The Devil's Good Intentions

by Kari Miller

  He pulled out, picked her up and dropped her on her back. He grunted at her gasp as he placed her lower back on the pillows and pushed her legs against her stomach. When he thrust back into her anal passage, she continued to moan and struggle beneath him, feeding his power over her. With his free hand, he thrust two fingers into her pussy and moved them in and out of her at the same pace as his cock. When he saw the sweat bead down her brow, he knew it was time. He peered down and watched himself plunge in and out of her, causing his cock to swell.

  “Oh yeah!” He grunted as he slipped his fingers out of her and smoothed the juices around her nub.

  Her body started to convulse beneath him and the squeeze around his cock brought him to release at the same time.

  He could hear her muffled mewing sounds as her body convulsed and thrashed beneath him. His body twitched and convulsed in like as her tight ass held onto his cock and milked it.

  “Katherine!” he gritted out, right before he collapsed.

  ~

  Salvador collapsed beside her and his cock slipped out of her ass. She moaned as it slipped out and then revelled in the after effect.

  Her entire body was humming from head to toe. She felt lethargic in the after effects of her orgasm. Both her pussy and her anus thumped in perfect rhythm, which that in itself would lead to another orgasm if she moved slightly.

  She was light headed and completely relaxed – or was it exhaustion? Her nipples tingled and felt more sensitive than ever before. Her entire body was limp and she could still feel more liquid seeping from her pussy and leaking down her thigh. She didn’t care.

  “Did I hurt you badly?” Salvador’s gentle voice reached her ears.

  She would have shaken her head no, but settled for a muffled “Mmm” from behind her gag, which he was at the moment undoing.

  When the gag came off, he started on her blindfold. She knew from the last time to keep her eyes shut; truthfully she was too relaxed to open them.

  Sitting her up, he unfastened the binds on her ankles and wrists.

  Scooping her into his side, every inch of his skin that touched hers felt like searing heat. Her skin had taken a life of its own and when she felt his shaft press up against her butt cheeks, she felt another wave of ecstasy course through her body.

  When she finally stopped twitching her body began to shiver.

  “It’s the endorphins” He murmured against her skin as he kissed her.

  “You’ll be sensitive for a while, Love.” He gently informed her after he snuffed out the last light and scooped her up against him.

  “Are you sure you’re alright?” he asked her again.

  If she didn’t know any better, she would swear he sounded a bit guilty.

  “More than alright, now let me sleep” She mumbled out as she tried to stop shivering.

  ~

  He chuckled while throwing the blankets over her. Kissing her shoulder again, he stumbled out of bed and headed for the bathing chamber. She was barely awake when he returned and smiled to himself as he gently cleaned between her legs.

  She was asleep by the time he returned to bed and snuggled back into her.

  The following day went by rather quickly. He had much to do around the estate and two meetings scheduled with investors. Katherine had slept through breakfast and he had warned Sarah to let her sleep. After his first meeting, he had a couple of hours to spare and caught up with Katherine in the garden. He asked if she wanted to go riding and then grinned when her eyes widened. She took a quick intake of breath before passing on the offer. He knew why she was passing and she knew why he was grinning. She hit his arm with her fan and called him a devil as she strolled away with a sexy sway to her hips.

  After supper they played chess and then retired to bed. His appetite for her had been steadily growing to the point that he was starting to worry. He was having a hard time focusing when he was with or without her. When he wasn’t with her, his mind often wandered to her and found himself wondering what she was doing. When he was in her company, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her; he even felt the need to constantly touch her. He had taken her again that night and they had made wild love. He replayed the night before in his head over and over that day and cursed himself for being so rough. She didn’t say anything to him about it nor did she shun him, but even he had to admit that what he had done was borderline rape. He couldn’t help himself though. He needed her. And it was only when she was at his mercy that she showed her need for him. He wanted her needing him all the time though – and not just in the throes of passion.

  He hadn’t realized just how desperate he was for the family life he craved while growing up until he had swept her away from her world. Now that he had her, he was terrified that she would become his mother and that family life would be lost to him. He needed her approval and adoration. When he felt smothered by the need he wouldn’t think – just act. He would take command of her body and drink in her need that only he could give her. He always had dark desires when it came to making love but if he wasn’t careful he would lose his control and then lose her forever. He couldn’t let that happen.

  He tossed and turned all night and worried over what was happening to him. He knew without a doubt that he owned her body and she gave it to him freely, but until he possessed her heart and mind the madness would eat at him.

  How could he make her love him?

  ~

  The next day Rachel came to visit. They walked through the maze and Rachel caught her up on what she needed to know about Oxford life and who she could trust and who she should avoid. Rachel had confessed that like her, she felt over whelmed at times with the intensity of Charles love and that he too was a possessive man.

  “Can I ask you a personal question?” Katherine enquired while nervously biting her lip and wondering if she should just drop the subject she was about to embark on.

