Devil in White

Chapter 7

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The lingering question echoed in her ears, silence surrounding them.

Her body was still shaking from the intense orgasm he had given her by just rubbing her clit. Was she ready?

"Anastasia, I'm not fucking you unless you give me your full consent."

That snapped her out of it .

Looking into his dark eyes, she presses a soft kiss to his lips that nearly catches him off guard. "I'm ready. I want you... Henry."

She felt him shiver above her from the sound of his name. He looked down, realizing that they had both came inside their pants. What a mess... a mess that made him smirk.

Once his gaze lifted up to meet her expression, he whispers, "I am going to run into the bathroom for a moment. Once I am out, I want you stripped of your clothing and ready for me, yes?"

To say she was nervous would be an understatement. He warned her that he would be rough, and he was honest about that fact. The pure dominance that dripped from his tone showed that much.

But nevertheless, she didn't hesitate when she whimpered, "Yes."

"Good girl."

"But," she interjected, making him pause. "I want you stripped of your clothing too... you know, when you walk out."

Henry's dark smirk was hard to make out in the dim lit room. Leaning down, he whispered into her ear, "As I said before, Ana. You're a naughty girl."

He swiftly straightened his form and glided to the bathroom, locking himself inside.

With shaky hands she began to do as she was told and strip her clothing. She had never done this before. At least, not willingly. But something pulled her to him. She wanted him to be the first to bring her pleasure. Real pleasure. Little did she know, she was going to be in for one hell of a ride.

Quickly, Henry ripped the remainder of his clothing off, wiping the cum off of his throbbing cock. He couldn't believe he was giving into the primal urge that's built into humans. The one thing they were made for. Reproducing.

There was no way in hell that he would allow any chances of her getting pregnant. But unfortunately, condoms didn't exactly exist in the hell hole that was Hawkins Laboratory. So, he just had to settle for being very fucking careful. Because there was not a chance in backing down now, not when his own body wouldn't allow him. Not unless she asked.

Grabbing a hold of the door knob, he slowly opened it, revealing an obedient young Ana, patiently waiting.

Ana's perky breasts showed for him, her nipples hardened. She had her legs tightly pressed together, hiding. He tsks at her, "Open those legs for me, Anastasia."

Her breathing hitched at his request. Or, more of a demand. It made her embarrassingly wet for him.

Opening her legs slowly, she couldn't help but to let her eyes wander over him. He was beautiful.

Tall, lean, not the slightest imperfection. She frowned when she saw the multiple scars covering his upper body, likely from punishments. But as her eyes went further south, she noticed something that widened her eyes.

God definitely has favorites.

He smirked at her reaction. "Like what you see?"

She couldn't help but to look away with a shy, blushing face. Henry was too mesmerized in the sight before him to tease her on her shyness.