Safe Word: Rosé

Chapter 22

Narrator-

Jason started toward Cara.

Cara jumped slightly and began to back away. Her hands lifted towards Jason, as if telling him to keep his distance, while her feet scurried her into one of the walls. Jason was quickly closing the space and Cara's mouth began to speak before she could stop herself.

"I-I- I take two Advil pills on the first day of my period to avoid cramps. And- and I have a secret stash of chips and Walmart chocolate in one of my drawers-"

Cara's words were cut off by Jason grabbing her jaw with his right hand. His left palm slammed on the wall next to Cara's head, and his hips pushed hers against the wall.

Cara squeaked and breathed shakily. Jason squinted his eyes and angled his head to the side, his eyes clouded with an anguish and hunger Cara couldn't understand.

"And- and I get bothered when you look at me because my heart forgets how to beat, I forget how to breathe, and- and I like it when you call me good girl." She stuttered out in a last attempt to appease the angry dom and boss.

At Cara's nervous declaration, Jason's grip became a bit more firm, causing Cara's lips to part and pout slightly forward.

"Should I bite them off?" He asked Cara while looking at her lips before looking into her eyes.

Cara gulped and shook her head in sign of no.

"No? I shouldn't bite them off?" He taunted.

Cara shook her head again.

"That's funny because Vincent seemed ready to devour them." Jason commented.

"Mmh mmh- he- he wasn't." Cara quickly denied.

"Am I mistaken then? A liar?"

"He- wasn't going to devour them." Cara tried to not take the bait.

"Oh? So what did he do?" Jason demanded.

"He simply-"

"No don't tell me what he did. Show me." He ordered.

Cara's eyed widened.

"You- you want me to-"

"Stop stalling." Jason cut off her rambling.

Cara blinked multiple times before she gulped and nodded. She licked her lips and pushed her face upwards until she had Jason's bottom lip in between her teeth.

She clamped softly on his skin. Jason closed his eyes, and breathed into Cara's body, the flat hand on the wall forming a fist. Cara also closed her eyes, a zap burning through the lowermost part of her abdomen. Jason pushed his hips against Cara's again, and she pulled away and let Jason's lip pull out of her teeth with a soft snap.

Her mouth didn't make it far. Jason's lips fell on Cara's, and she gripped Jason's shirt, pressing him even more against her. Jason's hold on her chin didn't relax, but soon his other hand was on her hip, and he squeezed her flesh until Cara winced and released a soft whimper against his mouth. But neither the pain nor the branding was over.

Jason ripped his mouth from Cara's and placed both his hands on each side of her head. He looked into her eyes, his eyes cold and cruel.

"I don't like you. And don't think for one moment that this means anything to me." He said lowly.

Cara frowned her eyes filling with tears.

"So then why-"

"And this is how a real bite is supposed to feel." He cut Cara off.