Page 11 of Enemies to Wife

"Fucking look at me when I make you come," Sebastian snarled. The hate in his eyes made me fly over the edge and I cried out as the orgasm crashed over me, sending waves of pleasure ripping through my body. But it didn't stop Sebastian and he continued pounding inside me, extending the pleasure as another wave hit me again.

"Oh my god," I cried again, "Please stop." I didn't know how much more I could take.

A cough from the front of the car brought me crashing back to myself. Sebastian finally stopped and slipped his fingers from my red hot pussy as Davis announced that we had arrived. Sebastian looked pleased with himself as he began to unroll his sleeves and attach cufflinks to his cuffs. I watched in a daze, unsure what I could do. My body was still throbbing with the after effects of the orgasm, and I didn't need to look in the mirror to see that my expertly applied make up was already smeared, although not as bad as I thought it would be, score one for overpriced makeup and setting spray. The back door opened, and I quickly pulled my dress back up to cover my breasts as Sebastian slipped out of the car. I saw his hand as I followed him out and resisted the urge to tell him to fuck off.

Even from the outside I could tell that the house was set up differently to the night before. The atmosphere felt darker, and as we walked into the entrance, I could tell the lighting and the decor was darker. Sebastian guided me into one of the rooms as he seemed to be looking around for someone.

"I am giving you a warning," he said as he looked around. "You will behave tonight. You will do what I expect of you and if you show any disobedience, I will be on the phone to the Agency first thing in the morning to option my extension for the contract. Do you understand me?" I nodded quickly. I could tell by his tone that he wasn't messing around. Sebastian held up a hand with a forced grin. I looked in the direction across the room to see the two men from yesterday, James and Alec's father, looking at us. Sebastian began guiding us over there, stepping around a woman who was currently being spit roasted by two men. My eyes widened as I saw that it wasn't the only sexual act going on in the room. Sebastian followed my eyes and chuckled.

"Don't worry, my darling Apple," he said darkly. That strange nickname was beginning to get on my nerves. "The car really was just the beginning of tonight's activities. I intend to make you scream my name more than once. By the end of tonight there will be no mistaking who you belong to."

Chapter 8

Sebastian

I smiled as Lily gripped my arm, waiting for her response. But instead of replying, she looked away and set her mouth in a thin line. I could tell that she felt uncomfortable. Her eyes darted quickly around the room as we made our way over to the bank of sofas at the far end of the room. James and William were already there, and it looked like they had been drinking pretty heavily already, or at least William had. James' eyes looked clear as he shot me a side look as I sat down opposite them, pulling Lily onto my knee and running my hand up her exposed thigh. Lily was fumbling with her dress and when I glanced up at her face, I could see the discomfort all over it as she glared at the other sofa. I followed her gaze and saw William zeroed in on her, or more like where her dress ended in the split. No doubt from his viewpoint he could see right up to her swollen pussy. I gave Lily a pointed look and squeeze of ass with my other hand, and she stopped trying to protect her modesty with a scowl.

"And how are the happy couple tonight?" James asked with a grin on his face. I grinned back.

"Oh, things have been very pleasurable so far, haven't they darling?" I said as I glanced at Lily. She looked like she wanted to say something that would get her into trouble, but she just looked away.

"Well, I must say it looks like it," William said, his voice slurred from alcohol and his eyes transfixed on Lily. I knew it was important to have him distracted right now but the way he looked at my wife was pissing me off. James caught my eye and shook his head, and I forced myself to relax. It was interesting to me how quickly I had become so possessive of my new bride. I knew she was a means to an end, but I couldn't deny the slight thrill in my threat to extend the contract this morning. Or the pleasure when I followed up on the idea with the Agency and they confirmed it was possible.

"There are always those telltale signs, when fun has been had," William said. He was smirking at Lily, who was looking more and more uncomfortable. "The way a woman sits after she has been royally fucked. Or the slight smear of the eyeliner from the tears brought to her eyes." I hadn't even noticed that my hand had tightened into a grip on Lily's thigh until she winced. I looked down to see that my nails had dug in slightly leaving red marks. I admit that I didn't like how this woman was affecting me. If I was going to lock her into a longer contract, I would need to get a handle on myself. I glanced at James again and he shot me another warning look. After the information I had acquired today, it was only a matter of time before William, or his bastard of a son, was no longer an issue. I just had to bide my time.

I took a deep breath and centred myself. I needed a distraction. I allowed a grin to play on my lips, and patted Lily's thigh.

"Well, let's see if we can't mess up that make up a little more," I said and winked at William before looking at Lily with a smirk. "On your knees darling." Lily's eyes widened slightly and then the mortified look crossed her face as she realised what I was telling her to do. I gave her a pointed look and nodded to the floor. Tears had already begun to rim her eyes as she looked around the room, like anyone here would save her. Pretty much everyone here was either fucking someone or watching someone being fucked. Lily slid slowly to the floor in front of me and I reached over and caressed her cheek, wiping away a stray tear.

