A Death Wish (Texas Oil Book 4)

by Dakota Black

  And perhaps to remain alive.

  The faded but apparent whip marks had shocked him, forcing him to question what he was doing. He would ask her about them but not until later. Yet the marks had been created by someone who knew exactly what they were doing. His training, something no one knew about, had allowed him to see and understand the required adoration of the implement used. A single strike could provide damage, even death. He had a feeling this was her contact, and his payment method sadistic. No wonder she was fearful of his digging.

  As she continued to stroke his belt, her fingers rubbing across the weathered grain, his heart raced, his mind moving to distant memories. They were ones from long enough ago, he wasn’t entirely certain he was capable of being the same man. However, there was no going back. “Remove my belt.”

  “Yes, sir.” She obeyed instantly, her fingers struggling to pull the strap from the buckle, her concentration evident by her furrowed brow. As she managed to tug the belt from the first loop, she exhaled, a slight smile curling on her face.

  He didn’t press her, didn’t push as she rolled the belt around her hand with each tug until the strap was completely free.

  Lowering her head, she held out the thick leather as if offering him a piece that held respect.

  There was no way of telling if her father had been the single reason for her desire to succumb, but he knew this was an awakening. Taking the strap, he folded it into then eased it under her nose, allowing her to breathe in the strong scent, like a well-oiled machine.

  “Mmm…”

  “A method of discipline that you’ll come to understand.” Adrenaline rushing through every cell in his body, he guided the folded strap up and over her shoulder, easing the edge down her spine then tapping her buttocks. He allowed his fingers to drag down the current marks, the welts that had left indentations in her skin.

  She shivered visibly as he trailed his fingers down first one then another, darting her head to the side, her eyes blinking back visible tears. “I can explain, sir.”

  “Not now. But hear me. No other man will ever strike you again. Do you understand me?”

  “Yes, sir.” A slight smile on her face, a single tear slipped past her lashes.

  Reaching around her he brushed away the tear, bringing his finger to his mouth and allowing her to see as he licked the tip.

  Her body sagged as if a weight had been lifted.

  He wanted the woman like no other and his mind was enraptured with the possibilities. But he had to be careful. He had to take this slowly. He had to remind himself that he was a monster. No! Fuck the beast inside. The bullshit wasn’t going to happen. Not tonight. Swallowing, he shoved away the bitterness from his past. She deserved nothing less than his absolute attention, his care.

  And she would have all of him.

  “Place your hands behind your head and spread your legs.”

  “Yes, sir.” A single moan escaped her lips as she obeyed, planting her feet as wide apart as she could and placing her hands behind her head. Clasping her fingers together, she looked straight ahead.

  Snake dragged the belt down the back of one leg and up the other before rubbing it across her pussy. She was exquisite, from her porcelain skin and beautiful curves to her mannerisms. So very controlling by day, submissive by night. And she would learn. Training her, guiding and nurturing her was joyful, delicious. If only they had longer. The thought gave him a series of chills. This was only a blip in their normal lives and nothing more.

  He rubbed his hand down her spine, caressing each ass cheek. “Keep in position. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “Pain enables you to understand, to free your mind. This will hurt but I’ll never try and harm you.” The words seemed garbled, but in his mind, necessary.

  Crack!

  The single snap of his wrist created a whooshing sound and the moment the belt slapped hard against her skin, she jerked up onto her tiptoes.

  “Oh!”

  Snake waited, allowing the pain to course through her body.

  Snap! Crack!

  The strikes were perfectly positioned on her sit spots.

  Her lower lip quivered, and her fingers were white knuckled, but she remained in position.

  Smack! Crack!

  Snake moved the belt from one side to the other, keeping the strikes short and exactly in position.

  Pop! Crack!

  “Ah…” Dropping her head, she panted, her body swaying forward and backward

  Whack! Slap!

  With every hard strike, every time the belt smacked against her ass, his cock pushed hard against his pants. He’d turned into a sadist.

