Fractured Fairy Tales: A SaSS Anthology

by Amy Marie

  “Open your eyes, Zelle. I want you to watch me eat your sweet pussy.” Both hands part my lips and Ryder’s tongue takes long lazy swipes from my clit to my ass. I prop my leg up on his shoulder, giving him a full access to feast on my pussy. The stroke of his tongue on my clit becomes more persistent. He begins fucking me with two fingers, long and hard.

  He growls, “Fuck yes. You are so responsive. Fuck my tongue. Cum all over my face, sweet Zelle.”

  My climax builds. I hold onto his hair; my hips have a mind of their own and I ride his tongue until I’m incoherent. My orgasm crests and I fall over the edge into pleasure I never imagined existed.

  Chapter 6

  Ride – Somo

  Ryder finishes washing us both after that amazing orgasm. “I’m taking you to bed to pop that cherry. I’m going to worship your body and lose myself in you.”

  “Yes, please.” It’s all I can muster. He dries my body and then lifts me up, kissing me senseless as he carries me into my bedroom. I can taste myself on his lips and tongue, and it only adds to my arousal.

  I rock myself up and down along his shaft, coating his cock. I could easily work his cock into me, but I want to give him pleasure first. “I want you in my mouth, Ryder. I want to taste you again.”

  Ryder lowers me to my feet and I drop to my knees. His cock is so beautiful. It glistens with my juices and I stroke him lightly before tasting both of us on his cock. It’s intoxicating and I can’t get enough. Ryder grabs a handful of my hair and guides himself in and out of my mouth. His abs, quads, and glutes flex and contract. The veins in his hands stand out when he tightens his grip in my hair, the pain only adding to my pleasure. I’m already addicted to this man and how he makes me feel. He releases my hair and quickly withdraws from my mouth.

  “Your mouth feels so fucking good, Zelle. I’m so close to cumming and I want to save my load for your sweet cunt. Up on the bed, Z.”

  I crawl on the bed giving him a full view of my ass and pussy. I look over my shoulder and he’s stroking his cock, his eyes are glued to my pussy. He places both hands down on my ass and squeezes my cheeks, hard. I press into his hands and moan. I’m stunned by the pleasure that floods me when he smacks my ass, leaving a delicious burn. “Your pussy is so wet for me, your juices are running down your leg.”

  He lines his hips up with my ass and he rubs himself back and forth through my wetness, coating himself but never penetrating me. It feels so good. My hips jerk involuntarily, wanting all of him.

  Smacking my ass again, Ryder orders me onto my back and presses his hips to mine. Scooping my legs into his arms, he drapes my knees over his elbows and then braces his hands near my ribs. “I want to look into your beautiful eyes when I take this sweet pussy.” I lift my hips off the bed, trying to get the friction I need.

  Ryder smacks with clit with his cock twice, startling me before he enters me fully with a roar. It’s a delicious sting that makes me cry out in pleasure and pain. Staring into my eyes, he doesn’t move, keeping his chest against mine as he allows my body to adjust.

  “Your cunt is so fucking tight. You feel so good wrapped around my cock.” He pulls out until only the tip is in my cunt and then begins fucking me in long, powerful strokes. Ecstasy takes my breath away. Ryder kisses my neck and jaw, then brushes his lips down my chest until his warm mouth envelops a nipple.

  I tug his hair and pull his mouth to mine. My hips eagerly meet his, praying this pleasure never ends. I give him permission to fuck me the way his body needs. “More, Ryder. It’s your turn to lose yourself in me.” He lifts himself up and stares into my eyes, gauging my readiness. “Take me, Ryder. I need a little pain with my pleasure. This feels so good but I need more. .”

  He drapes my legs over his shoulders, kissing my knees. He lifts my ass from the bed, trapping my long hair beneath me. His hips piston into mine, each thrust jerking me backward and making my scalp sting deliciously. I explore my breasts, making sure to twist my nipples before moving down to my clit. I rub myself, matching him stroke for stroke.

  “Look at you, babe. That’s right. Play with your pussy. I want you to cum all over my cock.” Dominant Ryder is sexually potent. I throw my head back and work my clit as he pounds his cock into me. I cry out in pleasure, my body convulsing all over his cock.

