CHAPTER 5 Entering
"Get off of me." I panted. "Get out."
"Oh, Mary Mage." He grinned. "I'm about to get in."
I realized what he meant the moment I felt his fingers wrapping the outside of my thighs to hook the insides, dragging my legs further open as his hips dug in. I felt something hard and heavy probing at my center.
I shook my head adamantly.
"It's cute you think you get a say." He half sneered. "You can't even talk..." He brushed his lips along mine.
I arced my back and surged up. Realizing my mistake when it forced him into me.
He groaned and caught my hips guiding me onto him even as I lifted them.
"That was a mistake, Mary Mage." He croaked breathlessly.
I yelped at the sudden, piercing pain. Feeling like all my insides were being pulled apart as he was planted inside me.
"I'd have taken you the first time, a bit easier than that." His hips were rolling though. And his hands had cupped mine, fingers gripping my buttocks as he held me still to enter me. Sliding in and out.
I scratched his shoulders and shook my head trying to scream for him to stop. But no sound would come out.
"Fight me." He growled. "It's making me harder."
And he thrust harder. Using my writhing to meet his motions. Pushing him deeper into my body.
I balled a fist and hit him atop his shoulder.
He chuckled and kept pumping into me. Stroking in and out while he moaned in pleasure. Taking satisfaction from entering my body. His gaze slid to where my breasts bounced in the water every time he pulsed into me.
"I'm going to stuff you full, Mary." His gaze roved my face. Triumph making his cold eyes glint. "I want to hear you."
He lifted a hand to flex it open which released my throat.
But before I could scream for help, he waved his hand and a wavering bubble encircled us. I recognized it as a sound barrier.
"Scream for me, Mary." He was pounding harder. Using my back against the metal tub as leverage to hold me in place. I was using my heels trying to kick him but the more I struggled the more he moaned in pleasure. Liking the way it felt.
"Stop it. Stop it!"
"I'm close. You feel so good. I'm going to put it in you, Mary."
"No. Don't!"
"Ssh." He whispered. "Just take it."
Then he slammed a few times hard, and I felt heat fill me core while he rumbled, nearly purring in pleasure. "Fuck you feel good. Get up on the bed. I'm going to have you again."
"Not a chance."
The moment his grip had weakened from his moment of ecstasy I ripped off him to launch from the tub. Landing on my feet and wincing at the sudden pain in my middle.
He chuckled and I heard the water sloshing behind me. "Where do you think you're going?"
My chemise clung to me. Stuck against my body and just reaching the upper curve of my ass as I fled to the door. Uncaring, I was prepared to flee into the hall screaming at the top of my lungs about what he'd done to me.
But I'd underestimated him.
As my hand landed on the handle his palm slammed against the door next to my face. Holding it fast.
Instantly I felt his hot body smashing me against the door. And his length already hard again as it pressed against the slit of my ass.
"No. Don't." I pleaded.
"Mmm. Begging?" He leaned over my shoulder to look down at me. Nearly a head taller. I looked at the arm holding the door closed and realized it was three times as big as one of mine and wound with thick chords.
I'll never be able to beat him in strength.
"What are you going to do now, Little Mary Mage?" I could hear the notes of victory in his voice. "Other than spend the evening being my little plaything."
"I won't." I snapped. Hitting the door with the side of my fist because I knew I'd lost.
How could I get away from him?
He's bigger, faster, and more powerful.
"You're mine, Mary Mage." He tugged my hips back from the doorway and angled me.
He entered me again and I drew a quick breath at the piercing pain in my sore body. He groaned at the feeling. Stroking more slowly this time. But somehow managing to press deeper as he slid in.
My breasts smashed against the wood door. It was rough and cold against my skin.
I whimpered.
"Stop, Mary. If you'd relax, you'd find it's not as bad as that. Do you know all the Mages are more powerful when they've a mate? Your magic will be stronger now...So will mine."
I grunted in disdain. "I'm telling Warlord what you've done."
"Good." He whispered into my hair before pressing a kiss there. As if mocking what he was doing to me.
His hips curled and spun a leisurely circle, testing different angles. One near my back caused a strange spasm that made me claw the door.
"Hmm. There it is." He growled. Nipping the top of my ear as he pointedly brushed along the inside of my spine. Caressing a spot that made my body tighten. He worked into me methodically.
"You feel so good." He murmured. "Ah, I'm getting close again."
No.