BEND ME: A Dark Romance

by Leah Wilde

  Fiona couldn’t answer in the affirmative out loud, but she bent the rules for herself a little bit to nod. Vince didn’t seem to mind, scratching lightly at her lower back, convincing the last bit of tension in her body to seep away. “You love this,” Vince said, kissing his way down her back until he reached the top of her ass.

  He breathed lightly against her skin, making the nerve endings there prickle in sensation, causing Fiona to want to squirm Vince’s face, but she held herself back successfully, even if she couldn’t keep herself from breathing raggedly and roughly as Vince dragged his tongue along her ass. She knew what was coming, but that didn’t prevent her from whining lowly as he bit down on her ass cheek, his teeth sucking on her skin until her low moan turned into a high-pitched, wordless squeal. “Yeah, that’s right,” Vince murmured, kissing the sore spot softly and rubbing at it lightly with his thumb. “You like getting marked up by me. You want everyone to know whose little slut you are.”

  Fiona wanted to say, “Yes, yes, God, yes,” she wanted to ramble for a thousand years about all the ways she wanted to belong to Vince, but she bit down on her tongue when it tried to speak, instead nodding vigorously and letting another high-pitched moan leave her throat as soon as Vince bit her again. He sucked and sucked and sucked on her skin, making her feel like she was being branded, like he was marking her up as his own personal property. God, that idea turned her on, making her even wetter than she already was.

  Meanwhile, Vince’s hand grabbed one of her thighs, shoving her apart wider, but Fiona hadn’t really noticed anything that was happening anywhere other than her ass for several minutes while Vince worked on marking her up with dozens of hickeys. But eventually, after several minutes or hours or some other time period that was beyond Fiona’s comprehension at the moment, his fingers found her cunt again, slipping inside with ease and making Fiona give off a pathetic choked-off sob as he brushed up against her special spot inside, finding it right away. It was like he had some map of the inside of her body, that he knew exactly where the right nerves to touch were, like his body knew her better than her own brain did.

  “Like that?” Vince asked, sliding his tongue down her ass as his fingers located another angle inside of her, fucking into her at just the right tempo as she began to rock her hips backwards, panting slightly harder as she fucked herself gently onto Vince’s digits.

  Vince growled and dove deeper into her ass, kissing and biting her until she squealed, suppressing the noises as best as she could with the pillow under her face. Fiona fucked her hips backwards, reaching down with both of her hands to grab Vince’s free hand, tugging him higher onto her body so he could clutch onto her breast while he fucked his fingers into her hole.

  “Yeah, tell me what you want. I’ll do it for you, baby, even if you are a bad, dirty little girl,” Vince said into her ear, dragging his teeth along the oversensitive skin on the back of her neck.

  “Ahh!” Fiona cried out, shivering as every tiny hair follicle on her body stood up at attention in response to Vince’s tongue.

  “That’s it, baby. Let go. Let it all go for me,” Vince whispered into her ear, stroking his hand up and down the front of her body, massaging her breasts lightly before dancing over her stomach. At the same time, his fingers moved faster into her hole, massaging her inner nub until she started grunting gutturally, wordlessly demanding that he fuck her harder and harder, more and more. She needed as much of him as he was willing to give. She wanted all of him. “Yeah, baby. Relax. Let me take care of you.”

  Fiona had to shut her eyes tightly, pressing her face harder into the pillow as she worked to resist the tears that had appeared in her eyes as a result of Vince’s honest words. She breathed out heavily, relaxing her body as much as possible to obey Vince’s gentle commands. He spanked her again, lightly this time, while his fingers pressed in harder, applying pressure on her inner walls as they fucked inside more and more quickly. At the same time, he rubbed at her ass, the backs of her thighs, and the tense spot on her lower back…gradually working until all of the accumulated worry left her body like water seeping from a cloud.

