Darkest Desires

Chapter 10: Masochistic Torment

That night made me realize that when it came to crossing Ethan I'd have to think about my life and whether I cared about existing in a peaceful manner. Nothing could make me forget that night, I had reminders painted all over my skin. When he asked me to lock the door and all I heard was an internal shriek and the blood in my veins rushing to my head.

"what-

" I said lock the f*****g door!" the grunt echoed through out my room and I felt it end up in regions I'd rather not mention. My body shook right were it stood and I closed my eyes hoping that it was all an illusion and this boy wasn't in my room. It was his ever lingering scent that made me know otherwise. Citrus.

"why are you here?" I was audible enough, I raised my head and stared him dead on. As much as I wanted to run for the hills I knew I couldn't waver in standing my ground. For once I wanted him to know that I had teeth too and that when push comes to shove I wouldn't be afraid of taking a bite.

The moon light that drafted into my room through my balcony window hit a small fraction of his face, just right below his nose and I saw the smirk on his lips. Annoyance rushed through my system, but before it could show he quickly leaped towards me, my breath caught when I felt his body heat hover over my own.

With my breathing constricted I felt like I was going to pass out, so much for holding my ground, anyway how could I? When he made my body react in an instant. My gaze was glued to the sight of his chest and it dawned on me that he was shirtless. Why the hell was he shirtless in the middle of the night, much less in my room?

I hadn't realized I was still holding the door handle till he pried my hands off it, the sound of the lock sealing my fate.

"how was your date?" he whispered, I could practically taste the acid in those words. It felt like someone had put rancid lemons, with a vile sour taste as dread started to trickle deep in the pit of my belly.

I wanted to go with the that's none of your business line, but something inside me wanted to provoke a reaction from him, I had no idea where the macho was coming from but I utilized it.

"It was amazing, Damien knows how to- I regretted going down that road in an instant. His grip around my neck made my blood run cold. I could see how strained he seemed, like he was doing his best to contain himself. His chest was heaving and when I looked off to the side I could see the tick in his jaw and the steady throb of a nerve.

"is that why you kissed?" the disgust was evident in those words, why did he always make it seem like being with me was some disdainful ritual. Despite the fact that he was the one going down on me the other day. You let him! Did I? You know deep down you could have stopped him and yet you f****d his mouth like he asked. My breathing became laboured by my internal battle. I enjoyed doing that with Ethan in spite of myself.

"you f*****g smell like him" he grunted and before I could look him in the eye. He deftly bent down and picked me up in one swift move. Holy s**t what is he doing?

"put me down!" I yelled as he made quick strides, for a moment I thought he was going to dump me on the bed but when he turned to the bathroom door, my worries tripled.

"what are you doing?" I questioned when he finally let me stand on my feet, in an instant my gaze got swept away by his shirtless being. I did my best to conceal that I was staring at the hard impression of the V.

"take off the damned dress" he ran his fingers through his hair, there was nothing but anger written all over his face. The occasional jaw ticking, that vein looking like it would burst from pressure and the constant nose flaring.

"I'm not doing that Ethan" I manged to say it with out my voice cracking and revealing how I truly felt. I crossed my arms over my chest and gave a stern look, pressing my lips together in a thin line.

He gave me a lopsided glance and chuckled. He was laughing. At me.

"this act won't hold up for long" he quipped and walked over to me if it wasn't for the fire that I could see burning in his eyes maybe I would have managed to get away.

His body practically merged with my own he groped me around my waist and made quick for the shower. A shriek escaped my mouth while I heard a soft laugh echo around me. He pushed both our bodies into the shower not much effort was required.

There was some form of intimacy that I always thought existed in the shower, usually when my nose would be buried in books I'd read scenes like these, well not exactly like this considering I was manhandled and forced into the shower.

The intimacy that was evoked by two lovers, those who cherished each other and relentlessly endeavoured to showcase their love for their partners. The only thing Ethan was relentless about was his quest to doom me. It hadn't dawned on me, that my breathing had picked as I watched Ethans grey stills stare into the brown of my eyes.

His fingers gingerly trailed my cheek, a slow gentle stroke that made my breath catch. I watched the movement slow and somehow sensual. He reached the point where my collarbone met my neck lingering for a moment before he smoothly slid the thin strap of my dress off my shoulder.

I felt a little tremor assault me. I was wondering why I just stood there and watched him do the same thing to the second strap. It was like I was in some trance.

"turn around" I blinked a few times, confused. Before I proposed some sort of objection, he spoke.

