Give Me Everything

Chapter Five

The breath is knocked out of you as you are tossed carelessly onto a large dark mattress. You whip around, furious and terrified.
"What the hell are you doing??" You demand, looking up at the tall commander smirking down at you. His smug expression only makes your blood boil more.
"I told you what you wanted to know!" You stand up, trying to make yourself look large and intimidating. He says nothing as he extends a hand, places it against your chest, and pushes hard. You fall back onto the bed, his display of easy power over you crystal clear,
"Silence." Comes his shockingly soft voice.
"You should consider yourself grateful I haven't charred your insides with my saber." He places his large hands threateningly on the hilt, causing you to break into a cold sweat.
"Though, I have other plans for your body, pet." He rumbles low in his throat. You watch his dark eyes slip up and down your torso and hips. Your stomach churns,
"I would rather have my insides charred by your saber." You hiss, trying not to acknowledge the way he looks at you.
"Oh, they will be." He whispers as his hands move to his belt, never breaking eye contact with you as he slowly slides it off and tosses it to the side.
"No!" You blurt out, your cheeks burning as your mind swirls into a panic. You dart your gaze around, looking for anything to throw at him, anything to stop this from progressing.
You look daringly up into his eyes to tell him to stop once more, but you are overpowered by the intensity of his gaze. You begin to wonder. Would it really be so bad? He was the most attractive man you've probably ever seen. And he would be so skilled. The lust in his eyes was evident...You stop yourself, feeling wetness sprouting between your legs.
"You filthy whore." Comes the amorous voice, causing you to break out of your trance. You open your mouth to protest, but he continues,
"Your thoughts betray you. I know you want it."
You shake your head vigorously, almost a knee jerk reaction
"I don't! Get away from me!"
He advances, placing his knee on the bed.
"Liar."
Your stomach drops, and you press your lips together tightly, feeling your head spin with high emotion and adrenaline.
Without another word, his hands are on you. You gasp as they run the course of your body quickly: dipping up and down your curves.
You feel yourself heat up, aroused and breathless as you place your hands on his wrists in an attempt to get them off of you.
"Slut." He hisses, his dark eyes flashing up to look at you before he grabs the bottom of your shirt roughly and pulls it up over your head in one swift movement. You quickly snap your arms around your breasts, goosebumps sprouting along your arms at the rush of cold air. Slowly now, he lets his eyes rove your pale body lustfully as he slowly reaches his hand forward, wrapping it firmly around your throat. Your lips part, and you are forced to look up into his eyes as he squeezes your windpipe.
"You're mine. Understood?" He whispers, his lips barley parted. His eyes watch your shallow breaths as he uses his free hand to caress your breasts. What you can only describe as a heat wave floods your body, casting out all doubt. Maybe it can be accredited to the lack of oxygen, but as you gasp desperately for breath, you feel your resilience melt away. You choke out the words,
"Yes commander."
His expression turns devilish. He knew he had been right all along about your desire for him. He slides his hand to the back of your neck, tilts your chin up with his finger, and breathes,
"Good."
You don't even have time to take a breath before his lips slam against yours. You inhale sharply. His lips are large and warm. His aftershave tickles the sensitive area right above your top lip. You gasp before kissing him back, deeply. His soft lips move against yours as he lets out a faint noise of satisfaction. His warm hands slide along your body, stopping at the hooks on your bra. Your lips stop, but his don't. His lips continue to assault yours as his fingers deftly undo the hooks. His hands move to your shoulders to slide the straps off and let the undergarment fall to the bed. He moans as his hands reach to squeeze and knead your breasts. You moan back, and kiss him more passionately, allowing your fingers to slide up and into his soft thick curls. He breaks the kiss to look at you. He is breathless as his eyes stare at your exposed upper body. You see his mouth fall open a little more, giving you a burst of confidence. You watch him press his lips back together before he launches himself up, drags his shirt quickly up and over his head, tossing it aside. Now it is your turn for your jaw to drop. You knew a Sith Lord had to be muscular, but the way his muscles of his shoulders and chest protruded and were set taut on his body was enough to make you drool. His waist was tight and muscular, but his frame still large and commanding. He dips his head down and slowly slides his pants off, kicking them off around his ankles. He doesn't stop there though. Next, he hooks his fingers around his underwear and pulls it down as well, his eyes never leaving your body. You find yourself holding your breath as a long, rigid, twitching member is revealed. He takes his hand and strokes it once or twice before chuckling softly.
"Your mouth is hanging open whore." He spits. You lean forward, closing your mouth, but still in awe of its girth and size.
"Let me help you with that."
Before you can make a sound of protest, he grabs your chin, yanks you forward, and places your lips on the edge of his hot tip.
"Suck, little girl." He hisses. Still shocked, you look up at him, feeling defiant, and shake your head. He growls and grabs a fistful of your hair, pulling it hard, and making you wince.
"I said. SUCK." He seethes.
He thrusts once into your mouth, running its length along your tongue. You obediently begin to slide it in and out of your mouth.
