was true. (Translation: Yes, then fuck me so I can come back to my senses.) She was really needy at that time and his disappearance for two weeks added more to it. Hearing her Zavier loosened his hold this time because he knew what she wanted and struck the right chord. He placed both of his hands on the arms of the chair and gestured with his eyes to do her work. As soon as she got the signal she sprang into action immediately as if she was dying for this moment. A thick emotion of desire and lust covered her green eyes and her manicured nails went to open the button of his pants. Slowly and sensually opening the button of his pants she unzipped the zipper turning her gaze to Zavier who was blankly looking at her. Her hand went to touch him but instantly his hand shot out and grabbed it startling her. He pushed her away from his lap confusing her but his next action cleared all of her confusions away. He placed his hand on her hand and pulled her down on her knees, manspreading in front of her. She greedily looked at his crotch while he pulled his shaft out for her greedy eyes. Her thick, long and veiny shaft never fails to make her jump in excitement. She seductively wrapped her long and slender fingers around his shaft but earned no response from her. She couldn't deny it was always dry from his side like he doesn't even want it but the truth was he couldn't feel anything or more more like he didn't want to feel after that incident in America. Eleanor moved her fingers up and down in a rhythm at his girth sending jolts to his body but still he didn't feel that excitement which he should feel after her actions. He never felt the same after returning back from America which makes him frustrated many times. Eleanor was about to place her lips on the tip of his girth but he grabbed her jaw in a firm grip halting her. She looked up at him with questioning eyes. He pressed his fingers at her cheeks without saying, forced open her mouth. "Boca abierta, lengua fuera." He said in his dominant voice which made her comply immediately and she opened her mouth with her tongue sticking out. (Translation: Mouth open, tongue out.) He spat in her mouth earning a moan from her, his action turned her on and she swallowed his spit latching her lips at the tip of his girth. She gave a few kitten licks to the tip of his girth and soon started sucking it but instead of feeling pleasure he started feeling frustrated and irritated. He grabbed her head and started pushing her down on him completely wanting to feel pleasure. His hips buckled and started to move up in a rhythm fucking her mouth but felt nothing but disgust. He started pushing her more down on his length reaching till her throat which made her chock and gag while her saliva coated his entire girth but it still failed to give him the pleasure he needed for a long time. He started fucking her mouth ruthlessly while mascara from her eyes started smudging due to her tears staining her cheeks black while she was enjoying the dominance he was showing on her. When he didn't feel satisfied he grabbed her by her hair and made her stand up at her feet. He grabbed her waist and made her sit on the mahogany desk where his files were scattered. He pushed all the files away frustratingly and grabbed her throat pushing her down at the table. When she laid flat at the table the cool surface made a chill to run down her spine and she shivered due to feeling cold. Without wasting any time he pushed her dress up collecting it at her waist revealing her red lace panty. Impatiently he tore her lacy panty under her and pushed his entire length in her already wet core earning a pleasurable scream from her. His actions were rough and dominating as usual. He didn't give her any time to adjust to his length and started pounding into her at a perfect pace and rhythm simultaneously. "Aah...papi...más duro..." Eleanor breathed out while her eyes shut closed due to the little pain coming with pleasure. (Translation: Aah...daddy...harder...) Zavier's jaw tightened and he started pounding into her ruthlessly earning more moans from her but he still didn't feel any pleasure and it started to feel like a work load to him. He pulled his shaft out of her hole and grabbed her hair pulling her down from the table. He made her sit on the chair on which he was sitting a while ago and spread her legs as wide as possible exposing her clean shaved woman hood to his stormy grey eyes. He could see her own wetness coating her clit and dripping down her thighs. He grabbed her thighs and raised her waist a little up which made her head to kran completely against the chair and now she was more vulnerable and exposed to him. He tucked her legs at the arms of the chair and lined his length against her entrance. He rubbed his tip in her clit up and down for a few times and then pushed in her wet hole in a single go. "Aaahh... no puedo soportarlo..." she moaned out in pain because he was penetrating her till her core that she started feeling a little pain. (Translation: Aaahh... I can't take it...) "Cállate y tómalo como una perra necesitada que eres." He growled out making her flinch because he was already frustrated. (Translation: Shut up and take it like a needy little bitch you are.) She knew