  When my spasms slow, Ryder flips me over onto all fours. Wrapping some of my hair in one hand, he smacks me on the ass with the other and enters me from behind. With each thrust, he pulls my hair and praises my pussy. I press my hips back and match his rhythm, offering him everything. “I’m going to cum soon, Zelle. This pussy is too good.”

  I moan and gasp, “I want your cum, Ryder. Don’t stop till you’ve filled this pussy.” I press my head to the bed, lost in pleasure as another orgasm washes over me. I cry out Ryder’s name.

  “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck, Zelle.” Ryder roars, his cock twitching as I milk the last of his orgasm.

  His chest collapses onto my back as we both fall to the bed, panting, trying to catch our breath. After a few minutes, he pulls out and rolls us over and lays me across his chest. Stroking my hair away from my face, he whispers, “We’re just getting started, Zelle.”

  My pussy contracts and I feel his cum leak out of me at his words. I never knew pleasure like this truly existed. I thought the romance novels Raquel shared with me were bullshit, but now I know it’s all true—Ryder is my happily ever after.

  Chapter 7

  Skyscraper – Demi Lovato

  We spend hours making love, eating, fucking, and napping, Glancing at my phone, I see I’ve missed a handful of calls from Raquel during the last half hour. I quickly return her call while Ryder naps.

  “What’s up, Raq?” I ask, still blissed out and thinking of nothing but the man in my bed.

  “Z! I’m in the elevator. The security cameras had to be set back. Your mother is on her way and she’s pissed. She knows there is a man in your suite. We need to get you out of there immediately. My sources say she’s about twenty minutes out. I’m at your door, I’m coming in.” Sheer panic sets in.

  Ryder awakens abruptly when he hears my sobs. “Zelle?”

  “Get dressed, Ryder. You have to go.” My heart breaks at the cruel tone of my voice. I jump up from my bed and frantically dress.

  I hear the door slam as Raquel yells for me. “Let’s go, Z. Grab a bag and get your clothes on. We’re running out of time.”

  “What the fuck is going on?” He demands, getting off the bed and making his way to me. Raquel steps into my bedroom and shouts, “Her fucking mother is what’s going on. Zelle grew up without ever having left this suite. Her mother is controlling and emotionally abusive, and she’s on her way here. She’s dangerous and we have got to get Zelle out of here.”

  Sobbing, I finally manage, “She’ll hurt you, Ryder. Leave and forget you ever met me.”

  “Fuck that. You’re coming with me. I will protect you.” The look he gives Raquel tells us both he’ll allow no debate. He asks for details about mother. I begin throwing clothes into my bag along with the only thing that is of value to me—my old monogrammed blanket.

  “Where did you get that blanket, Zelle?” I freeze at Ryder’s tone.

  My eyes wide, I’m truthful. “It was my baby blanket. Between mother’s demands and loneliness, it’s the only thing that gives me comfort.”

  “Oh my god.” He says. “Grab your shoes, we’re leaving now.” His urgency makes us pick up the pace. I slip into my Toms and the three of us make our way out of the tower. In the elevator, she gives him her number before we sprint to his Porsche 911.

  He’s fingers fly as he texts. “I want updates every ten minutes, Raquel. I think I have an idea of what we’re dealing with here, but I need my team to check it out. I’m special forces and have a team set up in Paradise. We’re going to ditch your car, Raquel, and go to my office to ensure everyone’s safety.”

  Raquel nods her head in agreement. Fortunately, Ryders team wasn’t far. A large, black SUV sc
reeches to a halt behind Ryder’s. When the passenger door is thrust open, Ryder says, “This is Max, Raquel. You’re safe with him.” She jumps in and we get into Ryder’s Porsche. Then we drive as fast as we dare all the way to Paradise.

  Ryder reaches for my hand and promises he will keep me safe. “I’m so sorry I dragged you into this mess, Ryder. I was so shocked when you came to my suite I completely forgot about my mother.”