  Whap! Crack!

  “Oh… God!” Katherine remained wide eyed. There were no additional tears, no breaking down. Her nipples remained hard, the smell of her pussy juice floating between them.

  Smack! Pop!

  “You’re going to learn to obey my every command.” His voice was ragged, filled with lust. He eased his arm around her, pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

  Rocking on her toes, her entire body was trembling, her pants turned into whimpers.

  He bent his head, moving away her hair before kissing and licking the back of her neck, allowing his hot breath to skate across her skin.

  Katherine lolled her head back, the move pushing her off balance, forcing her back against his chest.

  Dropping the belt, he used both hands to cup her breasts, kneading and squeezing, twisting as her body undulated. He nipped on her earlobe before pinching and plucking her nipples until they were rock hard. Using the flat of his hand, he rubbed down her stomach, allowing his fingers to crawl down slowly. Cupping her mound, he dug his fingers into her skin and pulled her up until she was almost off the floor.

  “What do you want?” she managed to whisper.

  “What do I want?” he asked then bit down on her earlobe. “Everything.”

  She draped her arms over his shoulders and rested her head on his chest as he fingered her pussy, swirling the tip of a single finger around her clit.

  “You’re wet.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “You want my cock inside of you.” The smell of her was intoxicating and he wanted to fuck every hole, savor every drop of her sweet cum. Yes, he would own her, train her to do everything he desired, but he also wanted to please her, to help her understand the throes of passion. Rapture. She would have everything her heart desired.

  She ground her bruised ass against his groin, grunting from the friction as well as the pain.

  Snake allowed her to play, to drive him into a heightened state of longing. She would know her place soon enough. Taking a step back, he wrapped his hand around her hair. His hunger was off the chain. “Undress me.”

  Wiggling out of his hold, she turned to face him and tugged his shirt from his pants. She breathed out as she yanked the shirt up and over his shoulders.

  He could tell her eyes had fallen to his colorful tats, ink he’d gotten several years before. What she would never know is the scars they hid, not just from physical pain or the torture endured, but from his psychological interweaving scars that continued to rip at his mind.

  Katherine rubbed her hand down his chest, pressing kisses along his shoulder and collarbone, his nipple.

  Leaning his head back, he allowed her to play, to swirl her tongue around his rock-hard nipple. The way her tongue moved back and forth gave him a series of shivers.

  Her deft fingers moved to unzip his jeans, pulling them down past his hips as she slid to her knees. She gave him a respectful nod before removing his boots, then rubbing his feet before pulling his pants all the way to the floor. “Mmm… Commando.” She kissed the inside of his thigh before licking up to his crotch, pressing her face into his scrotum.

  Panting, Snake wanted nothing more than to have her suck his cock, but not yet. Not this way. He pulled her to his feet. From where he was standing, he could see the reflection of the poo
l, the almost mesmerizing glow of lights. “Come with me.” Easing around her, he winked and took her hand, leading her out of the French doors.

  She didn’t say a word as she was led down to the pool, toward the dazzling waterfall. When they were standing on the edge of the stairs, he moved behind her, wrapping his fingers around her hair and pulling it aside.

  “I think you need to be cooled off.” He brushed his index finger down the side of her neck, gathering a single bead of perspiration onto his finger.

  “Mmm… You know me too well already.”

  “Walking them into the water, he immediately dove under, savoring the chill sweeping across his body. When he surfaced under the waterfall, shooting up like a bullet, he immediately looked for her. Seeing only the shiver of the water, he paddled in a full circle. For the first time in so damn long, a smile crossed his face. If only every day could be this light hearted, free from the damning worry, the guilt.

  Katherine broke free of the water, the force splashing him with spray. Swimming toward him, she kept her eyes locked onto his, her mouth pursed. When she reached him, she stood very still, her arms by her sides.

