Bites & Bruises (ManxMan)

Thirty Six

His lips trailing hot open mouth kiss down my throat and I couldn't help but groan, tugging at the fluffy red handcuffs locked around my wrists.

"You're trembling."

I panted. "I need you!"

I felt him smirk against my skin, his teeth nipping at my jugular vein and sending thrills of pleasure down my spine. A soft moan escaped my lips and I grounded myself against him, aching and needy and hot all over.

I felt like a fire was alight inside me and Marius' touch was the only thing that could calm it down.

"How badly do you want me, little one?"

The collar around my throat squeezed every time I took a breathe and I couldn't help but whimper. How badly? Very, very badly.

"Please Master, I need to feel you inside me."

Marius chuckled and the sound sent thrills of anticipation down my spine before feeling his wet fingers at my puckered entrance. Without so much as a warning he then slowly began to ease into me, making me shudder and tug at the cuffs around my wrists.

"Payton."

Pleasure engulfed me as he curved, hitting a sensitive spot inside and making me cry out and jerk.

"Payton, wake up."

His lips sucked at my shoulder, giving me a love bite before nipping at the puckering flesh. I groaned and wriggled on the bed, cock throbbing and body aching.

"Payton, hey!"

My eyes snapped open and I jolted in upright, pulse hammering and a thin layer of sweat coating my forehead. Sleep clung to me and I swallowed to find my throat as dry as a desert, my gaze then wandered to Marius who was cocking an eyebrow and giving me a fleeting look of mild curiosity.

I stretched in my seat, yawning. "What's that look for? Was I snoring?"

He laughed softly. "Not quite. Moaning though, must have been one hell of a dream."

My cheeks instantly burned and from a fleeting look in the mirror, I could see that they were bright red. Oh Gosh, I thought as I rubbed sleep from my eyes, how embarrassing!

"Yes, well, you haunt me even in my sleep."

His lips twitched, "Last night was that good ay? We should have rough car sex more often."

His bluntness had me fighting back the impulse to hide behind my hands and I turned my gaze to the windows, hoping to distract myself from the naughty dream that still lingered.

We had been driving since the sun started peaking above the horizon and my eyes still felt grainy, as if I hadn't gotten enough sleep already. Worry crept up my spine, it seemed all I wanted to do nowadays was sleep my life away and that frightened me more than I was willing to admit.

I had tried to end my life once upon a time but now I wanted to live it more than anything. Live it out with Marius by my side.

The car slowed and I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. All I could see was road and fields. "Why have we stopped?"

He pointed to something in the distance and that's when I noticed a man in a long trench coat striding towards us, clad in leather and tattoos.

I opened my mouth to speak when Marius hushed me with a mere look, his gaze then returning to the mystery man. I couldn't help but follow his gaze and then just like that the man was flitting forward and tapping on the window.