  “You didn’t do anything wrong, Zelle. That blanket put all the pieces together. I can’t share anything with you just yet, but we’re going to get to the bottom of this once I confirm a few things. I promise, I will be by your side the entire time.”

  I stare out of the car window watching the Vegas lights disappear from view. Ryder squeezes my hand tenderly. “Have you truly never been out of the tower?”

  “Not once. I have lived in fear of my mother ever since I can remember. The tower, the penthouse, they’re both very beautiful, but I’ve lived under strict orders from my mother. Mother believes the outside world is filled with sex and sin. She told me I’d never be anything more than an object for a man to use for his pleasure and then forget. She said it was for my own protection.”

  “What bullshit!” He’s angry and I don’t blame him. We pull into the underground parking garage of an apartment building. Ryder grabs my bag and we exit his car. The SUV pulls in beside us. Max and Ryder hurry us to the entrance, where Ryder enters a series of codes. After a quiet whoosh, we enter the building and Max secures the door.

  Ryder presses a button on the wall and commands everyone to meet in the conference room in five minutes. The men escort us to a room with a huge table and more than twenty chairs. Max and Raquel sit, but Ryder and I remain standing. At the head of the table, Ryder opens his laptop and projects it onto the large screen.

  He uses a keyword search: abducted baby r, 1999, Las Vegas.

  An image of a young couple appears on the screen. The woman is beautiful and I’m shocked that our eyes are the same shade of lavender. She’s holding a baby wrapped in a blanket identical to mine.

  My knees feel week. Silent tears flow down my cheeks and my world fades to black. Ryder catches me before I hit the floor.

  Chapter 8

  The Voice Within – Christina Aguilera

  Ryder immediately gives orders to his team. He wants the FBI and the CIA involved. He asks to speak with Agent Hook immediately.

  “Agent Hook, I have information in the baby R. cold case. Meet me at headquarters.” The line goes dead. He has a team of about twenty men and women, each one completing their individual tasks.

  My head on Raquel’s shoulder, we sit silently holding hands. I jump when my phone rings.

  “It’s mother,” I cry. Immediately at my side, Ryder embraces me and I feel safe.

  He kisses my temple. “I need you to answer your phone, sweetheart. We are on top of this. My people aren’t the only ones working this case.”

  I look at him and nod, then take a deep breath and answer my phone.

  “Zelle, where are you?” She shouts in the harshest tone I’ve ever heard from her.

  “Mother.” I respond with just as much venom. “Who are you and what did you do to me?”

  She seethes, “You ungrateful whore. I am your mother. The one that gave you a million-dollar penthouse. The one who allowed you to take dance lessons. The one who allowed your whore of a friend into my home to corrupt you. You tell me, right now, where you are.” I shiver at the venom in her words.

  “You’re not my mother. You don’t even know the meaning of the word. Why did you take me? Where are my parents?” I scream.

  “This is exactly why I never let you out of that tower.” She pauses and then shrieks, You’re no longer pure! You had sex. There’s proof all over these sheets. You’re a sinner, nothing but a whore like your mother.” And the line goes dead.

  I’m so mad I’m trembling. Ryder picks me up and places me in is lap to help calm me down. I relax into his embrace, but my mind is a mess of unanswered questions.

  It’s not long before agent Hook arrives and introduces himself to me and Raquel.

  “I was assigned to your case right after your abduction, ma’am. You weren’t quite a year old. Your parents hosted a millennium party and hired several sitters to watch all of the children. Just after the stroke of midnight, your parents went up to check in on you and found you missing. All of the sitters were present and have been interviewed multiple times over the years. It had to have been an inside job. Your parents have never stopped looking for you. They split their time between California and Germany, where your father is from.”

  Max interjects, “I’ve contacted your parents and let them know you’ve been found. They were in Germany and should be here by tomorrow afternoon, along with your siblings.”

  “I have siblings?” I ask in fascination.

  “You do. You have a thirteen-year-old brother and an eight-year-old sister. They will all be here tomorrow.”

  Ryder holds me closer. “This building is completely secure and there are several furnished apartments. You and Raquel will stay here tonight.”