  With all that he had and all that he’d ever been, he wanted nothing more than to own her, dominate and use her in ways that he had only envisioned. But tonight, at this particular moment, he wanted to simply be inside of her, claiming what belonged to him. Sliding his hands under her buttocks he lifted, pulling her legs around his upper thighs, his cock slipping easily inside.

  Moaning, she wrapped her arms around his neck as he pumped in and out, the friction creating waves. “I could get used to this.”

  “Don’t. I’m not this man.” Even saying the words were haunting but she needed to hear the truth. He captured her mouth, digging his nails into her skin as he pushed his tongue past her lips. The taste of her was sweet, inviting and he closed his eyes as he walked back under the waterfall.

  She explored his mouth, her tongue moving back and forth as she ground her hips, rocking forward and backward. Her hands roamed down his shoulders to his back, her fingers dragging on the various scars.

  The wetness, the way she felt was exciting, forcing his balls to swell. He was powered by the current shared, the electricity that created tingles, even shivers down the back of his legs. He turned her around and around as he continued to plunge as hard and fast as the water would allow. He stiffened, knowing she’d been able to feel the ugly welts, the marks left by a treacherous man.

  Clinging to him, she broke the kiss, dropping her head and shoulders until her back was in a deep arch, her head hitting the water.

  Snake rubbed his fingers up the length of her spine, gripping her neck and squeezing. He could tell her eyes were open wide, her mouth slack as he squeezed, cutting off a portion of her air supply. He continued pumping, using the power of his thigh muscles to drive deep inside. This was sheer ecstasy, allowing his mind to release the demons buried just below the surface.

  When he was close to coming, he lifted her out of the water, the tip of his cock just inside and engulfed her nipple, sucking and licking as she gripped his shoulders.

  “Oh…” The sound floated between them.

  He bit down, enjoying the way the pain made her flinch, her body react, tensing with anticipation. He shifted, walking toward the steps, pulling her away and easing her down onto the concrete, her hands on one step, her knees on another. As he placed one hand on her head, the other on her hip then dropped onto one knee, he shoved his shaft inside her cunt.

  Katherine grunted, the force pushing her forward.

  “Yes!” The moment, the way he was fucking her was nothing more than primal, and he plunged his cock inside hard and fast. In and out he thrust, the slap of skin against skin gyrating the water.

  She pushed back, meeting every savage plunge with one of her own, her breath sounds guttural.

  This was just the beginning. Harder and faster he plunged until his heart was thumping against his chest. He had to have all of her, every inch. When he was just about to come, he pulled out completely, wiping his mouth and dragging her back by her hair, pulling her into position. “Suck me. Make me come.”

  One hand wrapped around the base of his cock, the other sliding between his legs, cupping and squeezing his balls.

  He threw his head back, staring at the stars as she licked up from the underside of his shaft, her tongue sliding across the sensitive slit. “Yes. Fuck!”

  She wrapped her mouth around just the tip as she rolled his balls between her fingers, squeezing just enough. She took him down another inch, her tongue moving back and forth, her hand moving up and down to meet her mouth.

  His hand never left her head as she sucked, going down an inch at a time. He could hear her strangled sounds as she took him deeper, the tip hitting the back of her throat. His vision became clouded, foggy as the pressure built, his balls aching to the point of sheer agony. But he held back, keeping his orgasm at bay as she sucked, moving up and down in an orchestrated manner.

  Soft mewing sounds erupted past the thick invasion and she pulled his cock all the way out, her mouth remaining open as she peppered kisses down his shaft until she reached his balls. Taking one testicle into her mouth, she sucked as she squeezed the other.

  The combination was almost too much. “Fuck!” His entire body began to shake as he clamped down on the climax, hissing and growling.

  She moved her mouth to his other ball, licking around in lazy circles while she twisted her hand around his shaft, moving up and down, the friction increasing.

  “Shit.” He dropped his head, beads of sweat trickling down from both sides of his face, cascading down to her forehead. He licked his dry lips and tried to concentrate. “Suck me. Suck me now.”