"Oh...mmh." You hear him utter. You look up and see that his head is tipped back in pleasure, encouraging you to slide it in deeper, swirling your tongue around its width. You get so caught up in the rhythm of pleasing him and the sound of his moans, that you are surprised when he pulls out rapidly, leaving your mouth empty.
"You..." he growls low, breathing hard and fast. His gaze is more intense than ever. Without finishing his sentence, he grabs at your hips, looping his fingers around the waistband of your pants and underwear, and pulling them down fast. You yelp as he pulls them over your ankles, leaving you completely vulnerable. Out of instinct, you turn your body and try to crawl quickly away further up onto the bed. You feel a hand seize your ankle, and yank you back roughly, leaving you to collapse on your stomach on the bed, being dragged back to him.
"You can't get away little slut." He smirks before rearing his hand back and slapping it across your ass with a stinging clap. You whine in protest, feeling yourself drip onto the sheets.
"No!"
*SMACK* another high pitched yelp escapes your lips.
"Yes, whore."
Your ass is throbbing, but so is the area between your legs. He grabs your ass, kneading it and slapping it as much as he pleases. He takes a handful again and lets out an aggressive, "ugh!!".
He grabs your thighs and pulls you back, forcing your legs open. You whimper as you feel his fingers swipe once between your lips, causing chills to run up your spine.
"Dripping, filthy, little, whore."
He whispers before plunging his finger deep into your cunt. You Inhale sharply, he wastes no time and inserts another finger in, stretching you wider and flittering his fingers against the back of you. You suppress a long moan, closing your eyes in bliss.
"You wanted this from the moment I first touched you." He purrs. You feel something much larger than his two fingers rub at your entrance.
"I absolutely fucking hate you." You grin, trying not to giggle in anticipation. He lets out a small laugh.
"Oh, believe me, pet, I know."
With that, you feel your walls stretched wide by his cock, dipping in and out slowly at first: the pressure of his entire length trying to enter was enough to make you grip the sheets and bite your lip hard. It slides in slowly, inch by inch before you finally feel the tip hit your cervix. Pleasure blossoms all along your legs and spine. You allow yourself to let out a high pitched moan. He moans right back.
"Mmh, you're so-ah" he grunts as he grabs your hips roughly. "Fucking tight." You can hear him talk through clenched teeth as he begins to slide in and out. You feel his hips against your ass as you are rammed into the bed, harder and harder with each stroke. He moans louder as he falls into a rhythm, picking up the pace as it hits the back every time, hands possessively gripping your hips.
"Commander-ah!! Kylo!" You exhale, sticking your ass up further and spreading your knees apart wider as you arch your back. He must have liked that because you hear him let out a shaky moan before slapping his hand across your ass hard again and again, feeding off of your moans. His pace is relentless, friction increasing, pounding you over and over, faster and faster, hitting the back so many times in a row. He feeds off your desperate moans, spitting words like slut, whore, and bitch at you, digging his hands into your hips, no doubt leaving bruises of his fingerprints. You feel your climax building up steadily as he mercilessly pounds you into the bed.
"Please!! Kyl-oh! Hey, ahn!!!" You whine loudly, burying your face into the sheets.
"Please what?" He growls, never stopping his hips from thrusting.
"I-I'm gonna-Mmhhh" you moan again.
"You better not, whore. You're not supposed to want this, remember?" He mocks, slapping your ass hard once more.
"It feel so-so-please!!!" You find yourself begging, your mouth open and eyebrows furrowed as the ruthless commander uses your body.
"You want to finish filthy girl?" You can tell by the intensity of his tone that he is close too.
"Yes please commander!!" You whimper eagerly, trying to hold back your orgasm until he gives you permission.
"Bad little slut, finishing on the cock of a Sith Lord who kidnapped you and made you his?" He hisses, hitting one stroke particularly deep.
"Yes!!! Kylo I want!!!" You are nearly screaming now, your muscles tightened and tense, ready to release on command.
"Please!!" You cry out desperately.
You feel him lean down across your back, his chest against your back before he his lips graze your ear, his breath tickling your neck before he breathes,
"Come for me bitch."
Immediately you feel your entire body explode in an orgasm. Your muscles spaz and contract, pulsing as you coat his thick cock with your ecstasy. You gasp and shake and moan long and loud as you come down from the climax. Your body is dripping with sweat, and you feel him twitch inside of you. You realize that during your orgasm, he had finished as well, because now he carefully pulls out of you, turns you over onto your back, climbs on you and lays his chest on yours. It heaves up and down as he breathes hard, sighing blissfully into your ear.
"Good girl."
You close your eyes as well, and lay there, listening to the sound of his heart and yours beating in time with one another. Wordlessly, he gets up, climbs into the covers, and beckons with one finger for you to come up and join him.
"Come rest with me tonight slut." His expression is both playful and completely serious at the same time. You feel like you're in a fever dream. You hesitate, but then obediently climb into his arms, settling your body up against his. The second you lay your head against his warm, toned chest, and his arms tighten around your waist, you are out faster than the lights.