Chapter 3 - Who Owns You?
No one had been in Dorran’s room thankfully. Ava looked around the room, it was like a mirror of hers, walking over to the balcony window, she could see into her own, she left a small lamp on. She smirked to herself and then turned back to the bed. Dorran never said how or where to wait in the room so she made the executive decision to be kneeling at the end of his bed.
“Ava, just what do you thi-” Dorran started when he came into the room. Stopping short seeing Ava kneeling on his bed, legs curled under her, hands playing with the hem of her dress. When his eyes reached her face, she had that same smirk and lustful hatred look in her eye that made his breath stalled in his throat.
“Hm? What Dorran? Cat got your tongue?” Ava’s voice was dipped in the sweetest poison and Dorran knew he was fucked.
Putting on a cool mask of indifference Dorran spoke again. “What do you think you were doing down there?” He rasped. Seeing her in such a submissive and willing position, was affecting Dorran more than he wanted to admit.
“I was just having a good time.” Ava shrugged.
“No one is supposed to touch you but me,” Dorran said, taking a step forward, his hand twitching to grab his belt.
“I thought that was only at school and if someone tried to hurt me.” Ava’s voice sounded so innocent but Dorran knew better.
“No Ava.” His eyes narrowed.
“Oh… opps.” Her eyes widened, her smile along with it.
“What did you do?”
“What do you think happens when I’m away for the summer?”
Dorran saw red, and when the urge to grab his belt hit, he followed through. Quicker than Ava thought should be possible he had unclasped his belt and yanked it free. Dorran looped it in his hand and stalked to the bed.
“How many?” He asked, grabbing the back of her hair and yanking it, forcing Ava to look up at him.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Her voice still sounded sweet, as she laced it with venom.
“You belong to me. In every way.” Dorran growled. He lowered himself to her eye level and they stared at each other with so much hatred.
“Well, I guess you can continue to believe that,” Ava whispered, her sweet-smelling breath fanning over his face.
Dorran’s heart raced, this was it. She was finally showing her spine, and if it didn’t make him even harder than he already was.
Dropping the belt, Dorran unbuttoned his pants and pulled his cock out. “Since you like whoring yourself out, suck.” He growled and shoved her face towards his cock.
As if on instinct Ava opened her mouth and took his cock down her throat. It was hot from the alcohol and so so wet. Dorran groaned, his hand tightening in her hair, the barrette biting into his palm. Ava winced slightly as her hair was pulled at the root, a slight noise coming out of her throat, vibrating around Dorran’s cock.
“Fuck,” he cursed, his head rolling back as he guided Ava’s head up and down his length. Ava’s throat constricted as she swallowed around Dorran’s thick length. He growled feeling it.
Ava didn’t get a chance to see how big Dorran was before he shoved her head down on him, but given that the choker she wore snapped when he pushed down her throat, she knew he was longer and thicker than the other guys she fucked when she was in the city.
“Look at me,” Dorran growled. Ava flicked her eyes up to his and he let out a groan. “You take my cock down that throat so well. I wonder if that sweet little pussy will as well. Hm? Should we find out tonight, Ava? Should I fuck you? Destroy you for any guy you try to fuck after me?”
Hearing those words come out of Dorran’s mouth. His own venom and the cruel sadism in his voice, made Ava close her eyes moaning as he continued to fuck her mouth.
“I said look at me,” Dorran growled, pulling his cock out of Ava’s mouth. “When I give you an order you listen. Those three months away from me must have made you think you can get away with shit. Especially when my toy is whoring herself to anyone who asks. I guess I need to discipline you. Remind you who you belong to.”
The hatred filled Ava’s eyes, the lust was still there but the hate was more prominent on her beautiful face.
Dorran’s heart raced as he narrowed his eyes at Ava, “Strip.” He said letting go of her hair and walking to his desk.