"That's it darling. Now take out my cock and show me exactly how happy you are to be my wife." If looks could kill, I would have burst into flames right there on the sofa. I smirked at Lily as she glared at me, waiting for the reason to punish her. Anything that meant that I could publicly show her and anyone else who might be watching, and I knew he was somewhere watching, exactly who was in control right now. I was almost disappointed when Lily reached for the zip of my trousers. With her eyes downcast she unzipped me and reached to release my dick that was so hard right now. The first feel of her soft hands around my dick, the slight chill as she pulled me free, and seeing this woman on her knees for me, was almost enough for me to lose control right there. Lily sent me a pleading look one more time, but I nodded again and placed my hand on her head, guiding her mouth towards my cock.

I almost sighed as her lips reluctantly wrapped around the head. Her tongue swirled around the tip before I applied a little pressure to the back of her head and her mouth sank down my shaft. The feel of her mouth as she slowly worked up and down my cock, taking in a little more each time was almost as amazing as the feel of her pussy clenching around it last night. I wrapped my hand in her hair, undoing the work that the stylist had done earlier and guided Lily to work quicker with her mouth. I settled back again with one hand in her hair and grinned at the men before focusing my attention back on the woman on her knees in front of me. Her eyes were closed but I could already see the tears of mascara beginning to run down her cheeks as I got closer to the back of her throat.

"Eyes on me darling," I said, and her eyes snapped open. She rolled them up to look at me, still pleading. The tears had done something to the green in her eyes, making it brighter, and she looked truly beautiful with my cock in her mouth. Lily flinched slightly and a new panic crossed her face. I looked over to see that William had sat up on the other sofa and was caressing Lily's ass with one hand while fisting his own exposed cock with the other. I gave Lily a warning look, she had to get used to this lifestyle, and William was well known for his handsy nature. Lily visibly tried to relax into the bobbing of her head, and I closed my eyes, and guided Lily more to my liking. I gripped her hair and pushed her further onto my cock, groaning in pleasure as the head of my cock hit the back of her throat over and over. Every few strokes I would hold her head hard against my pelvis, enjoying the feeling of her throat as it constricted around the end.

Suddenly Lily tried to pull away slightly and her hands grip on my thighs tightened. I opened my eyes ready to tell her off when I saw James had left us to talk to someone and William had his hand under Lily's dress. I glanced down at my wife and from the look on her face and the way William's hand was moving, that he had his fingers in her cunt. A growl left my throat and Lily's eyes snapped up to me again. The pain in them sent my possessive streak slamming over the edge of my pleasure, drowning it. I gripped Lily's hair harder as I glared at William.

"William," I said through gritted teeth. "Please remove your fingers from my wife's cunt." A slightly dazed William looked up at me and he smirked.

"Don't worry dear boy, I am just getting her ready for you," he slurred. I knew I had to be careful if I wanted my plan to happen, but I had no intentions of William ever getting his hands or his dick anywhere near my wife.

"Last warning William," I said slowly. "Get your fucking fingers out of my wife before I remove them from your hands." James reappeared back by the sofas with an alarmed look on his face. He was well aware of my reputation when it came to dealing with abusive bastards. And I had had my sights set on William McIntyre for a good few months, after rumours that he was involved in much more than beating his many rotations of wives. I may be pushing boundaries of consent with Lily, but no matter how reluctantly so, she still signed up for this. The women I believed William preyed on did no such thing.

"William," James said. "I think you should take a step away, for your own good." William sneered up at James.

"This is my house and my party, and I will sample whatever whore I want to," he slurred with almost a gloating tone.

My anger crossed over into my vision and I pulled a startled Lily off my cock and onto the sofa beside me. I jumped up and grabbed the fingers of the bastard that had dared to invade what was mine and snapped them in one sharp, satisfying crunching sound. The resulting scream of pain was music to my ears as I continued to bend the digits backwards. The room froze around us as I leaned down and whispered not so quietly in William's ear.

"If you, or anyone, touches what is mine without my permission again, I will fucking break more than just your fingers." Even through the pain I could tell that William heard and understood me. He tried to shrink back away from me with a look of satisfying primal fear in his eyes.

I looked up startled at something on my arm and saw James trying to coax my hand to let go of William.

"Okay, Sebastian," he said, his tone careful. "You made your point, good man. Let's get back to enjoying ourselves." He glanced around the room, before looking back at me. I looked around to see that everyone was looking at us with a mixture of shock, and fear and from some, mostly women, a subtle smug look of enjoyment, likely some of William's former conquests. The one face that I zeroed in on was Lily. She had tears stains on her face, in part from my own dick, but mixed in with the clear fear and shock that shone in her beautiful teary green eyes, was something else, something that I rarely saw in people around me. It looked almost like gratitude. I let go of William's hand and was vaguely aware of him falling to the floor in a crumpled mess, and others rushing around him. But my eyes and my attention were solely on the woman in front of me.

"Nothing to see here folks," James called from behind me. "Enjoy the rest of the party." I glanced up to see people returning to their previous activities now that the show was over.

"I am going to get him to his room," James said to me. "We might as well expedite things now." I nodded. I understood what he meant. I had blown any sort of trust I would get with William McIntyre.