Devotion

by Alexa Riley

  “What are we watching?” she asks as she grabs a soda and takes a drink.

  “I told you that I’d let you decide. Any ideas?”

  “Hmmm.” She thinks for a second before her smile widens. “Do you have Fantasia? I danced to that once when I was younger and everyone said it was a Disney movie.”

  I laugh and nod. “Yes, I can get that for you.” I click on a few buttons on the remote as Aurora excitedly gets settled.

  She eats and giggles as I go through and find it, talking about the food and how much she likes it. I love the sound of her happiness, and that comes with it. Seeing the look on her face, the lightness of her steps. It’s like seeing a flower blossom for the first time.

  After the movie begins, she pushes the tray of food to the table in front of us. Now I notice that she’s moved closer to me. And that she’s dragged the blanket over with her.

  Once the music begins to play, she leans in beside me as I wrap my arm around her. The position is so natural and easy. It’s like we’ve done it thousands of times before.

  Her hand moves to rest on my stomach, and I feel my cock flex upward as if trying to reach it.

  The movie plays, but I don’t see a single frame of it. I watch Aurora as she watches it. The way the characters dance and the music plays, she’s mesmerized. But after an hour, her eyelids begin to grow heavy and sleep takes her.

  I rest my hand on top of hers, feeling the softness of her under my palm. After a moment, she wiggles beside me and her hand moves lower. She’s barely an inch from my cock, and he knows it.

  I hold still as she mumbles in her sleep, and I swear I hear my name. Then her hand dips once again and it’s resting right on top of my hard length. The heat of my shaft pulses under her touch, and I squeeze my eyes tight. She doesn’t even have to move her hand and I can already feel the need fast approaching.

  My hand is still on top of hers, so I press down gently, holding her in place as I suck in a breath and cum all over myself. I fill my boxer briefs with the sticky release I long to put inside her, the cream I yearn to see dripping out of her little virgin cunt.

  I know her sweet pussy is fresh. There’s no way that controlling bitch of a mother let a cock anywhere near her honey hive. No, that warm, sugary center she’s got dripping between her legs is all for me.

  When I’ve felt the last of my release, I gently take Aurora’s hand off of my still-hard length and place it on my chest. I feel her lips come up to my neck as she snuggles in further, and I love the feeling. Reaching down, I grab her thigh and hitch it up over me. Her body is half on mine, and I wonder if she’s got panties on under her nightgown. I want her body wrapped around me as she sleeps. It’s the only way I’ll feel any sort of relief.

  Cumming in my pants isn’t working anymore, but at least it’s one way to keep from walking crooked. This little star has me tangled in her web. But there’s no place I’d rather be, and I just hope that soon she will feel the same way.

  Soon, I’ll tell her the truth, but I want her bred before that happens. I want her belly round with my baby and bound to me in every way possible before the truth comes to light.

  One day she’ll see all that I’ve done for her. All that I’ve done for us. One day, she’ll be mine in every way possible.

  I bury my face in her hair as I hold her close. I start to grind my cock against her thigh and think that maybe one more time wouldn’t hurt.

  Chapter Nine

  Aurora

  I roll over to find I’m once again in my own bed. I don’t even remember how I got here, but Noah had to have carried me here. Last night was wonderful. I don’t remember the last time I had that much fun or felt that relaxed.

  I’ve also noticed that the two nights I’ve spent here I haven’t had to dance myself to exhaustion so that I could find sleep. I smile when I see a plate of food next to my bed, with a note on it. I pick it up and read it.

  I know you talked about wanting to learn to cook. I took the boat to the mainland to get you some cookbooks and a few other things.

  Elina

  I should probably ask what’s happening around here, but I can’t find the will to care. All I can think about is finding Noah. I bite my lip, thinking about how I cuddled up next to him and he let me. I kept moving closer and closer, and he didn’t try to push me away. I think I finally passed out halfway on top of him. My face warms at the memory. I felt like I was home and easily melted into him, loving the feel of him against me.

  Sitting up, I pick up the plate and start eating fast, not tasting the food. I wonder if I can go find Noah. Elina pointed out where his office was yesterday. I would have to think of a reason of why I was stopping by.

  Setting the empty plate back down on the bedside table, I jump from my bed. I don’t want to wait to go see him. I brush my teeth and hair before leaving my bedroom, but I don’t change out of my pajamas.

  I make my way down the hallway to the double doors that lead to his office. Elina never told me I wasn’t allowed to go back here. In fact, she told me I was allowed everywhere but to let someone know if I went out to the beach.

  I walk down the hall but stop when I hear voices. One of the doors to Noah’s office is slightly ajar. I debate turning around and leaving until I hear a woman’s voice and find myself taking a step closer to his office as quietly as possible.

  “It’s time for you to come home. We need you,” I hear the woman say. The words make a pit form in my stomach. Does he have a family somewhere? Maybe off the island? I close my eyes, feeling like someone punched me as I try to catch my breath. “You can’t stay here and play with this girl like a toy. For Christ’s sake, she looks like she’s barely gone through puberty. You’re going to ruin your reputation along with your career.”

