CATHERINE
The suspense was killing me. Ares would fuck me and leave, only to come back to take me again.
I can’t discern him, and each time my heart would race when I feel him grab my thigh and shove his cock into me, and I’d welcome him like a needy slut.
Just one touch and I would be undone, my body demanding more. It has gotten worse; before I could fight it and give myself some level ground, but now I succumb quickly. The next thing I know, I’m cumming everywhere as if my body needed him
I’m aching all over, and my head is pounding. Most of the time, I can’t make out anything until I feel him inside me. My position changed somewhere along the line, my boobs pressing into the bed, my hips in the air, a smack colliding with my throbbing ass multiple times, matching the pace of his hard thrust.
Ares fucked me like I was an object of his desire, proving he could have me however and whenever he wanted.
I could tell by the way he manhandled me that he’s still mad at me, and I’m too. A perfect combination that was gonna destroy us both. I’m too stubborn to let this stop, and Ares still hasn’t had his fill.
I shivered when I felt his hot semen running down my thighs, shivering when he ran his finger to shove it back in, or used his cock to make sure I didn’t waste any.
I’m heaving, my body numb, and the only thing reminding me that I still had my body with me was Ares pulsing inside me. I have been fucked in the nastiest way possible, to the point I disconnected with myself.
Just when I thought it would go on forever, I heard the cuff come off, feeling the blindfold next, and the mouth gag.
As Ares hovered above me, I could feel his sweat linking with mine. His scent had hastened, but what overpowered it was the sex.
Ares picked me up, taking me to what I assumed was the bathroom. He took me to the toilet first to pee, and I couldn’t even bother about being embarrassed; I was too weak for that.
I flinched when I felt the cold bath. I still didn’t open my eyes, passing out for a few minutes until I felt Ares taking off my wig, freeing my hair.
When he began washing my hair, I couldn’t stay awake anymore, but I was again when I felt my feet on his, and the towel cleaning my body. I opened my eyes, then looked at the mirror to see us.
I clung to him like a second skin as he dried my hair with the dryer. His body was still wet, which meant he had taken his bath too.
Did he get in the tub with me?
Ares set the dryer down and opened the cabinet. "Let me see."
With my hands braced on his ribcages, I reclined just enough for him to see my face. He applied something to the bruise that was no longer hurting as much.
"W-What d-did you do to him?" I stuttered, barely able to speak without my jaw feeling like it was about to come off.
"I hope you kicked his ass."
His lips twitched, finding amusement in my words. "Lean down on the counter."
I did, moaning. Ares applied something between my legs that was cool. After he was done with that area, he applied another ointment to my ass.
I don’t know how to feel right now.
An hour ago, he treated me like a doll for pleasure, and now he was acting like the loveliest husband on the planet. Sex aftercare was foreign to me, and experiencing it with Ares made me realize I was stupid for being with someone like Dan.
I don’t wanna think about him right now, but this situation made me. It was either Dan scrolled his phone after or left, and I would just stay there feeling off about everything, but I thought nothing of it.
Now I know why.
This... was how it was supposed to be, and I hated myself for accepting less.
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"Catherine."
"Hmm?"
"Open your mouth."
"I’m full."
"Open."
Damn him.
The spoon went into my mouth, and I chewed on the banana laced in the yogurt. Ares ran a thumb up my chin and forced it into my mouth.
"No waste."
I never thought I would live long enough to see Ares spoon-feeding me. Everything about this was awkward. I mean, I shouldn’t get worked up about it because the contract did mention he’d take responsibility for not just my pleasure but my well-being... this aftercare.
He’s just following the contract; that’s the only reason he’s doing this.
I ignored the tightening feeling in my chest, suddenly not having any appetite. At least I finished half the bowl, he can leave me alone now.
I collapsed on the bed, pulling the covers over me to ward him off.
When is he gonna question me about the club?
I have been waiting for that moment, but it never came. He didn’t give me time to explain, and fucked me instead.
In fact, I don’t need to explain anything to him. He cheated on me with me.
That was the most confusing shit ever, but it played out tonight. I couldn’t stop myself from picturing what it would have been like if it hadn’t been me.
Would he make a doll suck his cock? Would he fuck her on the chair as he did me and give her breaking pleasure?
There was a constriction in my chest as darkness took over me.
I don’t know how long until I stirred awake, feeling like I was a log and unable to even lift a finger. The activities of last night were starting to catch up with me.
I turned, frowning as I did, but Ares wasn’t on the bed.
Thinking he had left, I was proven wrong when I found him standing close to the floor-to-ceiling window on call, naked.