Nothing about the situation was in my favor and I cursed myself for not knowing better. I shouldn’t have started this risky conversation with him when I was still naked in bed with him. Of course, I didn’t think that this conversation would end in such a disaster. Even as he stared down at me, I didn’t know why Bradon was suddenly so angry. Did I say something to offend him?“I thought you would be much smarter than this, Dahlia,” he said solemnly with a slow shake of his head. My lips and throat went dry as I wondered how I could possibly get myself out of this situation. Although I didn’t know what I had done wrong to trigger such a reaction in him, I was certain that I was going to be punished thoroughly for it. I should just make a run for it…“Where do you think you’re going?” he said as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back. I felt the softness of the bed against the front of my bodyas I laid on my belly on the bed and then I felt his grip on my wrists. A cr
“Ahhh…” I moaned as my effort to keep it in failed. Bradon told me that I made the mistake of coming back. If he was referring to the fact that I returned to this country, then his regret must be related to how I left this country in the past. It still didn’t make any sense to me no matter how hard I thought about it because Bradon had nothing to do with my decision to leave the country in the first place. What does he mean when he said that he let me go? Why was it a mistake to him?“It must be so easy for you to forget. Anything that isn’t convenient for you, you’ll just forget it, isn't that right, Dahlia?” he accused me tauntingly. The tone of his voice was dark and tinged with malice and some emotions that I couldn't identify or understand. He sounded hurt but at the same time, there was so much hatred in his voice as well. “That’s not true…” I whispered in response. If the horrid memories were so easy for me to forget, then I wouldn’t feel this raging need for me to get rev
Bradon reared his hips back before slamming his cock all the way back into my sopping wet cunt. “Ahh! Bradon…please…it's so…rough…” I pleaded before letting out another cry of ecstasy from his cock pounding directly against my pleasure spot. “It’s not enough yet…” he said.“Ahh…Ahhh!” I moaned and cried out until my throat stung and my voice sounded hoarse. Bradon clearly had not had enough and continued ramming his cock in and out of my love hole. I eventually reached my climax and came while whimpering his name. Bradon jerked his cock out of my hole as he flipped me onto my back. In one swift movement, he lifted my thighs and spread them widely apart before he settled in between my legs. While I was still lost in the aftereffects of my orgasm, Bradon shoved his thick rod all the way into my flooded hole. “Wrap your legs around me…” he instructed. I was in no state to do what he wanted no matter how much I wanted to comply with his wish. My entire body felt heavy and I felt exha
My chest clenched as I continued staring up at his massive cock. Bradon let out an amused chuckle at my reaction but that wasn’t a sign that his mood had improved at all. He placed his hand behind the back of my head before pushing my head forward, urging my face and lips closer to his cock. Bradon kept his hand at the back of my head as his other hand guided his erect pole to my lips. I could smell his manly scent as the swollen head of his cock approached my mouth. I parted my lips and my tongue slowly slipped out to meet the tip of his cock. “Dahlia…” Bradon moaned my name when I began slowly flicking the tip of my tongue against the head of his love stick.I could already taste his precum as his scent filled my senses. My tongue swirled around the swollen head of his cock faster as I felt it twitching from pleasure. “Put it inside your mouth,” he instructed impatiently. “Mhmm…” I made a sound in my throat after taking his cock into my mouth. His manly taste filled my mouth alo
I shook my head slightly to myself before letting out a soft sigh as I placed a hand over my lower abdomen. The throbbing ache that I felt there told me that this might actually be worse than when we first started. Bradon didn’t just revert to his old self, it was much worse now than before. His mood had gotten darker and so did the way that he ravished my body. Every night Bradon would visit my bedroom without fail and we would end up doing it until I could no longer go on. When I wake up the following morning, he would be gone and everything would feel like a twisted and perverted nightmare. Only the love marks and the ache between my legs lived on as proof of our steamy nightly affairs. “Master Bradon told me to let you know that he will be back early to have dinner with you today,” Bella said as if it was supposed to be a good thing. “Ok…” I murmured emotionlessly. “Is there something that I can help you with? The weather is so nice today so I was thinking that it might be fun
Everything about the book looked ordinary and nothing should have caught my attention; however, something about the cursive golden letters on the cover of the book looked strangely familiar. It can’t be…I opened the book to its first page as I felt my hands shaking slightly. Although I wasn’t sure what I was expecting to see, I knew from the way that my heart hammered loudly in my chest that I was expecting something either meaningful or unusual. My throat felt constricted as I stared at the neat yet elaborate cursive handwritten message on the dedication page of the book. ‘In remembrance of the games we used to play together all night long…’I gasped in shock as I dropped the book from my hands as if it had suddenly caught on fire. That was just how shocked I was at what I had just read. Bella let out a small cry as she bent down to retrieve the book that I had dropped. No one must see this…“No, don't! I mean…I’ll get it myself…thank you…” I quickly called out to stop her. Bel
I smiled when I thought of how well she had managed to follow my instructions as well as how adorable she was when she expressed her concerns for me. There are always some kind of motive or explanation behind people’s actions and I knew very well what intentions were behind this submissive act of mine. “You’re here,” Bradon said softly when his eyes fell on me.I could just take my seat on the opposite side of the table from him as expected or I could do something a little bit more interesting. Although sex with Bradon was always satisfying and impressive regardless of how rough it could be at times, handling him as he acted like a lusty beast in my bed at night had become something more like a chore rather than a spontaneous thrillful ride filled with entertainment. It also bothered me that I wasn’t sure what exactly he was doing it for. I was certain that there were some ulterior motives behind his actions that extended beyond him taking pleasure in dominating me while we had awes
“Let’s take turns. I want to feed you now,” I said as I took the fork back from his hand. Bradon frowned slightly at me to show his slight disapparoval but he did not stop me when I began feeding him. I got some sauce on his lips which gave me the opportunity to lightly dab at his lips with a napkin. His blue eyes looked so alluring and captivating as he looked back at me. My heart clenched tightly in my chest and I wondered if things may be different between us had we met under different circumstances as more normal people without any of our complex past. Wistful thinking wans’t going to change anything, though. “Bradon…” I called his name softly to get his attention.“What is it?” he asked dryly the way that I expected that he would. “What does a person need in order to survive?” I asked. “Food, water, clothing, sleep, and shelter. The basic necessities for a human to survive,” he replied as if reciting from a book. I nodded my head slightly a couple of times to show him that