Demon Dreamer: A Captive Souls story Page 4

  Kiara groaned as his words inflamed her more. His control over her was delicious torture. She’d never allowed a man to dominate her before. But for Malvo, for this being, she would submit a thousand times over.

  “Please,” she panted.

  “Tell me what I should do to you. Tell me what you want.”

  Still holding her legs up and apart, he pulled her closer to the edge of the table and nestled in between her spread thighs. He moved his hips and ground his cotton-clad erection into her aching cunt.

  Kiara cried out as the rigid material scraped the sensitive flesh of her sex. If he would grind harder, she would find her release. She pushed down into him, rubbing herself on him.

  Chuckling, Malvo backed up. “You’re a lusty little witch, aren’t you?”

  “Aye,” she panted.

  “What do you want?”

  “I want ya to fuck me.”

  “Hmm, really? Are you sure?”

  She squirmed on the table, trying to rub her pussy against him. “Yes,” she hissed.

  He brought a hand down to her pussy and flicked his finger over her clit.

  Kiara bowed her back and moaned loudly.

  “Do you like this?”

  “Ah, yes. More.”

  “And?” He flicked it again.

  “Rub it. Pinch it. Pull it,” she panted.

  Malvo pressed his thumb against her aching swollen nub and rubbed it around in circles. “Like this.”

  “Yes, harder.”

  He pressed down hard and rubbed faster. “Like this.”

  She could barely talk as jolts of pleasure surged through her pussy and rushed over her body like crushing waves. “Oh Lord,” Kiara cried out as her orgasm pounded into her belly and radiated up and out to her extremities. Her muscles contracted and quivered as the waves of pleasure continually crashed over her, threatening to drown her in their power.

  “You’re exquisite when you come,” Malvo growled. His slitted gaze was dark and dangerous, and she quivered at the thought of what he would do to her next.

  Finally the ripples of orgasm quieted and Kiara relaxed her body and took in a deep breath, preparing for whatever came next. Because she knew by how he held his body, stiff and controlled, that he was soon to let all that power out.

  Malvo unzipped the fly on his pants and released the erection that must have been painfully constricted inside. She gasped at the size of him. He was wide and long, like the rest of his body. She’d never been with a man so endowed. But she should’ve expected it, as he was not a man, but a great duke from the underworld.

  He chuckled. “Don’t worry, I’ll make it fit.” He stroked a hand over himself, squeezing the end where a droplet of come dribbled from the tip. He gathered the lust on his fingers and brought his hand to her lips.

  Kiara opened her mouth and let him rub his come over her lips. She stuck out her tongue and tasted him, eagerly licking at his fingers.

  He groaned low as he watched her, restraint deeply etched on his face. “However much I would like you to suck me, I want to fuck you more.”

  Cock in hand he positioned himself between her thighs, rubbing the head up and down her slick slit. He settled the tip at the entrance of her pussy and pushed a little, then pulled back.

  “Grab your legs. Spread yourself as wide as you can. I want to see my cock go all the way in.”

  Kiara could do no more than obey. His words, his swirling energy, commanded her. Her surrender was complete. He could do what he wanted with her. She couldn’t stop him. Her aura had opened up and accepted his. It swirled around them, intermingled, converged into a powerful sensual energy that would not be denied.

  Hooking her hands around her knees, she pulled her legs back and apart with her knees touching her breasts. She could feel herself stretch wide and open. Lust dribbled down the crack of her ass. She’d never felt so wanton, so violently lusty. It was if her pussy had taken on its own personality, demanding satisfaction at all costs to its owner’s sanity.

  Malvo gripped his cock in one hand and gently touched her clit with the other. She bolted a little, as she was still sensitive. But soon the pain crossed over to pleasure and she went lax as he pushed his dick into her slowly, stopping every so often to catch his breath.

  She stretched, glorious inch by glorious inch, to accommodate him. Soon the entire length of his hard cock was buried deep inside. She was afraid to move as another orgasm quickened deep within her belly. She feared she wouldn’t be able to control the descent down if she let go. No one had ever made her feel this vulnerable, this open.

  As Malvo began to move inside her, he pressed his thumb down on her clit. He slid his cock out and back in slowly, clenching his teeth tight. Kiara could tell he struggled with his control. She could plainly see it on his sweating face, the quivering muscles of his forearms as he held her down, and in his dark gaze.

  She closed her eyes against the assault of intense pleasure that swept over her. Her whole body vibrated with delight as she crested the waves of release.

  “Open your eyes,” Malvo ordered, his voice strained.

  Slowly, she opened them. The muscles in his jaw quivered and she had the urge to reach up and smooth them away. He looked like a man on a mission. And that mission was to fuck her senseless. He was doing one hell of a job.

  “I want you to watch me fuck you,” he said, as he moved faster, sliding in and out with quick hard thrusts.

  Kiara gasped as her muscles tightened around him. She could feel her orgasm quicken and harden. Her breath hitched in her throat. She couldn’t handle it. It was too much. Too many sensations were bombarding her at once. She felt like she was suffocated from the onslaught.

  She let her legs drop. “I can’t. I can’t handle it,” she panted.

