That Damn Bell

She knows what this is and she won't have it.

She sees him come for her and she's ready. But so is he. In her fury she's lost her edge and he takes her wildness and uses it against her. Although he pays with claw marks down his back and arms, he pins her arms and throws her down. She snarls and he's just a little weary of those teeth.

Good.

But just as fast she feels the cold metal on her wrists. Together, bound now above her head. How dare he?! And she hears him laugh and slide off her. He pins her legs the same, but with more difficulty and at least one knee to the side. But they, too are bound now, but apart instead of together.

He sits back to admire his handiwork, his prize, and her mind races. He's not won yet.

"Look at me."

She easily defies him and takes interest in the far wall.

Smack

He open hand slaps her cunt and like a storm, he breaks on her body. Covering her completely. She feels his hard cock press into her inner thigh. One hand roughly tightens around her left breast and his fingers dig in. Her head still turned to the wall, his mouth moves up the column of her neck and he scrapes his teeth along to prove a point. He bites down just below her ear. Hard.

"I said look at me."

She instinctively turns at the threat in his voice and gasps as her senses overload. She catches his scent and breathes him in deeper through her nose.

This.

This man. The fire in his eyes. The feel of his rough hands on her. She knew if she were to lick him, taste him, it would be the same heat as everything else he aroused. She held stock still and kept his gaze until he dipped down and claimed her lips. The kiss was fire, just like she knew it would be. And she wanted to be consumed.

He started to move. His hips ground into her, his dick now right above her pussy. She couldn't help herself as she bucked into him too. She could feel the bastard grin into her mouth but stopped caring when he pinched and rolled her nipple, pulling it back. His other hand wound into her hair. She moaned as he pulled her head back and he bit into her throat at the same time his cock rubbed against her clit. God he felt good and she wanted more.

She lifted her hips and with the next thrust down he was completely sheathed in her heat. The growl he let out did nothing but turn her on more. Slowly, his hips retreated and agonizingly returned his cock to her throbbing cunt. God she was dripping for him already, but she didn't have the mind to care, as long as he stopped this teasing and fucked her like she knew he could.

He moved his hand from her hair to the back of her neck, with thumb on her windpipe. His other hand moved to her thigh and raised it just a bit. She saw Stars as he hit just the right place inside her. She needed More. Now. And tried to flex her hips. His hand held firm though. And he actually stopped moving.

The bastard smirked. Before she could say anything he dropped his head and mouthed over her right nipple. He sucked it in hard and bit down. She cursed herself as she let out a whine. He moved to the other and did the same and ever so slightly rocked into her. She was losing her mind from the simple need for More. More everything. She needed him to move as much as she needed to breathe. And a simple word escaped her mouth.

"Please."

He bit down and raised a bit, nipple still between his teeth before he let go with a wet pop. His nose was now at her ear and he enjoyed playing with it with his teeth.

"Tell me who belong to, and I'll fuck you like you need. Like you deserve. "

And then the rage was back. She belonged to no one. Before she could turn to face him, his hand moved from her thigh to her clit and he squeezed it between two fingers and ground his cock back deep into her. That was when he burned her. His fire overcame her own and she knew it and she wanted it, wanted him. Her pride be damned. She turned her face to him and breathlessly whispered before he consumed her.

"I belong to you."

Her words spurred his action immediately. He pulled out of her only to slam back in, over and over. His fingers never stopped rubbing and pinching her clit. His tongue invaded her mouth as he claimed every inch of her. In and out, harder until they were both panting and on edge. He pulled back and grabbed both her hips in his hands and fucked her harder than she thought possible. Fuck it was bliss.

"Cum for me. Cum with me. I want to feel you fuck me from the inside when I cum."

It was like he set an explosive off in her mind. She came hard and clamped down. It was like lightning up her spine. She could feel her pussy throb in every nerve in her body. And then she felt him cum inside her and her body react and milk every drop from him. Still thrusting inside her she began to shake. It was all too much. It was all so good. He collapsed on top of her and she felt him slide out. She was absolutely dripping but couldn't bring herself to care. She was perfectly sated. Maybe this wasn't so bad. Lost in her own thoughts she didn't feel him move. Not until the leather was around her throat.

"There. Now everybody knows that you belong to me. And in case you forget."

He flicked a little bell. He had collared her. A collar with a fucking bell.

Oh.

Fuck.

No.

Just as she was either about to spit in his face, or curse him out, or both, he moved again. He slid his hand just above her ass in the middle of her back. He soothed the skin there, kneaded it with his fingers. Mmmmm. That's the spot. That's the perfect spot. She forgot about the damned bell.

Fucker made her purr.