  Obeying instantly, she took the entire length of his cock into her mouth until her bottom lip rested on his balls. Holding the stance, she used her strong jaw muscles to clamp around him, the move like a tight vice.

  He could stand no more. Keeping her head in position, he held his breath as his balls filled with cum. The moment he exploded, filling her mouth and throat with heated cum, a rush of energy and electricity coursed through every cell in his body. Spots of light floated in front of his eyes and he clamped them shut.

  She squeezed his balls as she took every drop and when he’d stopped shaking, she moved up and down on his dick several times. When she eased back, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

  His legs continued to shake as he blinked several times, trying to focus, trying to see her lovely face. Her expression was one of reverence and as relaxed as he was, free of tension, he remained hungry. His need to cause pain remained, hovering just below the surface. Careful. Be careful. The ugly voice would drive him mad. But he would listen. He would tolerate.

  Still, after a few seconds, he pulled her up and over the edge of the pool, her naked ass in the air. “You will learn how to suck me.”

  Smack! Crack!

  The sting of the water as he hit her already bruised ass forced her to jerk up, her mouth going slack. “Oh!”

  Pop! Whap!

  Snake pressed his hand on the small of her back as he spanked her ass cheeks and upper thighs. This was so personal, so close.

  Crack! Slap! Crack!

  Back and forth, he peppered her ass with hard spanks, moving into a practiced rhythm.

  Smack! Pop!

  She moaned but didn’t struggle, yet she pressed her face against the cool concrete, her eyes remaining open.

  Crack! Slap! Pop!

  Spanking her was cathartic, even bittersweet but he could tell she’d fallen into a state of bliss.

  Whap! Pop!

  “Oh…” The moan was full of ecstasy.

  Crack! Smack!

  Harder and faster he peppered her ass with his hand, relishing in his own hint of pain.

  Whap! Pop!

  He remained shaking, his cock already swelling. And he could smell her intense desire.

  Smack! Crack!<
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  Rolling her over, he lifted and opened her legs, burying his face into her pussy.

  “Snake!” Her cry was barely audible.

  Swirling his tongue around her clit, he pulled her pussy lips wide open before nipping her tender flesh. He teased her cunt, wiggling a single finger just inside.

  Whimpering, she pulled her legs up and back, opening herself wide, the invitation blatant.

  He licked up and down, sucking her sweet juice. Inserting two fingers, he thrust them inside, flexing them open as he darted his tongue in and out.

  “God…”

  Adding a third and fourth finger, he watched her reactions as he shoved his mouth and nose into her cunt.

  “I’m going to… come.”

  “Not yet,” he growled and tapped her on the inside of her thigh. “Not until I tell you.”

  “Mmm… Yes, sir.” Her face pinched, she wiggled, her body undulating as he drove his fingers deep inside.

  He knew she was close, could tell she was struggling. When her entire body began to shake, he sucked on her clit before whispering. “Come. Now!”

  Gulping, she bit down on her lower lip as she jerked up. “Ah!”

  Holding her down, he sucked, drinking her sweet honey and continued plunging. Able to see another wave crashing into her, he slid two fingers inside her ass, pumping both hands in an alternating fashion.

  “Oh…God. I…” Jerking up, she issued a silent scream. Panting, she slapped her hands over her mouth.

  Snake wiped his mouth on the inside of her leg before easing back. A moment of sadness slithered into his heart. He couldn’t care about her. He couldn’t allow himself to give a shit.

  If he did, she would die.

  Rubbing her nose, she sniffed and wasn’t certain what was tickling. She opened her eyes but was unable to tell what she was looking at. Her thoughts roamed as she tried to figure out where she was.

  Shifting, she finally focused, and the open French doors were allowing the morning air, a light breeze inside. The smell of the ocean mixed with something sweet, the fragrance of various flowers. She was cognizant that she was naked, her skin sensitive as she moved. Her body ached, and her ass was in pain. Pain. Last night.