Claimed by my best friend brother

7

Bambi

After what felt like ages, I finally got to rest my head again. I needed rest and a long sleep. I had a cold shower, dressed, and went straight to bed.

My mind and body needed that rest. I'm still lying on the bed, peacefully and it seems like all my problems have washed away, but they soon come knocking back. Or not.

I hear a knock on the door that causes me to jolt out of the bed. Jarek does not have any workers. He is solo and stays alone, aside from the driver. I know that he's the one knocking. That causes me to rush out of the bed.

I go to the door and even before I open the door, I know that it's Jarek standing there. I open the door to reveal his face and the moment I see him, heat rushes into me. Why does he have to be so good-looking?

I find myself staring at his face, but it's his harsh voice that pulls me out of my thoughts. “Undress.” He steps into the room, uninvited. But it's his house and he can obviously do whatever he wants.

I step aside and the moment Jarek is inside, I close the door and then I begin to pull off my clothes. Once I'm fully naked, I turn to face Jarek who was standing behind me.

“Anytime we meet, know that it's to f**k you, Bambi. I have no other use for you, omega.” His words hurt me and I feel my heart squeezed. But I'm too caught up in my own lust.

The same goes for Jarek. I only need him for s*x. Maybe he will bring my s****l fantasies back to life and nothing more. But I hate how much he degrades me and makes me feel like I'm nothing. I hate that with everything in me.

I look at Jarek and then I let out a low smile at him. “What exactly do you like, Bambi? How do you want me to treat you? I want to hear it from your mouth.” He asks me and I swallow.

I have a lot of dark thoughts, I like being tied up,” My voice is very low, but that is what I always wanted. Being dominated. I'm more like the type that loves being submissive.

I want to say degraded, but I can't even find the words. I decide not to. Jarek already does that a lot. “Spanking. Rough sex.” I run my tongue through my lower lips and Jarek just keeps staring at me.

“You will get it and you better be a good w***e for me birdie, and you know the world.” I can't forget it. Doe. That's all I need to say if it's getting too much.

“I will spank you if you are being a bad girl,” Jarek tells me and I watch as he begins to undo his belt. He removes his belt and then motions for me to move closer to him.

I move closer, my body already building up with so much anticipation. I'm already so wet and can't just wait for him to touch and f**k me. “There should be no touching on your part.” He tells me as he motions for me to lift my hands. I do.

I lift my hand above my head and Jarek ties my hand. “You are already privileged enough getting f****d. Don't even try to touch me….” He draws out his words and then his eyes trail in me. “Or kiss me. You are being a slut. There is nothing romantic going on here.”

His words stab my chest and Jarek fixes his belt tightly and firmly against my wrist so that I will not be able to move so easily.

“Just take it and enjoy it, Bambi.” His voice is low and his gaze is so intense and he trails his fingertips through my jawline.

I gasp at his cold touch and he keeps moving his finger tips, down to my breasts, once he gets to my n****e, he stops moving his hand and then he pinches my n****e.

I let out a small moan from the pain and pleasure that I feel. Jarek does not move from my breast and he keeps playing with my n****e, pinching and flicking it. Sometimes he pinches harshly and then he begins to rub it slowly to try and smoother the pain. Maybe?

He does the same to my other breast and in no time, I'm so wet that I can feel the wetness running down my legs. My p***y is aching and begging for his attention. His d**k.

My cheeks are flushed and Jarek seems to notice that as well. The corner of his lips curves up and he slowly plays his way down there. Trailing his fingertips slowly until he gets to my p***y.

“You are wet. Just like I want my slut to be.” He tells me as he runs his fingers through my folds. A gasp escapes my lips and my p***y clenches hard. I almost c*m at that.

“Do you want me to f**k you? You look like you want it.” Jarek points out and his fingers have finally stopped moving. My hands are tied behind my back and I can only nod.

If Jarek decides to be a jerk, I'd f**k myself. I need it.

I mod and he smiles. “You are so wet.” He removes his wet fingers from my p***y and then shows them to my face. I expect him to put his fingers in my mouth, but he doesn't and puts them in his mouth.

I watch mindlessly as he begins to suck the wetness of his fingers. It's so hot to watch his tongue swirling around his fingers. My mouth karts unconsciously and I become so hot.

“I'm an Alpha son, you are a nobody, Bambi. If you want me to f**k you, beg for it.” He states and my breath becomes so heavy.

“Play the w***e that you are and impress me, I will f**k you, Bambi. All you have to do is beg for it and you will get it,” he says and then he pops his fingers back into his mouth.