  “Of course! You and I are Sisters now and there is nothing that you can’t talk to me about or I you.” Rachel reassured her.

  “It’s just that…” Katherine ran her hands through her hair and let out a nervous giggle “I wanted to know…” She looked away trying to figure out how she could possibly word this without embarrassing Rachel, herself or even her husband.

  “You want to know if Charles has the same sexual appetites as Salvador.” Rachel stated rather than asked.

  Katherine let out the breath she wasn’t aware she was holding and flushed greatly as she nodded her head.

  Rachel laughed gently in understanding and then took her hand to lead her to a bench in the maze.

  “I have heard about Salvador’s…appetites and I can’t say that Charles has taken things quite that far. But I will reassure you that he does have a very healthy appetite and the bed is only a suggestion…”

  Katherine gasped at her honesty and then covered her mouth to smother a giggle. She was grateful that Rachel could speak so openly about such inappropriate topics.

  “I’m sorry for asking, it’s just that I don’t have anybody else to turn to and no other experiences to compare.” Katherine admitted.

  “There is nothing to be sorry or embarrassed about. The way I look at it, Salvador is a very passionate man and it takes a passionate woman to manage him.” Rachel grinned.

  “I’m not entirely sure you understand how passionate he really is and truthfully I’m not certain that my reactions to it are normal.”

  “Are you displeased?” Rachel asked in genuine concern.

  “Heavens No! But I wonder if that’s why I am not normal.”

  “I believe I have a pretty good idea as to his genre of passion and I can assure you that your reaction is quite normal. My Mother worked at a brothel home that catered to such desires; I will assure you they never had a slow night.” Rachel grinned again as she squeezed Katherine’s hand.

  “How fascinating” Katherine mused out loud as she tried to envision such an establishment. “But…Salvador, did he ever…you know, visit this place?”


  “From what I have been told, he had temporary arrangements with some of the girls from that establishment over the years, but he’s never become serious about any of them.”

  “Do you think that he might…” Her breath caught in her throat at the thought of Salvador visiting that place again.

  “No!” Rachel denied with certainty. “Salvador would never! He adores you Katherine and would never do anything to hurt you like that.” She tried to comfort her.

  But Katherine didn’t want him to avoid establishments like that for fear of hurting her. She wanted him to avoid them because he simply wasn’t interested anymore.

  Katherine scowled as she thought that through.

  “Oh dear, I’ve upset you.” Rachel put her arm around her and held her close.

  “Please Katherine, Salvador is a good man and a good husband, don’t worry yourself over this.”

  “I’m sorry. This new life is so different than what I am used to and I guess Salvador has been my only anchor up until now…I guess I’m just confused.”

  And she was confused. She knew without a doubt that it would tear her apart to see or hear about Salvador with another woman but could not figure out why. They had not known each other for very long so it could not possibly be love that she felt towards him. She could admit that she cared greatly for him, but love? She hadn’t loved anyone since she was a child. She could even admit to herself that she had stopped loving her Father well before his death. Would she know love if it happened to her? And if it did, what happens if Salvador doesn’t love her back? He definitely lusted for her but could he be capable of loving her? Did she want him to?

  “…and then we will retire in the sitting room for a cup of tea, does that sound good?” She caught Rachel saying over her thoughts.

  “I’m sorry Rachel, I missed what you said.” She frowned at the admittance.

  Rachel only chuckled lightly and then pulled her to her feet.

  “I said – Why don’t we find our way out of this maze and then go inside for a cup of tea.”

  “Oh! That sounds lovely!” Katherine smiled at her as they headed off into the direction they came.

  Chapter 13 - Loose Ends

  Salvador had been shaken up that morning when he arrived for breakfast. He was informed that Allison had shown up at the door in the late hours of the evening the night before and it had taken quite a bit of coaxing to finally get her to leave. He knew that he would eventually have to deal with her – and soon. She had threatened his servant that she would come back during daylight hours if she was not shown in and their Master woken up. She was getting much bolder and it needed to end. He watched Katherine and Rachel appear from the maze from his study window and smiled at how close they appeared to be coming. He was thrilled that Rachel had taken her under her wing. Rachel was an incredible lady and he felt blessed to have her in their lives.

  He grimaced as his steward informed him that his carriage was ready. He had decided that he would pay a quick visit to Allison before this got too far out of hand, with Rachel here keeping Katherine company, it was as good time to do so.

  He exited the study and went to greet the ladies as they came in.

  “Did you enjoy your stroll” He enquired as he approached them.

  “Indeed” Rachel replied with a friendly smile.

  “Rachel is lovely company” Katherine responded with a smile in like.

  “Excellent. Then I hope you won’t mind that I leave you two ladies for a couple of hours while I take care of some business in town.”

  He hated having to lie but knew the truth would be worse.

  “Not at all. Will you be back for dinner?” Katherine asked.