  Determined, he grabbed her legs and pushed them back toward the table, trapping her there. “Oh I think you can.”

  She moved her head side to side, groaning. “I can’t take it. You’re too much.”

  He slid his cock out slowly then thrust back in hard. Kiara gasped again, almost losing her breath as jolts of pain and pleasure radiated up her body. He slid out again and thrust in fast and hard. Digging his fingers into her legs, he picked up his pace. As he pumped into her again and again, sweat poured off his face and neck and dripped down on her belly.

  Finally, blissfully, she let herself go and stopped fighting the jolts, letting them ripple over her unhindered. She cried out as another searing orgasm slammed into her, taking her over the edge into a free fall.

  With a deep guttural groan, he rutted deep inside her. Falling forward and grabbing onto her shoulders, he buried his face in her breasts and came. An electric charge of power rushed into her as he emptied himself completely.

  Chapter Seven

  Malvo rested his forehead against her breasts. Her scent surrounded him, making him light headed. He was having difficulty breathing after the powerful orgasm. He hadn’t come like that in more years than he could count. But just as he was thinking how well he’d fucked this witch, he was starting to get hard all over again. Wanting to savor the moment, he pulled out of her and took a distancing step back.

  As he tucked his cock back into his pants, he took a long look at his conquest. She was quite enthralling, with long reddish blonde hair and bright eyes. Color was high on her pale cheeks and he had to admit he liked the look of her, especially now after he’d fucked her silly. It was a look he could get used to quite readily. There was something about her that called to him, deep down at his most basic level.

  His sixth sense inside told him that her arrival was no accident or coincidence. That their union had been already preordained.

  Malvo wasn’t the most mystical being, but he knew the powers that filled this realm and the next. He’d used them to his advantage on many occasions. His use of them was what had gotten him into the situation he was already in. So he understood their allure and power. But he was willing to play with the powers again, if needed,
to release him from this curse. If the woman was part of that mystical design he’d use her as much as he could, in every which way she’d allow him to. He had over one hundred years to make up for.

  “Would you like something to drink? I imagine you’re thirsty.”

  She chuckled low in her throat. The sound set the little hairs on his arm to attention. “I donna think I can move.”

  He offered his hand and pulled her into a sit. Although he quite liked her on her back with her skirt raised up to her waist, her pretty pussy on display.

  When she was sitting she glanced down at her ruined clothing, and cocked her head. “I left my bag in the library. Do ya have something I could wear in the meantime? I donna want to walk around like this.”

  “Why ever not? I think you are fetching as is.”

  She smiled, and a slight blush stained her cheeks pink. “I appreciate the compliment, but I really donna want to walk about with my boobies hanging out. What if someone sees me?”

  “Why whoever would see you? It’s just you and me.”

  A look of confusion pinched her face. “But what of the others? There are others living in the house, aren’t there?”

  “Yes, there are others, two females I believe. But they are out there, and we are in here.” He gestured around the room with a twist of his hands.

  “You mean in the library?”

  He shook his head. “In this realm.”

  At that she slid off the table and peered around. Her eyes were wide with panic. He wondered when she was going to get it. That her walk through the sliding library shelf was a one way trip.

  “You mean I traveled through a veil?”

  “I guess that is what you could call it.”

  “Can I go back?”

  He shrugged. “Not likely.”

  Brow furrowed, she pushed away from him and started to pace the room. As she moved, her breasts swayed ever so slightly. It was enough for him to feel lust harden in his gut and even lower.

  “I can’t be stuck here. I have things to do. I wanna see and experience New Orleans. It’s not possible.”

  “Anything’s possible, chère. I think you already know that fact. I can see it in your eyes.”

  She glared at him and continued to move around the room. “I didn’t come all this way to be stuck in another realm with…with…”

  He grinned. “You can say it, chère, I don’t mind. I am a demon of the highest station.”

  “Then why are you here? Can’t you get out?”

  “I’m afraid I cannot.” He shook his head. “My anger got the best of me, and I cursed those that angered me, but in the event I inadvertently cursed myself as well.”

  “Why did you bring me here?”

  “I didn’t bring you here. You came here on your own accord.” He neared her and rang a finger down her arm. She shivered from his touch. “So if you wish to blame someone it will have to rest on your own pale slender shoulders.”

  “There has to be a way out.”

  “Try if you like.” Malvo eyed her from her toe to her head, eagerly gobbling up her beautiful naked breasts. “But I assure you it is a waste of time.” Reaching out, he ran his fingers over her flesh, circling her nipple with one tip. “Why don’t we just go into the bedroom and I can fuck you again. I have an insatiable urge to take you from behind.”

  Her gaze was fierce, piercing even, but her body language told him a different story. His touch affected her. More than she probably wanted it to. Although her mind may be struggling against him, her body yearned for him with every inch of her flesh. He could smell it on her.

  Without a word, she stormed back through the room and out the way she’d come. He let her go. There was no point in going after her. She’d be back in time. Once she discovered that he was right and there was no returning to her realm, she’d come back to him. Then he would take her again. And again and again and again. Until they were both sated. Because he had a sense that she harbored just as many dark fantasies as he did.

