Hellbound With You

Alicia had her eyes stretched slightly wide at his actions. But surprisingly, that did not seem to shock her as she thought it would. That strangely did not seem to sound or felt that bad to her. She thought that maybe because it was Ezekiel. Because she knew that he would not do anything that would actually hurt her.

"Okay," she nodded obediently.

And again, his gaze darkened even more. She could see the black in his eyes expanding once again. Her answer had done something to him as she felt something within him blaze. The feeling was so powerful that she could even feel it in their connection. Could it be that… Ezekiel actually liked doing things like this?

His throat worked.

"Listen to me first, Alicia," he pulled his thumb out of her mouth and held her face instead, making her look at him as if he had something serious to say before they continued whatever it was that they were going to do. "I might… do something that will shock you later. I am not going to do any of those things with you. But just in case I… if you don't want it, please don't hesitate to tell me. You understand me, Alicia?"

Alicia searched his gaze. "What exactly are those? Like… spanking my behind?"

His gaze faltered for a moment. "Yes."

Because of his past, Zeke had developed a cold approach towards sex. For many years, he found sex as something disgusting. He had hated it with a passion even. But slowly, he somehow managed to tolerate it and eventually enjoyed the carnal pleasure of it again. Also Alex, who was a womanizer, was a big part of how he ended up having sex again.

But for so many years, he was only able to do it if the girl did not touch him back. She should also never make eye contact with him while they were doing it. So he only ever does it from the back. He also ties the girls up just to avoid being touched by them. He would blindfold them and spank them if they ever tried to break the rules he had set in bed, or grip their hair hard or bite them hard. This was why despite living such a long life, he had only slept with a few women up to date. Also, he would need to find women who were into his kind of thing for him to even consider having sex in the first place.

Those things just became a habit, his thing. And he always thought that it would be like this for the rest of his life. He thought that the day where he would ever have eye contact with a woman while doing the deed would never come. Ever.

Until this woman came. The first time he kissed her, he knew he had been the first and only woman he had to take differently. The first and only woman who had actually touched him. The first and only that he would ever look at.

He did not want to do any of those weird and kinky things to her. At least not right off the bat even if she allows it. He knew it was unrealistic to just break a habit he had been forming for countless of years no matter how he fought against it. And knowing the extent of his desire for her, he could not trust his self-control anymore.

"I understand." She said, giving him an encouraging smile, telling him everything was alright and that she honestly did not have any problem about it. "I'll let you know, I promise."

And she bent and kissed his mouth. It was a passionate, slow and heart-touching kiss that slowly turned into something more savage with each passing moment.

When their lips finally parted, the haze in the air had thickened even more.

His hands moved to her jeans, yanked the button open and pulled her pants off, her panties included. He was rough and quick with her.

After throwing the clothes behind her, Zeke ran his burning gaze all over her. He was holding the heel of one of her feet as he stepped back to take in a full view of the goddess before him. He was sincerely worshipping her under the bright moonlight.

"So damned beautiful…" he breathed. Then he parted her legs again and moved his face closer to her glistening sex.

Alicia nearly bit her lips again, her face and entire body burned as he opened her to his gaze and just stared at her silently. His every inhalation was like a fire that only served to increase her wetness.

He uttered another praise then his mouth was suddenly on her. It did not take long for the hot, slick and tingling sensation to pool inside of her before curling to one spot in her lower abdomen.

Her fingers curled through his hair. And when he pushed his long and elegant finger inside her, she groaned out in pleasure. The sizzling sensation climbing up her spine.

Slowly, his finger worked, in and out, while his mouth played skilfully with that nub of taut little flesh at the juncture of her legs.

He lifted his gaze and their eyes met, and she could not look away, even as he entered another finger inside her. She could only gasp and moan. She wanted to throw her head back but his gaze… she could not break away from those pair of grey magnets.

Then his pace hastened, roughened. He rubbed his fingers back and forth, entered in and out, sucking and licking… over and over the unbearable pleasure brought her to her knees.

The sounds of his fingers f*cking her, her moans, they echoed out scandalously in the open spring. Under the quiet and bright moonlight. Then pleasure suddenly burst forth. She pulsed and clenched around his fingers violently as she cried out his name in a long and loud wail.

She was still coming down from the heavens when she felt them both moving. She knew that he was bringing her back into the cabin… it's time for them to finally do it and for him to turn her.

"The spell…" she whispered breathlessly between the remnants of her orgasms. "Tell me now…"

And he finally said it right before he closed the cabin's door behind him.