  “Of course. Rachel, why don’t you send a messenger to Charles and ask if he would like to join us?”

  “I think he would be more than happy to accept.” Rachel beamed.

  “Then I shall take my leave.”

  He took Rachel’s hand and bowed over it and then grabbed Katherine and crushed his lips to hers.

  He chuckled as he drew back and watched her face flush as she gasped for breath.

  Walking away, he heard her mutter out to him “Devil” and chuckled even harder.

  As he approached Allison’s, he grew more and more agitated with her for putting him into this kind of situation.

  When the carriage came to a stop, he decided not to waste any time. He leapt out of the carriage and charged right up to the door. When he found the door was locked he took out his own key and opened it without bothering to knock.

  “Allison!” He bellowed out as the maid rushed towards him in a huff. A light gasp sounded out from the sitting room next to him.

  Avoiding the maids advance, he headed towards the gasp.

  When he walked in, he found Allison desperately trying to pull her bodice back into place as Lord Wellington adjusted his trousers from over top of her.

  He grinned inwardly.

  “I’ll take my leave” Lord Wellington announced as he stood up.

  Salvador preferred there to be witnesses and put his hand out to stop him.

  “I insist you stay, this should take no more than a minute or two.” He said with the authority that made Lord Wellington flush and sit down in a chair furthest away from them.

  Allison was still struggling with her bodice and looked a trifle embarrassed. Good.

  “Allison, I made it clear to you that our arrangement had come to an end. I told you to stay away from my estate and myself. Let this be a warning, if you ever step foot on my property again, approach me in public or approach my wife I will sell the lease on this townhouse, close down all of your accounts and run you out of town.”

  She gasped as her eyes grew wide and her mouth froze into an “oh”.

  “Do I make myself clear?” He bellowed out at her.

  “Y-yes, but Salvador!” She responded on a stutter.

  “No buts!” He bellowed out as his temper started to rise.

  “I made it quite clear to you from the beginning that this would not be a lasting arrangement and that I was in no way emotionally involved with you. I have made a generous settlement with you and that should be all. Find yourself a new protector and stay out of my life.”

  Both Lord Wellington and Allison stared at him in shock. The maid clenched her hand to her chest while his steward looked on with approval.

  “But…I thought that your feelings had changed.” Allison whispered out while holding her bodice to her chest.

  “You thought wrong. You were a whore when I met you and you are still a whore. This is not a fairytale and I am not your prince. Heed my warnings and stay away from me and mine.”

  She sobbed out her ascent as he quickly turned on his heel and strolled out of the townhouse with his steward on his tale.

  “Well, if that doesn’t do it then I don’t know what will” Henry uttered as he rounded the coach.

  Salvador was too annoyed to respond so instead entered the carriage and directed Henry to the closest jeweller.

  Chapter 14 - Growing Obsession

  The dinner party that evening went well. After dinner they all retired into the parlour and played several rounds of cards before Charles and Rachel headed home and Katherine and he to their quarters.

  “That ring looks lovely on you” Salvador commented as he helped Katherine undress.

  She flushed as she clenched her tiny fist around the band and leaned into him.

  He had seen the large square amber set in a gold band and knew she had to have it. While they dressed for dinner, he had presented it to her. At first she chastised him for spoiling her and then smothered his face in gentle butterfly kisses of gratitude.

  In tradition with their nightly routine, a steaming bath was set for the both of them as well as their nightcaps on a table beside the bath for them to enjoy as they soaked.

  They were far from traditional, which is exactly the way he wanted it. Traditional marriages often become cumbersome and bori
ng. Those were the marriages that failed. He was determined that this one succeed.

  After their bath, he pulled her to her dressing table and prompted her to sit so he could brush her hair. He loved her hair and the multitudes of colors within. The predominant color was chestnut brown; however there were streaks of auburn and gold. Her hair was long and silky and once dried it would fall in waves around her.

  He couldn’t help but press his lips to her bare shoulder. He grinned when she let out a wistful sigh. Her skin wasn’t as dark as when he first brought her home, but she still had a golden hue to her that drove him wild. She was an exotic beauty and she was all his.

  He replaced the hairbrush onto the dressing table and waited for her to stand. When she did, he reached over and hooked his arms around her waist, hulling her over the bench, causing a gasp and then a giggle as he pulled her back against his chest.

  Her scent wafted up to him and he felt lost in it. She never wore perfume and still she was his favourite scent.

  “God you smell good” he whispered seductively into her ear as he lifted her up into his arms and brought her to their bed.

  “You’re not so bad yourself” she muttered while burying her nose into his chest.

  He sat onto the bed with her cradled in his lap. She practically purred for him as he wrapped his arms around her and buried his nose into her hair.

  Her breast brushed up against his chest as she turned more into his snuggle and he heard her intake of breath when she had to shift her bottom to accommodate his growing hardness.