he was frustrated but didn't know why because whenever they get intimate he always seems to be frustrated and becomes too rough with her and sometimes it becomes unbearable for her. She didn't even have the courage to ask him what was bothering him but he always let out his pent up frustration at her with his dominant and rough actions. Zavier started thrusting her deeper and deeper that she immediately reached her high and her mouth formed in O shape. "Aah...papi...ya voy..." She announced ready to release her orgasam but before she could he stopped her. (Translation: Aah...daddy... I'm coming...) "Aguanta hasta que te ordene que vengas." He spat and thrust off his two thick fingers inside her mouth pushing them back till her throat. (Translation: Hold it in until I command you to come.) She shook her head in denial which made him pull his fingers out of her mouth earning fits of cough from her. He slapped at her exposed womanhood earning a loud moan from her. "No, no puedo aguantar más." She said in her sultry whining voice but he was not ready to accept disobedience. (Translation: No I cant h-hold it any longer.) "Atrévete a venir sin mi permiso y mira qué te hago." He said in his stern no nonsense tone. (Translation: Dare you come without my permission and see what I will do to you.) Eleanor tried her best not to release but she couldn't do anything in front of her quivering body and gave in. She had a mind blowing orgasm and now Zavier will blow her mind for sure. When she came down from her high she opened her eyes and saw his blank face in front of her. He pulled his shaft out of her hole making more liquid to gush out of it. She bit her lower lips nervously knowing she made a grave mistake by disobeying him and he will surely punish her for it because he hates disobedience. He walked away from there which made her confused so she sat straight and saw him sitting on the couch against the glass wall. She looked at him with her lustful eyes while his face was blank as usual. "Ven aquí." He commanded in his authoritative voice scaring her. (Translation: Come here.) She slowly and carefully stood up from the chair and lifted her foot to walk towards him but he showed his palm to her halting her dead in her track. "Banda!" Again his commanding and unbeatable voice came and she didn't think twice before discarding her dress away from her body turning stark naked just like the day she was born. (Translation: Strip!) "Ahora ven aquí arrastrándote a cuatro patas." He commanded and shame engulfed her at his blunt demand. (Translation: Now come here crawling on your fours.) Eleanor hesitantly sat on the floor on her knees and the cold floor sent shivers through her entire body. She gulped and slowly placed her palms against the pavement looking up at him. He could clearly see her completely vulnerable and exposed in front of him. Her breasts jingled down while her body was exposed to cool air with goosebumps all over her body due to shame and cold but still the sight didn't excite or turned him on. She slowly crawled towards him while he waited for her patiently. As soon as she reached there he grabbed her hair threading his thick fingers between her hair and turned her around so that her back was facing him. He pushed her face down at the floor with her cheek pressed against the cold pavement and her bottom in the air. He stood up at his feet and bending down he penetrated her from behind earning a scream from her. "Aa...ahhhh...." She screamed a little loudly, her voice echoing against the walls of his cabin but didn't travel out due to the soundproof technology. She stretched her hands back and tried to grab his thighs for support but he slapped her hands away holding them tightly in his hold not letting her touch him. He started thrusting into her deeply and madly due to rage. Her face and body turned completely red which she slapped her butt cheeks earning moans and groans from her. His thrusts started to turn sloppy and deeper while her clit throbbed due to her orgasm near. He tried to get his release too so hard but couldn't so he pulled out of her leaving her slumped on the floor squirting. When she came down from her high she laid there in the puddle of her own mess while he cleaned his shaft with wet wipes discarding them in the dustbin and tucked himself back properly like nothing sinful happened there at all. He went back to his chair and picked up the file from the floor walking towards that personal room of his in the office while she laid there trying to catch her breath. She saw his being oblivious to all the things that happened between them so she also wore her dress back and made herself presentable. Then she cleaned the embarrassing mess of hers by herself and left from there too getting what she wanted for a long time. Soon some cleaners entered his cabin and cleaned the remaining mess.Madrid, Spain. The sky was black tranquility. The starry night sky was glimmering, darkened and in some places flickered with almost indescribable cosmic beauty. There was a certain softness in that night, it was the softness that called body and brain to rest and let the heart go to its steady rhythm. Everyone was returning back to their homes, their safe places.In that city there was a huge mansion of the infamous Fernandez brothers. The mansion was illuminated by many beautiful lightenings and it looked like a real palace in the darkness of the night and didn't lack in showing its royalty as well as the darkness. The aura alone of the mansion was screaming the darkness captured in Fernandez brothers' hearts for the outer world.The Fernandez brothers, their name was enough to make anyone shiver out of fear because for the outer world they were still the same merciless bastards but for the family they were the best men anyone could ever ask for. They were the best, be it husbands,