  Agent Hook clears his throat. “We are closing in on your mother. Why don’t you girls go and make yourself comfortable for the night. Tomorrow is a big day for everyone.” He and Ryder talk for a minute, then they shake hands and the agent leaves.

  Ryder says something to Max and they both head our way. “Zelle, you and I will be staying in the suite right above Max and Raquel. Raquel, it is a three-bedroom suite and you are in good hands.”

  Chapter 9

  Sex With Me - Rihanna

  Ryder leads us to our room. The space is masculine and modern. It smells woodsy and potent, like him.

  “I’m going to run you a bath, Zelle. Would you like some wine?” He asks.

  I shrug. “I’ve never had wine before, Ryder. I just need you.” I respond honestly.

  He hugs me tight, staring into my eyes. “I’m never letting you go. You are a part of me now. You owned me the minute you let me cum in your sweet little pussy. We’re in this together, I promise.”

  “I need to lose myself in you tonight, Ryder. My life is out of control. I want... I want to take it back. I need to ride your cock and think of nothing more than the pleasure I want to give you.” I say, licking my lips.

  “Tell me where you want me,” he says gruffly.

  “I want to undress you.” I caress his cock through his jeans.

  “I’m yours, Zelle.”

  I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him to me. Kissing him deeply, I unbutton his shirt and pull it down his arms, exploring his tattoos with my tongue. This man is so sexy and powerful. I undo his belt and drag his zipper down, pulling his cock free. He’s hard and hot in my hand. He groans, “So good, ” and moans as I stroke him.

  I pull his pants down and drop to my knees before him. I want to make this man come undone. I lick the tip and he hisses, urging me on. I stare into his whiskey colored eyes and take make love to his cock with my mouth.

  He holds my head in his hands to keep himself grounded. Not pulling or directing, he lets me set the pace. With a pop, I release his cock and take his balls into my mouth, one at a time, and use my a hand to jack him off. His breathing becomes erratic. I look up at him, “I want you to cum in my mouth. Pull my hair and fuck my mouth until you give me every last drop.”

  Flexing his fingers, he grabs fists full of hair and my eyes water at the delicious sting. “Open up for daddy, Princess. I’m going to fill your mouth full of my cock.” I hold my mouth open as he begins feverishly fucking my face. I love this rough side of Ryder. My pussy weeps and I begin stroking my clit through my jeans.

  “I’m going to make you feel so good after I nut down your throat.” He withdraws his cock and begins vigorously stroking it. “Hold your mouth open for me, Princess.” I do as he asks and warm cum coats my tongue. “Fuck, that is so fucking hot.” I hold still, so he can watch until he’s done and
then I drink him all in. He’s so turned on watching me swallow his cum that he ejaculates once more onto my lips and cheek.

  Being a naughty girl at heart, I wipe his cum away with my finger and stick it in my mouth, not wanting to waste a drop.

  “Christ, Zelle. You’re going to fucking kill me.” Pulling me up from my knees, Ryder kisses me and I know there’s so much more to come.

  I help him step out of his jeans and guide him onto the large leather recliner. He sits there, waiting for my next move.

  I pull my phone out of my back pocket and play a song bound to get his libido pumping again. I do a sexy strip tease for him and get lost in the music like I always do. I sing directly to him about how sex with him is so amazing.

  I touch my breasts and put them in his face. Never taking his eyes off mine, he licks my nipple, before biting and sucking and then releasing them, one at a time. I look down and see he’s stroking his cock.

  I turn my back to him and bend over so that my ass and pussy are on full display. “Your pussy is begging for my mouth, Z.”

  I run my fingers through my folds for him and say, “So come and eat it.”

  His hands grab my ass cheeks and he dives in, licking and nipping at my lips and clit. Pleasure floods me. I’m bent over holding onto my ankles and grinding my ass all over his face. I love this position. He has full access, licking my pussy and ass and fucking me with his tongue. I’m lost in pleasure and begin chanting “fuck” over and over until I fly over the edge and into bliss.

  Ryder releases my ass and I drop into his lap. Kissing him, I murmur, “I don’t want to go a single day without feeling your mouth on my pussy.”

  Ryder smiles and cups my mons. “Deal.”