  “Yes. That’s it. Yeah, that’s it, baby. Just let it all go. I got you. I got you. I’m not going to let you fall. I’ve got you, darling,” Vince whispered, kissing the skin behind her ear and then licking a line down her spine, stopping to kiss each vertebrate before he lifted himself back up to nuzzle his head against hers.

  She was being fucked furiously, Vince’s hand moving faster and faster as he shoved his fingers deep inside of her, and her body ached with the numerous times she’d been struck and bitten so far that night, but she’d never felt this safe before in her entire life. She knew that she could stop things at any moment, but she didn’t want him to stop. She trusted him not to stop, not to break off this beautiful miraculous feeling inside of her. She didn’t know if she was strong enough to fall over the edge she was approaching, if her body could contain the feelings that Vince was inspiring, but she had to try to accept every sensation that her body was giving her. She had to try to prove, at least once, that she wasn’t afraid of feeling real things, that she wasn’t afraid of letting go and letting someone in.

  “Ungh!” she cried out as Vince’s other hand slid down the front of her body and found her clit, his thumb moving in furious circles over the most sensitive spot on her body.

  “Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby. Let go. Just let go, sweetheart. Just let me take you there,” Vince whispered as he kissed and licked and gently bit the back of her neck. It was like he was reading her thoughts, correctly interpreting every signal of her body to bring her the most comfort and pleasure. It was like he knew how afraid she was, how nervous she was that she wasn’t strong enough to feel the huge combination of sensations that Vince was giving her. He knew all that, yet he still was confident that she could do it. It made Fiona feel stronger, her head rising off of the pillow so she could breathe more deeply as she moaned out her pleasure, loud enough so that Vince was sure to hear what a good job he was doing.

  “Mm, that tight little hole. That fucking sweet little hole. It feels hungry, baby, squeezing onto me so tight. I think it wants more. What do you think?” Vince asked her, chuckling into her ear before kissing the side of her neck teasingly, moving her hair out of the way so he could properly lick and suck at the top of her back. “Hmm? What do you think, baby?”

  Fiona nodded repeatedly, fucking her hips back and forth between Vince’s two hands, moaning joyously as he began to pull more forcefully on the skin around her clit. She could feel her heartbeat pounding in her cunt, her leg muscles feeling the vibrations with every pulse of her bloodstream. Her brain had never been this quiet in her whole life, all her thoughts wrapped in static, perfectly safe from any nagging worry or fear or doubt.

  “I’m taking that as a yes,” Vince said with a short laugh, nuzzling the back of her head for a moment before he began to move back south, tracing his tongue over every bone in her back as he jerked his fingers frantically inside of her cunt.

  Fiona huffed out a breathless laugh in response, turning her head around to wordlessly tell him with her eyes that she was absolutely, without a doubt, consenting to more sex with him. She could feel herself approaching that edge inside of her, about to fall off the top of that cliff of sensation that she so rarely scaled, but she was willing to wait to feel the delightful crashing of an orgasm until Vince was inside of her. She wanted him to feel her cunt clench around him. She wanted him to feel the vibrations that he spent so much time building.

  Vince pulled his fingers out of her, but he kept his other hand on the top of her cunt, stroking her clit this way and that, while he straddled her body and positioned his cock at her center. “Ready for it?” he asked teasingly, as he rubbed the head of his dick at her entrance.

  Fiona whined impatiently, reaching behind herself to lightly smack him on the side of his body. Vince laughed, his eyes lighting up with desire as he pushed the tip of his penis inside of her, stopp
ing before he could fit the whole head inside. “Jesus Christ, you’re still so fucking tight. How?”

  Fiona shrugged and smiled, keeping her head turned at an angle so she could watch Vince’s face as he sunk deeper into her body. “So fucking good,” he grunted out as he fitted half of his cock inside of her, tracing the outside of her leaking hole to spread her wetness around the circumference of his dick. Fiona trembled, accidentally shoving her hips backward and taking more of his cock into her body in the process. “Mm, so ready for me. Such a nice, hot hole. Ugh, it’s so good,” Vince whispered above her, his eyes falling shut and his mouth dropping open as he thrusted forward slightly, pressing deeper into her body.

