Owning the Beast(8)

“Your only, Bella.” He rumbled deep in his chest.

Nodding my consent, he loosened his grip on me. Taking a deep breath of his musky scent, I flicked my tongue over his slit, tasting his salty pre-cum before taking the tip of his cock into my mouth to better taste him.

“God, Bella. Your mouth feels so good. Take more of me in. Now.” He groaned, rolling his hips. Relaxing my jaws a little more, I slowly sank down onto his length, taking him further into my mouth. I felt his fingers tangling into my hair, wrapping it around his hand and holding my head in place. His touch was so unlike last night, soft yet firm. I took him in deeper and deeper until he filled my mouth completely, hitting the back of my throat. I could feel his soft curls tickling my nose and my lips stretched as far as they could around his girth. Giving small, short thrusts, his cock bumped against the back of my throat and I swallowed repeatedly, trying to keep my gag reflex down. Griffin pulled back a little as if afraid that he might choke me. Removing the hand on his balls, I moved to cup the firm cheeks of his ass, kneading them lightly before pulling him fully into my mouth. Griffin let out a loud moan. Taking that as encouragement, I tightened my lips around his cock, sucking harder and flicking my tongue over his slit while bobbing my head up and down his length, slowly picking up speed.

“Bella, stop!” he cried, grabbing onto one of my shoulders while tugging at my hair gently but firmly, trying to pull me off of him.

I ignored him.

“If you don’t stop right this minute, I’m going to cum in your mouth.” His words came out in such a rush, I almost couldn’t understand him. I moaned around his cock, letting him know that that was what I had wanted, and I felt his thighs tense from the sinful vibrations. I wanted him to lose control. I wanted him to lose himself in me. I wanted to take away all the anger and sadness he was carrying, even if it was only for just a moment.

“Or is that what you want? You want my cum? Alright I think you’ve earned it.”

His cock swelled up slightly, stretching my lips even more before it pulsed in my mouth as he gave one particularly hard thrust. I felt spurts of his warm cum coating my mouth as it hit the back of my throat, hard and fast. Swallowing quickly, I relished in his musky flavor, using my tongue to lick him clean, stopping to nibble and nip at his balls. Feeling him soften, I slid his cock from my mouth and gave the tip of his cock one final kiss before standing up. I felt my heart sink when I saw the look on Griffin’s face. He looked as livid as before.

Feeling crushed, horny, and frustrated, I turned some of my anger on him. “Well, if I’m done being a whore for the moment, I think I’ll go explore the house.” I snarled, turning to leave the room before he could see the tears swimming in my eyes.





CHAPTER 4 Griffin





I watched as Annabella left the room. I made no move to stop her. Reaching down, I tucked my now spent cock back in my pants. I had no idea where that mind-blowing blowjob came from but all it did was just confuse me even more. The women I usually hired from the agency were always in a rush to leave as soon as the f*cking was over. Granted I paid for 24 hours of service, but it never bothered me when they left before it was up. Annabella was the only one to have ever stayed the night.

She was the only woman I had ever allowed to sleep in my home, much less in my bed. I couldn’t help but think back to last night.

I sank down outside the bathroom door, giving her a moment to cry in peace. Every sob that fell from her lips tugged at my heartstrings, slowly melting the ice around my stone cold heart. I imagine losing one’s virginity to a beast like me must have been traumatizing. After her cries had quietened down, I went to retrieve the skeleton key from my bedside table and unlocked the door. There she was, lying on the bathroom rug, curled up into a tiny ball, soft huffs of breaths ruffling her hair as she slept. Cautiously, I slid an arm around her back and the other under her knee, tugging her into my chest, loving how right she felt in my arms. I gently picked her up and carried her to my bed.

Laying her down on the silk sheets, a dried patch of blood between her thighs and on the bed caught my eye. A jolt of panic washed over me as I tugged at my pants, looking down at my cock to find a trace of blood there as well.

“Fuck,” I breathed out heavily.

We hadn’t used a condom. I wasn’t worried about STDs though since the agency was always meticulous about having their employees and clients tested. I’m sure she was on some kind of birth control as well as it was another rule for the escorts. There was nothing for me to worry about. I just couldn’t believe that I had forgotten to use one. I had never forgotten. Never.

In my entire life, I had never been bare with a woman before. I felt my lips tugging up into a wolfish grin when it clicked that I had taken her raw, that I had filled her with my seed. It pleased me more than it should have.

Pulling the blankets over her body, tucking her in, I ran my fingers through my hair. Sliding my hand down my neck and over my shoulder, I winced at the sharp pain I felt there. Walking to the bathroom, I looked in the mirror. She had bitten me on the unscarred side of my body. It felt strange to have a mark on the side that I deemed perfect. She had bitten through the skin at some parts, and it was red and a little bloody. It might scar but I like the idea of having her mark on my body permanently though. It will always remind me of the very first moment I drove into her every time I see it. Perfection.