In the chilly midnight a muscular and tanned body was sprawled at the bed with the sheets covering the body till the torso. The masculine body was clearly showing the hard work that man does daily to maintain his body. He was sleeping soundly and suddenly a knock erupted on the door of his room but it didn't bother the man sleeping at the bed. Another knock appeared at the door and it was enough for his deep slumber to break. He groaned when the sound of knocking fell into his ears and he shuffled at his place. He tried to sleep again shrugging all the things but then the knocks became constant which annoyed him and he sprang up from his bed. Getting down he took large steps towards the door of his room and opened it with a loud thud ready to yell at the person who disturbed his precious sleep but the person who was at the other side of the door pushed his at his shoulder and walked passed him inside the room. That person flicked the lights of the room on blinding the eyes of that m
Mexico City. There was a blaring music going on in the background. Nude lighting were illuminated in the whole dark room. Everyone was dancing and enjoying their night off. Sweaty bodies were sticking to each other like leeches and horny people trying to find someone for themselves to spend their night with. No one approached anyone without the intention of getting laid. Everyone was there with a purpose so does the man with stormy grey eyes. He was sitting in the VIP room upstairs looking down at everyone with his cold, dark and calculative grey orbs. Like everyone else he also had a purpose of coming into that club, full of sexually frustrated people but his reason was not the same. He was waiting for someone to show up, who was unknown of his dark presence in the club. He wanted to give that man his special visit and for it he himself came here to show what it feels like when death comes right in front of you. He was intently looking down at the ground floor with his keen eyes o
A painful scream echoed through the walls of the dark room. It seemed like someone was being tortured from days and just wanted to be free from all it but the tormentor of that person was not ready to let them have some easy death. After few seconds, another painful scream echoed in the room again and then suddenly the lights flicked on illuminating the room. The man who was the victim was tied to a chair and his battered up face was looking so horrible that it could make a person puke at him. His eyes black, blue and swollen, his lips busted and mouth bleeding, his jaw bruised and his face was unrecognizable. He whimpered when he looked down at his body which was full of deep cuts and wounds.Suddenly shiny shoes came into his vision which made his to raise his head and his eyes came in contact with the pair of stormy grey eyes. His body started trembling and whimpers started to escape his mouth. All he wanted was to die at that moment but the merciless, emotionless man standing in
The new day, always brings new hopes, opportunity or sorrows in everyone's life but sometimes it doesn't bring anything new to someone's life. The same blank day, blank life and blank future that was what Zavier was living for: Blankness. He doesn't know what the motive of him is living on the planet when he has no one to live for, no one to care for and no one who cares for him. He has no one to call as his, he didn't possess any relationship in his whole life. He just knows one and only thing that he has to ruin The Fernandez family anyhow. Their name, their fame, their happiness, their family and for that he can go to any extent. His loneliness was a never ending saga because all he knows is to push away everything and everyone away from him as if he was tired of everything but the truth is that he never took interest in anything in the first place except the revenge from The Fernandez family. That's something he knows very well loathing their existence. When he got to know tha
Hearing him something broke inside her but she couldn't even blame him because she herself decided to enter this contract marriage. She herself signed those contract papers before taking those vows of eternal love, respect, loyalty and support with him. "Pero quiero poseerte. Ya no quiero este estúpido contrato." She said in her slightly angry and raised voice adding fuel to his irritation and anger. (Translation: But I want to o-own you. I don't want this stupid contract anymore.) "No puedes decidir nada. Yo tengo la ventaja aquí y tú simplemente estás necesitado, en la bruma estás diciendo tonterías." He said and tightened his hand around her throat. (Translation: You don't get to decide anything. I have the upper hand here and you are just needy, in the haze you are speaking nonsense.) "Sí, entonces fóllame para que pueda volver a mis sentidos." Eleanor let out again going back to her submissive form in front of him because what he said was true. (Translation: Yes, the