  She’d never felt this close to anyone before, never felt like anyone was brushing right up against her pulse, his cock throbbing inside of her to the beat of her own vibrations. “Mm, mhnn, oh,” she whimpered as she rotated her hips in slow circles, getting gradually used to the thickness inside of her.

  “Yeah, baby, let me hear you,” Vince whispered, finally draping himself over her body as he shoved the last little bit of his cock inside of her, breathing hard against her neck as he tried to keep himself from moving. He was teasing her, Fiona knew, as though they’d been fucking for years rather than just a couple of days. This was his second time inside of her body, but already, it felt like he knew all of her secrets, uncovered every last corner of the inner caves of her body and mind. Jesus, I’m being ridiculous, she thought to herself, feeling herself flush deeply at how mushy and randomly emotional she was feeling at this moment. She couldn’t let herself fall for Vince, not like this, not this quickly. And besides, at a time like this, with so much danger wrapped around them at every moment, could she really even allow herself to think about love? But despite everything, her inner voice, the calm warm center of her mind that never freaked out, never felt doubt, never lied to her whispered to her, Who are you kidding? You’ve already fallen for him.

  “You’re such a good girl,” Vince whispered into her ear, licking the side of her neck again and biting down on her collarbone until she breathed more shallowly. “Being so good and patient for me. I love this. I love…I love fucking you.”

  Fiona whined lowly and jerked her ass backwards, encouraging him to begin thrusting, and Vince laughed at her, but it wasn’t mean or mocking. Fiona turned her head again to look him right in the eyes, and what she saw there almost shook her to her core. It was so powerful, the feelings that Vince held for her, the complex combination of emotions contained within his eyes. But Fiona didn’t look away, as terrified as she was. She couldn’t bring herself to refocus her gaze on anything else. There was nothing else in her room that she could stand to look at but Vince’s eyes, Vince’s viciously honest gaze. If she was being truthful with herself, she knew that there was nothing else in the whole entire world she could stand to look at but Vince, at least in this moment.

  Vince leaned forward, stretching his body to its limit just to press their lips together gently, softly, as if they weren’t even fucking. He pulled back a little, his breath still hitting her face as he stared into her eyes and rubbed the side of her head, gently tracing over her scalp. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered as he leaned to kiss her again, just for the barest beautiful moment before pulling away. He began to fuck her in earnest then, sitting up on his knees to go in as deep as possible.

  “Oh! Mhm! Mmm!” Fiona screamed out as Vince fucked her hard from behind, gripping the back of her hips roughly in his hands and digging his nails in as he thrusted his hips against her ass. “Mm!” Fiona sealed her lips together as tightly as they could go, trying not to let any words leak out, but her moans still escaped, so loud that they tore up her vocal cords as she suppressed the sounds, but she didn’t care about any discomfort on her body, not when Vince was tearing into her pussy with such wonderfully brute force. “Oh!” Fiona cried out as Vince put a hand on her back, forcing her down flatter onto the mattress so he could attain a new angle of penetration.

  “Yeah, take it,” Vince grunted out, his hand traveling to her shoulder, bracing his weight on her body as he fucked into her faster, his other hand still remaining on her clitoral region, moving it around rhythmically. All the while the pounding in between Fiona’s legs just got harder and harder, her pulse beating more insistently on her inner walls, reverberating out into the rest of her body like the vibrations of an earthquake.

  “Red, yellow, green?” Vince checked in again, slowing down for a second to catch his breath before speeding up again.

  “Green,” Fiona said, giving a thumbs-up signal at the same time to affirm that everything was fine. She went back to keeping her mouth closed again, biting down on the inside of her lip and groaning out ragged, desperate noises as Vince found the perfect angle inside of her, batting away at the same precise location with his cock until she was sobbing out would-be screams into her pillow.

