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I lowered, kissing against her lips.
“Yes. The Main Master assures me he has the best surgeon coming in. What they’re going to do is cutting-edge technology. He says it’ll be like nothing ever happened. From the face down,” I rushed out, kissing her again. “Face only,Pearl Mallory. Fuck, I love saying your name. I love that you’re mine.”
Soft. So soft and welcoming this time.
“I’m going to be fixed.I’ll be normal. Maybe not pretty but not a freak either.”
“Don’t ever call yourself that again.Ever.”
Arms tightened around my neck, and heat enflamed my body as she lifted, hesitating as she met my lips. Her…initiating…not me. The realization had me deepening the kiss she so freely gave. My tongue slid against hers, dueling as I sucked against her tip.
“Ethan, wait.” A long pause. “Say it again. Say my name. I feel…I like the way it sounds when you say it.”
“Pearl Mallory.”
Her mouth ravaged mine, and I shifted, pushing the dress up in my rush. Pearl’s legs drew up to my hips as I rocked against her pussy.
“We’re going to be so good together. Look at us.” I moved to her exposed chest, raking my teeth over her shoulder before sucking against her skin. Pearl moaned, letting me pull the dress off. Her breasts weren’t big or even full, but it didn’t matter tome. I took my time, exploring her nipples. Going back and forth to suck. The soft sounds and whimpers fed me, making the rest of the world disappear as I lowered even further. Pearl knew what was coming, and she didn’t fight it as I gripped to her panties, pulling them off. She even widened for me, spreading her legs as I lowered to circle my tongue around her clit.
“If this is part of marriage, I think I’ll like it. This is…” her mouth shot open, and her head lifted as I sucked against the sensitive nerves. “I think this is my favorite thing. This is…God.” Her head fell back to the bed, and she arched, moving her hips so that my tongue could push into her entrance. Pearl was moaning louder, moving faster as I tried to take my time. Thing was, her wanting me so much was torture. I wanted her too. I wanted to be inside her. Claiming her. Taking what no one else had ever gotten. It was all I’d been thinking about for two weeks, and it was killing me.
“I want this pussy.” I lifted my head, watching as I slid my finger inside her. The rocking downward to take me deeper had me sliding another finger in to stretch her through the thrusts. “Pearl Mallory.”
“Take off your shirt, Ethan. Take it all off.”
My teeth clenched. “That may be a request, but to me that’s a finality. If I take my clothes off, there’s no going back. It’ll mean you agree to this. To all of it. I’m not taking your virginity and letting you go. I plan on coming all inside of what’s mine and if that’s the case…we begin our life together, consequences be damned.”
“Didn’t you already sign the contract with the Main Master anyway? There’s already no going back. I may be someone in the outside world, but that doesn’t change the slave status that left me no choice in the matter. Do I care?” She smiled, shaking her head, so different than before. “Maybe I’ve lost my mind too.He’s fixing me. He’s giving me a life with you and letting me out of here. I don’t want to go back. I’m ready to begin.”
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It was the way he said my name. The care in each kiss. The attention Ethan gave when he focused on parts of my body that told me he wasn’t lying about wanting to be with me. He catered to my scars instead of trying to pretend they didn’t exist. I didn’t know what I was doing, but I didn’t care as I lost myself in the way he kept eye contact as he rose to meet my mouth, burying his fingers back inside of me. His nude body was shocking to see, but something in knowing it was mine only made me more impatient.
Impatient.
I had to hurry. We…had to hurry? Something was changing. Mallory. Pearl Mallory. My name.Who I was…
“I should ask if you really want this one more time, but I’m not letting you go even if you don’t. Slave, wife.Wife,” he breathed out against my lips, stealing me from the screaming in my mind. “No more Pearl Mallory. Pearl O’Brien.”
Screaming.
Screaming.
There was something back there. Something trying to warn me? Something?
My lids fluttered as his mouth moved to my neck. I was so wet. So ready to try to appease the ‘more’ sensation that was driving me crazy. Was that what those screams were? The ‘more’? Or maybe I knew this could be bad in the long run. Was I really so excited to marry this man? This Master? This…murdering cannibal?
I buried my nails in his back, urging him to continue. Trying to get him to go faster. Faster. More. I was so close to that sensation he’d brought out in me before. I’d experienced orgasms on rare occasion in my past, but it wasn’t something I got to enjoy. Not when there was constantly a camera on me or guards not far outside. Privacy didn’t really exist, and I hadn’t been able to ignore that. But here, now, I had nothing holding me back.
“Ethan, please.”
He lifted from the hollow of my shoulder, his eyes a vibrant green as they met mine. A deep breath left him, and he nodded. Pressure leveled at my entrance, and I closed my eyes, trying to prepare for the unknown. For…more pain.
“Look at me, baby. Right here.”
Weight shifted as Ethan lowered more against my body. He was rubbing the head of his cock along the outside wetness, barely sinking into my pussy, only to pull out and tease me again.
More.