The new day, always brings new hopes, opportunity or sorrows in everyone's life but sometimes it doesn't bring anything new to someone's life. The same blank day, blank life and blank future that was what Zavier was living for: Blankness. He doesn't know what the motive of him is living on the planet when he has no one to live for, no one to care for and no one who cares for him. He has no one to call as his, he didn't possess any relationship in his whole life. He just knows one and only thing that he has to ruin The Fernandez family anyhow. Their name, their fame, their happiness, their family and for that he can go to any extent. His loneliness was a never ending saga because all he knows is to push away everything and everyone away from him as if he was tired of everything but the truth is that he never took interest in anything in the first place except the revenge from The Fernandez family. That's something he knows very well loathing their existence. When he got to know tha
A painful scream echoed through the walls of the dark room. It seemed like someone was being tortured from days and just wanted to be free from all it but the tormentor of that person was not ready to let them have some easy death. After few seconds, another painful scream echoed in the room again and then suddenly the lights flicked on illuminating the room. The man who was the victim was tied to a chair and his battered up face was looking so horrible that it could make a person puke at him. His eyes black, blue and swollen, his lips busted and mouth bleeding, his jaw bruised and his face was unrecognizable. He whimpered when he looked down at his body which was full of deep cuts and wounds.Suddenly shiny shoes came into his vision which made his to raise his head and his eyes came in contact with the pair of stormy grey eyes. His body started trembling and whimpers started to escape his mouth. All he wanted was to die at that moment but the merciless, emotionless man standing in
Mexico City. There was a blaring music going on in the background. Nude lighting were illuminated in the whole dark room. Everyone was dancing and enjoying their night off. Sweaty bodies were sticking to each other like leeches and horny people trying to find someone for themselves to spend their night with. No one approached anyone without the intention of getting laid. Everyone was there with a purpose so does the man with stormy grey eyes. He was sitting in the VIP room upstairs looking down at everyone with his cold, dark and calculative grey orbs. Like everyone else he also had a purpose of coming into that club, full of sexually frustrated people but his reason was not the same. He was waiting for someone to show up, who was unknown of his dark presence in the club. He wanted to give that man his special visit and for it he himself came here to show what it feels like when death comes right in front of you. He was intently looking down at the ground floor with his keen eyes o
In the chilly midnight a muscular and tanned body was sprawled at the bed with the sheets covering the body till the torso. The masculine body was clearly showing the hard work that man does daily to maintain his body. He was sleeping soundly and suddenly a knock erupted on the door of his room but it didn't bother the man sleeping at the bed. Another knock appeared at the door and it was enough for his deep slumber to break. He groaned when the sound of knocking fell into his ears and he shuffled at his place. He tried to sleep again shrugging all the things but then the knocks became constant which annoyed him and he sprang up from his bed. Getting down he took large steps towards the door of his room and opened it with a loud thud ready to yell at the person who disturbed his precious sleep but the person who was at the other side of the door pushed his at his shoulder and walked passed him inside the room. That person flicked the lights of the room on blinding the eyes of that m
Madrid, Spain. The sky was black tranquility. The starry night sky was glimmering, darkened and in some places flickered with almost indescribable cosmic beauty. There was a certain softness in that night, it was the softness that called body and brain to rest and let the heart go to its steady rhythm. Everyone was returning back to their homes, their safe places.In that city there was a huge mansion of the infamous Fernandez brothers. The mansion was illuminated by many beautiful lightenings and it looked like a real palace in the darkness of the night and didn't lack in showing its royalty as well as the darkness. The aura alone of the mansion was screaming the darkness captured in Fernandez brothers' hearts for the outer world.The Fernandez brothers, their name was enough to make anyone shiver out of fear because for the outer world they were still the same merciless bastards but for the family they were the best men anyone could ever ask for. They were the best, be it husbands,