"just this once listen" I stared right into his eyes, I could see it again. The lust, just by the dilation of his pupils and the hunger that was set deep in them. I felt a chill run all over my skin and end up in my nether regions, his stare made something unwind in me that night. I felt my stomach swirl and a fraction of my lips parted to allow a little more air into my lungs. I hesitated for a moment, hoping the leap I was about to take wouldn't be the end of me. Although, I felt like even if I hadn't taken it, the end of me would have still been very much on the table.

I turned around, facing the white little cubes of tiles plastered on the shower walls. I felt his body shift, moving closer as his heat drafted all around me.

"I like what you've done with your hair" I could feel my body heat rise, breathing was becoming one hell of a job.

I swallowed slowly, choosing my words wisely. Being sarcastic or rude didn't feel right, with how the situation had taken a sudden turn. How the hell did it come to this?

"thank you" I breathed.

"I want you to tell me about your date" I almost turned around to see if he was actually being serious. He gripped my waist restricting me from moving.

"don't ask questions, keep facing the front and answer" the words were calm, but I could hear the harshness that was lying underneath. It reminded of the person I was dealing with.

"what do you want to know?" I responded, realizing in that very moment that I just asked a question.

A quick, sharp slap landed on my right butt cheek. This time I did turn around.

"what the hell?" I questioned, somewhat feeling violated. He had a lazy smirk spread on his lips, his eyes were almost glinting with some mischief.

"eyes front Elena" it was a command, one I didn't hesitate to take. I let out a breath knowing full well that there was just no defying Ethan. I turned and looked ahead, trying to ignore the little tingles and constant clenching that was happening in between my legs.

"tell me how your date was" his long fingers were tagging on the little zipper that practically held my dress together.

I tried by all means to avoid the thoughts that were starting to escape and run loose inside my head. But with the way his hands were on me, my stamina was beginning to waver.

"it was great, Damien is such- I paused when I heard the sliding down of the zipper, I turned my head just a fraction only to meet his gaze. There was something intense about making eye contact from such an angle and every bone in my system started to feel like jello.

He completely slid the zipper down to the small of my back. His left hand slipped inside the opening and gently squeezed my side. An incoherent whimper left my mouth, taking me by surprise. Little goosebumps coated my skin despite feeling a build up of heat in my system.

"wha- what are you doing?" the question barely passed through my lips, my eyes closing wanting to either relish the moment or not remember it vividly. When suddenly he pulled me closer to his front all common sense was thrown out of the window.

"we both know what I want to do" he said the words against the sensitive part of my neck. The action causing me to squirm against him, I was rewarded with a groan.

"what do you want to do?" even if I felt like I knew the response, I didn't want to risk it. Part of me was eager to hear him say it and the other was wondering how it had come to this.

"I want to f**k you Elena" my tummy flipped and I felt anxiety start in the pit of my stomach. I couldn't even gasp so I just stood there dumbfound, my heart rate had increased tremendously I was wondering how I wasn't passed out on the floor by now.

His right hand gingerly started to pull down the dress exposing my chest.

"Ethan stop" it was a futile attempt but I just couldn't bare the thought of waking up the next morning and regretting all this. Deep down I knew I was on a path to hell, it was just disguised like an angelic scene.

His hands didn't hesitate to cup my breasts and in that moment I knew all was lost. I felt my n*****s tighten and harden right underneath his palm as he gave them a gentle knead. His lips rhythmically toiled with my skin and I felt the impression of his erection hard against my ass. I couldn't help but writhe against him, I could hear how well he was concealing his groan.

My dress had glided down my body to which it hadn't registered in my head. Till I felt his finger tips brush lightly against my c**t causing a minimal cry of pleasure. I was craving his touch, just right there where it all suddenly felt wet. There was something about Ethan, whenever I felt him close it wasn't like how I felt when Damien was. When Damien was close I could feel all those little emotions, the goosebumps, the fast heart beat, the nervous tummy. But when it came to Ethan it was like some liquid fire would awaken in me, like my body only wanted to live for his touch, even my sanity had left I had become the harlequin to his joker ready to risk it all for him.

My moans were no longer low and minimal, they had reached a higher peak as they followed the the strumming of his long fingers against the Holy grail of my lady parts.

"you're so ready for your master" I threw my head back, squeezing my eyes shut as the words resonated in my system and I felt an explosion of utter bliss ripple through my system.

I let out a throaty little scream, as the orgasm shook me where I stood. He held me in his arms, feeling my body convulse from his infliction. I could feel how dump my underwear had become and the only thing I wanted to do was get rid of it. But it was my last barrier, my last form of resistance. My hope that maybe the sanity that ran out the window or rather thrown would crawl back in and realign my thoughts.

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