Ava untucked her legs and stood from the bed. Keeping her eyes on Dorran, his eyes raked up and down her body. Ava gathered the hem up to her hips, she slowly revealed more skin. As the dress came up and over her head, Dorran savoured how she looked in her lingerie, matching crimson bra and thong, how lovely it looked with all the scars he had given her over the past few years. Dorran noticed how confident Ava was standing in front of him with just her lingerie, that she waited until he drank in enough of her image before she reached in front of her and unclasped the bra.
He had never seen her without a bra, and she had a small tattoo over her right breast, it was Dorran’s favourite flower, not that he had ever told her that. And yet there it was a red orchid.
“Stop.” He said when she reached for the thong. Hooking his fingers, Dorran beckoned her close.
Ava complied, moving to stand in front of Dorran. He reached forward and touched all the scars he left on the pale skin. She must have spent some time in the sun because the lines of his cuts showed more against her skin, she wasn’t as ghostly pale, she had some colour to her. It suited her better. Although he was biassed because the scars he made on her stood out against her skin now. Once he had skimmed over all the scars he made, Dorran’s eyes once again flickered to that red orchid.
“How long have you had this one?” He asked before he took her nipple in his mouth.
Ava sighed as his tongue danced around her nipple, as it hardened in his mouth. “N-nearly t-t-three years,” her words stumbled out of her mouth between moans. He did the maths in his head quickly and came to one conclusion. Dorran brought his hands up to her ass squeezing it hard.
Then Dorran bit Ava’s nipple hard. Hard enough that she hissed before crying out in pleasure. “Did you know it’s my favourite flower?” Dorran asked as he switched to her left nipple, giving it the same attention as its sister.
“Y-yes,” Ava whispered. It was the first time she admitted to anyone what that tattoo meant. It was a brand and a subtle one at that. All the guys she played with in the city had seen it but no one asked her about it, just figuring she liked the flower. But it was more than that.
“How?” Dorran asked before he bit her nipple.
Gasping Ava arched her back, further pushing her breast into his mouth. “I heard you and Eli talking about it before all this started.”
“And when I said I own you, you decided to get that?” Ava nodded, and Dorran smacked her ass hard. “Speak.” Another smack.
“Yes!” Ava cried out quickly.
Dorran growled in pleasure and looked up at her face, it was flushed a lovely shade of pink. Dorran took one hand and skimmed it towards the front of her body, cupping her sex.
He let out a low groan, biting his lip, “Fuck. You’re soaked. You fucking love this don’t you?” Dorran smacked her ass again. He wanted her to leave tonight with a stinging red ass. He wanted her to sit down tomorrow and think about him.
“Yes,” Ava whispered, her cheeks darkening as blood rushed to them.
Dorran ripped the flimsy lace from her body and shoved two fingers inside her sex, and pressed his thumb into her clit. If he wasn’t supporting her slightly, Ava’s knees would have given out on her.
Dorran started to roughly finger her tight little hole. He’d never admit it to anyone, but he’s wanted to screw his little pet since the day he cut into her thighs. The scent of her sex that day had driven him crazy, but he didn’t give in until now. He wanted her spine to show. And it finally did.
Ava, as much as she hated Dorran, had wanted to fuck him since she laid eyes on him. And who wouldn’t? He was tall, built like a swimmer, with sunkissed skin, slate-coloured eyes and hair as dark as the night with no moon. Not to mention the sharp fang-like incisors and canines, gave him the whole bad boy werewolf vibe.
Listening to Ava enjoy what he was doing to her with that angry hateful look on her face made Dorran’s cock twitch. Pulling his fingers out of her tight cunt, Dorran tasted her. She was sweet like fruit.
“Mmmm, so sweet. Taste.” Dorran mused and shoved his fingers into her mouth. Ava lapped up her juices off his fingers, sucking them clean. “Such a good little whore.” He whispered amused. Ava’s pussy clenched in need.
Taking his hand out of her mouth, Dorran placed it on the back of her thigh and pulled her forward. Ava followed his lead, straddling his waist.
“Who owns you?” Dorran asked, his grip on her thighs tightened, digging in.
“You do,” Ava said.
Dorran smirked at her admission. It was then that he noticed that she had yet to touch him, not even as she straddled him. “Ava.” His voice had a warning edge to it before he grabbed her throat.
