Chapter 12

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If you can still walk, then we are not finished

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If you can still walk, then we are not finished.

Cassian's pov:

I woke up expecting an aching body after the session I had, never felt this much pain in my life. I thought I was pain resistant. I never developed in those parts turns out I can actually feel pain or Red is messing with me with all his emotional self. Though I felt great, like I wasn't having the time of my life and I kind of missed the pain.

"Finally." A voice spoke. I opened my eyes when the bed dipped and I immediately came face to face with Sarian between my legs, stroking his dick. "You passed out before I could finish." I laughed. Did I leave him hanging?

The thought of him being left hanging was funny but also a turn off. "You should have continued. Why stop? Aren't you into non responsive bodies?"

He paused, looking at me. "Do you know what consent is?" He asked in a serious tone. "I might beat you, choke you until until you pass out, stab you and everything in between but...before I do anything sexual I need you to consent....you know? Agree? Can't really do that if you're unconscious."

"Or you like it when you wait." I shrugged with my hands behind my head. I won't be enjoying and I would prefer if I could feel the pain but I wouldn't mind what happens to me when I am out.

He sighed. "I'm not even going to attempt to explain it to you." He lined his dick with my hole. He pushed the tip in before putting both of his hands beside my head. His eyes was on his dick as he slammed into me before pulling out and doing it again. On the second thrust, he hit the spot inside me that made me shiver and see stars at the same time. "You were made for me." He said breathlessly, pulling out before slamming back in.

"What do you mean?" I smiled but I wanted to understand the exact meaning of his words.

He looked at me, his eyes flashed blue for a split second. "You take me so well, like you were made to be fucked by me and only me." He licked his lips. "So perfect for me." His eyes turned blue and stayed blue as he thrusted in me harder than before, like he had some new power that I didn't see earlier.

I winced but then moaned, the pain was everything it made me feel something more deep inside. It was an awakening thing that the more pain I felt the better I healed in my brain. But him speaking like this made me wonder. "Me or Red?" Gotta know who he is talking about. Maybe the two fell in love.

He looked at me for a second. "You."

That actually made me ticklish, yet anger took over and I held his neck. "Say that again." Red had taken over.

His movements slowed, he was being more gentle. He kissed me. "You too, baby." He kissed my neck. "Didn't think I had to tell you that."

I enjoyed the kiss until I realized he was moving like a car with no oil. I held his face with one hand. "What are you doing?" I asked, in a thinking voice. "Are you teasing me right now?"

He shook his head. "Forgive me I have two people with different sexual preferences. Just tell me to speed up, mio diavolo (my devil)."

"I have a personality sex disorder." I laughed but choked when he reached my insides. "Ah fuck...fuck!" I dug my nails into his skin and I could feel them try to heal around me causing even more excitement throughout my body. Like his skin was fighting my fingers.

"Psd?" He asked with a huff of laughter as he plunged into me.

I couldn't even speak. "Tie my hands, tie my hands!" I screamed out with an arched back. I wanted to feel restricted as much as possible.

He snapped his fingers and in an instant my hands were bound together by a black rope. "Is that better for you, mio diavolo (my devil)?"

"Do more." I wanted to hurt more but thought twice once I took in my bed and my sheets. "No, no...don't." That will turn me off if my sheets got blood on them. "Why are you even fucking me in my fuckin bed?" Now that I have come to my senses, why are we sweating in my bed? "Nothing happens on my bed, take us off right now. On the floor but no..." My mind was fucked up and it hurt to even think of anything else yet my body couldn't handle messing with anything in my apartment. Not even the floor. "Safe room."

He laughed before teleporting us to a room I didn't recognize. It wasn't in my apartment at all, and definitely not the safe room. The entire room was black and grey. It smelled like him. I didn't have time to take in the room fully before Sarian sat on the bed with me in his lap. He was still deep inside me, he didn't pull out even as we teleported. He grabbed my hips, controlling my movements as he made me bounce on his dick. Our heavy breathing, moaning, and skin slapping against each other was the only thing heard in the room.

I didn't mind here, as long as I am not making my things nasty I am okay. I passed my tied hands over his head as I matched his pace. He was so deep I could feel it in my gut, the feeling of throwing up and pain made it even better in this position.

I shuddered with my eyes closed. The pain making me focus on its continuous movements. That and the smell of his room was making my head so foggy that I let my head rest on his skin while inhaling deeply. "Ah fuck!" I screamed with a hiss, this had to be the best pain of my life, period. I could never hurt myself like this and having him do it without mercy fulfilled me in a way that made me want more.

"Sarian!" I punched his chest with all my might even if I didn't want him to stop. I just wanted to punch something because I couldn't handle how good this was. I hugged him then pulled him into a kiss. "I'm close." I gripped his thighs.

He gripped me waist so tight I saw stars. "Cazzo (fuck). Let's cum together mio diavolo (my devil)."

We moaned simultaneously and I actually felt closer to him. Our moans were in sync as I rode him to both our climaxes. When it came in it was strong. I gripped him as he did me just as we were cum shot out of us.

I breathed in heavily, somehow left breathless even with no breath play involved I was barely breathing. I felt his dick pulse and as I got off of it his cum was dripping out of me. I fell on his bed on my side, completely famished. "I see what you mean, you have shown me pain I have never experienced."

"Let's go again." He climbed on top of me with a smile.

"Someone is coming."  I spoke, not even knowing what I was speaking about. I think Red is sensing something. "Red is sensing something, he is unsettled."

"I don't sense anything?" He said but snapped his fingers and in an instant we were both dressed. "Are they a threat?" He asked.

"I-" Before I could finish someone entered. He glanced at me then at Sarian.

"Did you get into a fight with Red? I can smell him all over you." He practically growled before his eyes met mine. "You brought a human?!" Sarian jumped up.

"Seth calm down."

"Calm down? You know living humans are forbidden to enter hell with-"

"He's my boyfriend." Sarian interrupted causing Seth to stop and stare at me.

"Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes...come downstairs....and bring your boyfriend." He said before leaving.

Sarian turned to me. "My family..." he sighed. "Breakfast. Do you want...um. You can leave if you want. I'm sorry I shouldn't have brought you down here."

"I want to join." I leaned on my hands, "And see why you didn't kill him for speaking to you like that." I am the only one allowed to speak to him in any degrading tone and no one else. His brother? We will see about that.

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