  “When have I ever cared about my reputation? In fact—”

  I turn, not wanting to hear any more. I place my hand over my mouth so a sob won’t escape. I go to the only place I ever go when I feel I have nothing. The dance studio.

  I pause in the doorway when I see a man cleaning the room. I wipe the tears from my eyes. I know I should probably go back to my room, but I walk into the dance studio.

  “Do you mind?” I point to the stereo, and he shakes his head. I need to dance. I have to. It’s the only thing that can push away the things I’m feeling. I need to get lost for a few moments and let go.

  I shouldn’t be upset. Noah isn’t mine. Maybe the things he’s been doing with me were fatherly and I didn’t know any better. I never had a father in my life. I guess I took things to be more than they were, or maybe I wanted it so bad I pretended to see more than there really was. Once again I was being a naïve little girl.

  I walk over to the stereo and flip it on, not caring if the cleaner is watching me. I’m used to it. Heck, I’m used to dancing in front of thousands of people nightly. I brush away a few of the tears still lingering on my cheeks and start to move.

  The word “toy” flutters through my mind over and over as I let my body move to the music. Was she his wife? Is this why this place exists? Does he sweep away all his “toys” to this island? Is that what I am? A thing to play with?

  Yes, my mind says. People are always using you for what they want. What they can get from you. I move faster, trying to dispel my dark thoughts, but they keep rushing at me. For once in my life, I can’t make them disappear.

  “Get. The. Fuck Out,” I hear bellowed through the room, and I freeze.

  I turn to see Noah standing in the doorway to the dance studio, and my heart drops. He wants me to leave. Maybe the woman won the battle. He’s sending me back.

  “Okay,” I whisper, walking over to the stereo and turning it off.

  “I thought I made it clear to all male staff they weren’t allowed around here. I want everyone off the island. Now.”

  I turn to look at him, confused by his words, and I see he’s talking to the man who was cleaning the studio. The man nods and practically runs from the room.

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nbsp; Noah turns his eyes on me, running his hands through his hair as if trying to get himself under control.

  I stand there, unsure what to do. I can’t be mad at him, can I? I have to stay here for a whole year. Even if he can’t be mine and belongs to someone else, I’d rather be here than back home with my mom. At least maybe here I could avoid him. Though I’m not so sure he is avoidable.

  “Little star,” he growls, clearing some of the distance between us. “You cannot allow men to see you like this.” He raises his hand and trails his finger over the fabric of my nightgown, brushing the side of my breast softly.

  I look down, realizing I hadn’t given a though to what I was wearing.

  “You see me like this.” I raise my chin in defiance. Why does he care if men see me? He has a wife. I think.

  “Yes, I see you like this,” he agrees. I step away from him.

  “Don’t you have work or something to be doing? How about you do that and I’ll dance for whoever I want.”

  A smirk pulls at his lips, but I can still see anger in his eyes.

  “Look at you. Not even forty-eight hours here and you’re already blossoming. The parts of you that you try to hide are coming out. Let’s see what else I can get to come out,” he says, before he grabs me and pulls me into him.

  Chapter Ten

  Noah

  Her body molds against mine as I hold her to me.

  “You don’t know it, little star, but you’re a tease.” I rub my cock between her barely covered legs and feel her press harder against my thick shaft. “What would you do if I took you down on the floor and licked your little pussy?”

  Her intake of breath lets me know I’ve shocked her, but her eyes show no signs of fear. There, the only thing I see is desire. Blatant need for attention, affection, and release.

  “Have you ever been kissed there?” I ask, leaning down, just a breath from her lips. “Have you ever had a man’s mouth on your pretty cunt?”

  “N-no.” She looks down at my lips and then back to me. “I’ve never been kissed. Anywhere.”

  “I know. All men know when they take one look at you. That’s why they all want to get a peek. That man that was in here before was as hard as I am for it. He could see how tight you were, imagining what it would feel like to slide his dick in and out of your pussy.” I run my hands down her back and squeeze her ass, pressing her harder into my cock. “You wave it around like a red flag. And you’re just waiting for a bull to come and take it. Aren’t you?”

  She bites her lip and nods.

  “I bet you walked in here without any panties on, begging for someone to look at you. Dancing around and making your nightgown rise up, showing just a hint of what’s between your legs.” I lean down and run my tongue over her bottom lip. “Did you want it to be me? Did you want to bend over and spread your legs, praying I’d catch a glimpse by accident? That I would take one look at your little virgin cunt and I wouldn’t be able to control myself?”

  “Yes.” Her voice is deep, and she moves against me on her own. She’s looking for friction.

  “I’ll tell you a secret, little star.” I run my hand under her nightgown and rub it across her bare ass. “I would have.”

  She moans, and I lean down, taking her mouth and tasting her tongue. Her arms encircle my neck, and she clings to me as I pull her legs up around my waist. I want to carry her to bed, but that would take too long. So instead, I kneel down on the ground with her and lay her down on the dance floor.

  Sitting up, I use two hands to grab the front of her soft green gown and rip it right down the center. Her long, lean body is bared before me, and I lie down on top of her, covering her nakedness with my weight. I bring both hands to either side of her face, and her hands go to my waist as her legs spread for me.