  Vince jerked her clit off harder, faster, taking some wetness from the area around her hole and bringing it up to her hot little pulsing nub, pulling at it roughly as he fucked into her harder and harder, making the mattress squeak pathetically with the force of his movements. “Jesus Christ, yes, yes, take it, take my fucking cock, you fucking perfect bitch, Jesus…fucking….yes!” Vince grunted out, riding her as hard as he could while his fingers went crazy over her clit, tugging it up and down and back and forth and in every direction until Fiona felt like she was about to explode.

  “Oh! Ohhhhh! Ohhh, fuck!” Fiona finally screamed, tossing her head back and letting out a bloodthirsty howl as Vince hit the right exact spot at the right exact moment, the big ball of sensations inside of her finally reaching that point where it blew up as much as possible and then shattered into a million pieces, flying out into every corner of her body, making her feel like every molecule of her skin was jumping for joy, shining with sacred light as she collapsed flatly on the mattress. “Mm, oh,” she murmured as she came down from the rush of power that surged through her the second before, the wonderful sensations echoing in her cunt as Vince continued to shove inside of her, albeit with less force than before.

  Fiona was silent and still for a few long moments, letting Vince fuck her like a ragdoll, before any semblance of energy returned to her limbs. She slowly lifted her head back up, then her shoulders, then her back until she was pressing her whole body against Vince’s again, his face returning to the top of her back so he could kiss and lick her sweaty skin as he pulled out of her cunt. “Flip back over,” he told her, and Fiona was so grateful for that suggestion that she almost forgot that Vince hadn’t come yet.

  She rolled over and fanned herself with her fingers, pulling her hair back away from her face and smirking up at Vince as he straddled her chest, pointing his big fat cock towards her face. “Want more?” he whispered to her, slowly jacking his cock as he stared down at her with a hard, horny glare.

  Fiona grinned and ran her hands up the sides of Vince’s thighs, scratching her way up his legs and towards his ass, relishing the way his eyes slowly fell shut as the sensations washed over him. Good, Fiona thought as she wrapped a loose fist around his dick, pushing his own hand away from his cock so that she could have total control over this moment. I want you to fucking fall apart, too, fucker.

  Vince whimpered as she jacked him off gently, rubbing the underside of his head every few strokes just to keep him on his toes. She brought her other hand forward, rolling his balls around in her palm as she pushed her ever-tightening fist back and forth over his shaft. “Please,” Vince moaned above her a minute or so into this routine. “Please, I want…”

  “Mm?” Fiona asked, raising her eyebrows even though she already knew what he wanted.

  “Your mouth,” Vince said with a breathless sigh. “I want your fucking mouth. Please. Give it to me. I need it.”

  Fiona laughed, deep in her throat, and then leaned forward to give the head of Vince’s dick a soft kiss, just to tease him and take his worries away at the same time. All the s
ame, she resumed slowly stroking Vince, wanting to delay his orgasm and make him wait for his big moment just as he’d done to her. She didn’t mean it as a punishment. Rather, she felt like it was a reward, being delayed gratification to the last possible instant. It made things hotter by testing their strength, pushing their bodies to the absolute limit. This way, they knew each other more deeply and more intimately than anyone else before in their lives, as they got to see each other at the edge of sanity. Who else could say that?

  At the same time, Fiona’s patience was wearing thin herself, her thirst for Vince’s cock so intense that she could only tease him with her hands for a few minutes before temptation got the better of her and she leaned in to suck his balls into her mouth. “Ugh! Unngh!” Vince called out above her, reaching down to tangle one hand into the back of her hair, probably messing it up beyond all repair, but Fiona didn’t care right now, not when she could taste the delicious salt of his skin against her tongue.

  She kept her hand moving over his shaft, jerking him off a little faster and making his hips twitch forward to match the rhythm she’d set with her hands. Fiona sucked on his sac with slightly more pressure, careful not to hurt him with her teeth as she stared up at him with hungry eyes, making him moan more just from the visual stimulation beneath him.