  Chapter Eight

  Kiara retraced her steps down the long corridor and found herself back at where she thought she’d entered through the open doorway in the library. But it wasn’t open now. Nothing was open. And when she pushed on the wall it didn’t move one inch.

  Maybe she’d taken a wrong turn.

  She went back the way she came and systematically pushed on the wall with each step. By the time she walked up and down the corridor once, and then twice more, her hands were shaking with both anger and trepidation. She was stuck, just as Malvo had informed her.

  This was not how she envisioned her visit to Louisiana, to her father’s home. Deep down she knew that the demon from her dreams was somehow calling to her, that he was somehow linked to this house, to her return, but being trapped with him in an alternate realm was not at the top of her list. She came here to claim something for herself. A home, a place, some sense of identity. But instead she’d been claimed, by her dream demon.

  No man had ever tried such a thing. Not and walked away in one piece, or of sound mind. She had ways of instilling her will on others. Fear of the unknown was a great equalizer in her world. But now it was her with fear lacing her blood.

  She marched back down the corridor with every intention of demanding her release. But the room was empty when she arrived. She moved through it, determination in her step, toward another archway. She stepped into another room, the bedroom. Malvo’s bedroom.

  He lounged on the king-sized four-poster bed, a smile on his face and nothing else, as if waiting for her arrival. His smug look told her that he expected her to fall to her knees at the very sight of him.

  No man had ever brought her to her knees. Although when he stood and walked toward her, the muscles of his chest and legs bunching and pulling with each stride, his impressive cock swinging between his thighs, she found that she very well wanted to drop in front of him and beg him to take her.

  She fought the urge with every fiber of her being.

  He stood directly in front of her and cocked one eyebrow. “I take it you didn’t find a way out. Either that, or you couldn’t bear to leave me without a goodbye fuck.”

  “You did this.”

  “Not me, chère. It’s part of the geas on this house.”

  “But why me?”

  He shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe you’ve been a naughty girl and you’re being punished as well.” He breached the distance between them and ran his hand down her arm.

  Although his touch felt so incredibly delicious on her skin, she knocked his hand away.

  “Come on now, don’t pout, dear girl. There could be worse things than being here with me. We could have a lot of fun together.”

  She was too angry, too upset to allow him to get away with this. It had to be something he did, some kind of illusion he was playing on her. She couldn’t accept the fact that she was trapped here in this realm forever.

  “I demand that you release me.”

  “I told you once already, this is not my doing.”

  “I don’t believe you. Your kind are devious. Tricksters.”

  “True,” he said, and she could hear a slight change in his voice. Anger seemed to be seeping in. “But not this time, chère. You walked through the door voluntarily. You passed the veil all on your own. Do not blame me.”

  “I dreamed of you. You called me here.”

  “If I did, I don’t remember.” He wrapped his hand around her wrist. “But since you are here now, let’s dispense with all this drama and get down to what really matters. Sex. I haven’t had a real woman in a long time, so I have a lot of time to make up for.” He tugged her toward the bed.

  She resisted. “I’m not going to have sex with you.”

  He stared at her as if she’d grown two heads. “You were spreading your legs just fine a half hour ago.”

  “The situation has changed.”

  “Not in my eyes it hasn’t.” Faster than she could think, Malvo pulled her close a
nd picked her up to swing her over his shoulder. He strode to the bed and tossed her down onto the mattress like she weighed next to nothing.

  He loomed over her, his cock growing hard. She tried to scramble backwards off the bed, but he was there, grabbing her ankles and holding her still. He yanked her toward him, to the edge of the bed, and smiled in triumph.

  Kiara was no man’s conquest. She sat up and slapped him hard across the face. His head swung back but it didn’t knock the grin from his beautiful mouth. The move just seemed to make him even happier. The fact was quite evident in the way his cock hardened.

  “I see you like to play. You are a woman after my own heart.”

  She took that moment to flip over and try and scramble off the bed that way. But the second she did it, she knew it had been a mistake. Hadn’t he just told her earlier that he wanted her from behind? Now, he had her in the perfect position. And he didn’t waste any time taking up that position.

  He grabbed the back of her ripped tank top and pulled her back down the mattress until her feet were touching the floor, her body pressed in half over the bed. Growling low in his throat, he kicked her legs apart and settled between them. She could feel the steel hard length of him against her ass cheeks. Despite her actions to get away, the feeling of him pushed against her made her body ache. Moisture pooled between her thighs. The fact that he’d torn the panties off her earlier wasn’t lost on her, as she could feel his cock pulse even through the thin cotton of her skirt.

  She bit down on her lip to stop from moaning. She didn’t want him to know that she was enjoying this. But she had a feeling that he already knew.

  “You like to play rough, I think,” he murmured into her ear before the tip of his tongue traced a path down the back of her neck. “You struggle against me. If you truly wish to get away, I will let you go.” He kissed the back of her neck and made his way over to her shoulder. “I am a demon but I am not evil.”

  She sighed at the pleasure soothing her. “I donna wish to get away.”

  “Good, because there are many things I wish to do to you and I think you will enjoy them all.”