“Yes Dorran,” she gasped.
“You might want to brace yourself, pet,” Dorran said with a dangerous smile, flashing a fang at her. Before Ava could comply, putting her hands on his shoulders, he slammed her down on his cock.
Ava screamed as Dorran fully and completely filled up. Hands flying to his shoulders, nails digging into the flesh. “That’s right, pet, let it out. It feels nice having my cock wrapped up in your cunt, doesn’t it?” Dorran flexed his hips, burying himself deeper inside her.
“Fuck!” Ava’s head rolled back in pleasure. “More” She begged. Hating how desperate her voice sounded for him.
Dorran’s grin widened, loving how needy she was for him, and he hadn’t even done anything yet. Tightening his grip on his throat, Dorran brought Ava closer to him, her neck fully exposed to him. Replacing his hand with his mouth where her neck and shoulder meet, Dorran lapped at her skin with his tongue, sucking. Delighting in the little noises his pet made.
His grip on her hips was hard enough to bruise as he roughly guided her hips.
“Dorran,” Ava pleaded through gritted teeth. “Fuck…me”
Moving to cup her ass, Dorran smacked it before he stood. Ava quickly adjusted her legs to wrap around him, keeping his cock buried inside her.
“I own you. Say it, or this stops.”
“You own me.”
Her walls clenched tightly around his cock. “Mmmm now I know how much you really like that.” He smirked as he lowered them to the bed. “Unwrap your legs from me.”
Ava quickly did as instructed, spreading her legs wide. Dorran looked down at her, completely open to him. “Stunning.” He whispered, slowly pulling out of her. Listening to her whine as he left her, circling her entrance. His cock was fully soaked and coated in her juices.
When she tried to speak, that’s when Dorran decided to slam back into her. Ava’s scream of pleasure filled the room, bouncing off the walls. “Sorry, pet, were you going to say something?” Ava looked up at him in anger and when she tried to speak he speared himself into her hard and fast, not giving her a chance. “Ughmmm what a lovely site, you screaming on my cock. And no one will come to see what’s going on because this room is soundproof.”
Ava thought as much, not having heard the signs of the party since Dorran came in. Ava let out another scream, her hands sliding down Dorran’s torso, tugging at his shirt to come off. Dorran rid himself of the shirt and watched as Ava drank in his body in a similar way he did to her.
Dorran could feel his little pet getting closer, her walls had a chokehold on his cock. “You don’t cum unless I say.” He growled, getting in her face.
“Yes, Dorran.”
He slapped her. “Sir, Master, or Daddy.” Ava looked at him bewildered. She wanted to say no, but he rammed into her hard as she opened her mouth.
“Yes, Master!”
“Good girl.” Dorran felt her walls flutter when he said that. She was so turned on, that he knew she wouldn’t be able to hold back for too much longer. “When I bite you, you may cum. Understood?”
“Yes, Master.”
Dorran’s grin took over his face when Ava’s walls fluttered around him again. He was enjoying giving her this. Sweat was covering both their bodies. When he felt he was on the precipice of his orgasm, he leaned into her, where he was working his mouth on her earlier. The small moans mixed with her screams were a sweet melody to Dorran’s ears and then he dug his teeth into her. Breaking her skin, her sweet blood flowed into his mouth.
They came together, Ava’s walls spasming around Dorran’s cock, her hips bucking violently as she came and squirted all over him. Dorran pulsed deep inside her cunt, spilling his seed in her, as he lapped up the blood from her neck.
When they both finally finished cumming and the blood stopped flowing from Ava’s neck, Dorran pulled out and off of his pet. He licked his lips seeing his cum leak out of Ava’s pussy.
“Now you do belong to me, in every single way possible.” He said, stuffing his dick in his pants and putting his shirt back on.
Dorran left the room, with Ava laying on the bed, basking in her orgasm. As she lay on the bed she knew she was screwed. She wanted more of him. And he did just what he said he was going to do to her. He destroyed her for any other guy. No one was ever going to satisfy her the way Dorran had. And she hated him even more for it.
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