  “I want all of you, little star. I have from the second I saw you. You were meant to be mine.”

  She blushes as she rubs her thighs against my sides. “Something about you makes me feel whole. I’ve never felt this way before.”

  “I’ll make sure you’ll always be whole and taken care of.” I kiss her again, and though I want to slow down, there’s no stopping this train.

  I strip off my clothes as my mouth kisses every part of her skin I can reach. When I move to her breasts, her nipples are hard and the soft pink buds are tight with need. I suck one into my mouth, taking as much of her breast as I can. Then I move to the other, licking and sucking them until she’s mewling for more. I pinch one and then go to the other, back and forth, I torment her virgin nipples. They’ve never been treated like this, and they’re so sensitive that her back is arching with every touch.

  When I’m down to my boxer briefs, I move between her legs and press my nose against her pussy and inhale. Her soft curls are damp with her desire, and the smell of her is rich and warm. My mouth waters at the scent, needing to swallow it down.

  “Look at your special little flower,” I say blowing on it slightly and watching her legs spread. “I bet you taste sweeter than any nectar on this earth.”

  I lean down and run my nose against her folds, teasing her and myself. “You were so eager to show this to anyone who would watch. But you’ll never do that again, will you, Aurora?”

  My voice is stern, and she nods right away. “Never. I promise.”

  “Only for me,” I growl.

  She rolls her hips and tempts me with what I want most. “Only for you.”

  I can’t wait any longer, and my mouth opens over her pussy. The taste is so good, I can’t help but close my eyes and moan. I bring two fingers up and push them into her cunt, feeling just how tight she is.

  She tenses for a second, but then melts into a puddle on the floor as I keep eating her. I give her long, firm licks against her clit as I try to work my fingers in and out of her tiny opening. I rub inside her, trying to find her G-spot, and when she arches off the floor and shouts my name, I smile against her pussy.

  “That’s it, little star. Let them hear it on the mainland.”

  She cries out with need as I give her clit all the attention she’s been after and then some. I make sure there’s not a place on her that hasn’t been tasted. Even her tight pink asshole. She tensed when I spread her ass cheeks for me, but moaned with pleasure as my tongue teased it.

  My sweet, innocent dancer is a dirty girl.

  By the time I come back to her clit, she’s nearly screaming for some kind of release.

  “Please, Noah. Please. I’m dying.”

  “Not until you’re on my cock,” I say as I kick off my boxer briefs. “You’ll come on me the first time. You’ll mark me while I’m marking you.”

  “Anything,” she begs and reaches down between us with shaky hands, guiding my cock to her opening. “I need you.”

  I slip past her wet folds and plunge in balls deep while I stroke her hard clit. She cries out and tenses for a second, but I feel her working her hips to try to find relief, pushing through the small bite of pain.

  “That’s it, Aurora. You’re so close.”

  Her body is covered in sweat and flushed with need. I look down as I thrust in and out of her and watch my cock being squeezed almost to the point of pain. Her body is so tight, but she wants me in her. She wants me to get her off with my thick cock.

  “Oh God. I can’t. It’s too much.” She closes her eyes tight, and I keep rubbing as I fuck her steady, in and out.

  Her whole body tenses as she grips my arms and screams out her climax. Her pussy clamps down on my cock, and I have no choice but to release inside her. Not that I was planning on pulling out, anyway. But with her grip, it would have been impossible.

  Warm cum fills her, and I can feel it spreading all around my dick. Creamy cum from her and from me blends together, and some even runs out down the sides of my still-hard cock.

  I softly rub her clit as she tries to catch her breath and calm her heartbeat. Our mutual lust is crazed, and now that we are both sated, I want to take her to a more comfortable
location.

  “Come here, little star. Let me take you to bed.” I kiss her lips softly, and she’s half-asleep as I pick her up and carry her to her room. Our room.

  And once she slides under the cool covers, I slide my cock into her again.

  Chapter Eleven

  Aurora

  I wake to warmth surrounding me, the smell of Noah filling my lungs. The little bit of light coming through the windows lets me know the sun is already setting. We’d made love all day, and I’d slept in between.

  I roll over to get a better look at Noah, a man I know nothing about. But I let myself get lost in him all day, giving everything to him. I’d never felt so connected with someone. All the loneliness I’ve felt through my life washed away with his touches. The way he worshiped my body made me feel like I belonged to him. It felt like he couldn’t be without me.

  His face seems more at ease than normal. The usual tension of his body has dissolved. As I remember all the things we did, I close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to get my bearings.

  Opening them back up, I sit up on the side of the bed and try to straighten out my thoughts. I still can’t believe that happened. I look over my shoulder at the man that I want more than anything. But I can’t forget what happened before he came for me this morning. The things I’d overheard. I don’t know how I got so lost in the moment I let those things slip my mind so easily.

  Maybe because I didn’t want to believe them. I wanted him all to myself. I stand up from the bed and go to get some clothes. Slipping quickly into my closet, I find a nightshirt and put it on. As I move through the room and into the hallway as quietly as possible, I feel the sweet aches left behind by the hours we spent in bed together.