“Stop, it hurts,” I plead. His hand comes down again. I flinch on impact, but his hand rubs over the mark, soothing the sting a little but not much. “Please Tobias stop,” I cry, trying to roll over or get up, anything to stop the burn and get away from him. But it is no use, his hand comes down, biting into my flesh. I know my ass is red raw.
“Tobias that’s enough,” Theo says, making me look up at him, tears running down my cheeks. I feel Tobias shake his head, as his hand comes down again. It hurts but isn’t as hard as the last one. I wince before his fingers slide inside me, he moves them around.
I’m wet, soaking wet. How the fuck is that even possible after that torture? He slides them in deeper, fucking me with his fingers, I try to hold back but can’t as my moans escape my lips.
It feels so good, but damn is my ass sore. “Who has control, Imogen?” he asks. I don’t answer, lost in the feeling of his fingers as he twists them inside me, making me breathless. When I take too long to answer he stops moving. I almost whimper at the loss of his fingers, I’m so close.
“Who has control, Imogen?” He says again, sliding his fingers back in, teasing before pulling them out again.
“You, you do,” I say, needing the feeling of his fingers inside me.
“Good girl,” he says, shoving them inside me again, making me moan out. He keeps moving them in and out of me. I can feel my walls start to clench around his fingers when he pulls them from me just as I’m about to come.
I whine loudly frustrated, I need release. He sits me up and places me next to him on the bed before getting up. “I find out you give in to her, I will punish her again, understood?” Theo nods and looks away from me. Tobias walks into the walk in and grabs his suit, quickly putting it on. He stops at the door, looking back at me where I’m still on the bed, my pussy throbbing in need.
“You will learn not to disobey me, Imogen. If I were you, I would learn fast,” he says before walking out leaving me sexually frustrated and needy.
Theo quickly walks out after him. I get off the bed and walk into the bathroom, hoping a shower will help dull the ache between my legs. It doesn’t help, I get out feeling no different. I walk into the closet and grab a pair of leggings and an off-shoulder top, the fabric feels soft on my skin and super comfy. I walk down to the kitchen and Theo is cooking breakfast. I admire the way he moves around in the kitchen. Is it just me or does everything feel different? Just looking at them makes my panties dampen, the need comes back to the front of my mind.
I walk over to the island counter and jump up, sitting next to where Theo is cutting up tomatoes and onions.
I take the knife from his hand before pulling him between my legs. I can feel he wants me just by the bulge in his shorts pressing into me. “You smell divine,” his husky voice next to my ear makes me wetter. I know he can smell my arousal, but right now I don’t care enough to be embarrassed by it. I kiss him and he groans, “I can’t babe,” he says, pulling away.
“Please,” I beg. Great now I’m begging, but I can’t stand the ache, it will drive me insane. He groans loudly when I use my legs to pull him closer.
“I’m starting to wonder who he is punishing, me or you,” he says as he grinds his hips into me.
I pull on the waistband of his pants before reaching in and grabbing his smooth, hard cock. It twitches in my hand and he thrusts into it. Then, he pulls away and starts chopping up vegetables again.
I jump off the counter and stomp away annoyed. I go and sit on the couch and flick the TV on, putting the first movie on the list. About ten minutes later, Theo walks out and puts a plate on my lap, he made an omelet. We eat in silence until he clears our plates and comes back. I turn to him, “What did Tobias mean by saying it’s dangerous for me to leave here?”
Theo thinks for a minute, I can tell he doesn’t want to tell me. “He means it’s not safe for you now that we have marked you.” I look at him confused, trying to figure out how that could put me in danger.
“What do you mean, I don’t understand.” I raise an eyebrow.
“You’re human, Imogen. It’s forbidden to take a human as a mate.” Theo explains. If it’s forbidden, why mark me then? They’re not making any sense. I go to ask that question when he cuts me off. “That’s all I’m telling you. I don’t want to anger Tobias, not at the moment. I want to tell you, I do. But I agree with Tobias, now is not the time, let the bond kick in first.”
Always back to this imaginary bond. I feel the same. Well, kind of, I do feel more sensitive around them. I wonder if that’s what they mean, just looking at them overwhelms me and makes me flustered. I hope that it doesn’t get worse; I won’t be able to think coherently if it gets worse than it is.
We watch movies all day. Theo refuses to touch me, and the need for his touch gets worse with every second, but I do my best to ignore it. When Tobias walks in, I ignore him, I’m still angry at him. I don’t see why I can’t go to work, and I can’t believe he forbade Theo from touching me, leaving me aching all day.
“How was your day?” He says, leaning over the couch and kissing my head. I ignore him, my eyes not leaving the TV. I know I will crumble and beg him to fuck me if I look at him. He leans over, grabbing Theo’s face and kissing him hard. Arousal floods me and I press my thighs together. I love watching them, it turns me on in a weird way and also makes me a little jealous, wanting to be touched. I avert my eyes and pretend I don’t notice. “Not talking to me, love?” I answer him with my silence.
“I brought dinner,” he says walking into the kitchen. I can smell that it’s Chinese. My stomach instantly growls.
Theo pulls me to my feet, “Come on, you can punish him later.”
Oh I am going to punish him, alright. I know he wants me just as much as I want him, this will be interesting. Maybe, I will make him beg. Yes, it is definitely time for him to beg.