Different Worlds

Chapter 24

Ugh, I admit it. My last chapter (at least the last part) was really really bad. I should have just waited to post it, but I had to work pretty late at night and I had promised to post it so... yeah. Anyway, if you don't like the sex part skip past the first bit of this chapter as well. And I don't mean to disrespect anyone who has been through rape for the record. Enjoy, lovelies.

"Now it seems we're getting somewhere, wouldn't you agree, harlot?"

Emma's POV

I whimper and she chuckles darkly before laying a hot-mouthed kiss against the side of my neck. Instinctively, I try to move my head to expose more of myself to her, but the fist in my hair tightens and actually pulls out a few hairs. Now it seems the floodgates have opened and my sex is practically pulsing with need.

"Please!" I gasp.

Another hard smack on my reddened ass has me biting my tongue. Regina's breath is hot on my ear now. "You're not in charge, here. You don't even have a say in the matter. Do you understand?"

A loud moan fills the air as Regina slides a slender finger deep inside of me. In and out she begins pumping, the force of her thrusts combined with the wetness of my sex audible in the little tent. But it's not enough. "Red!" I pant, and the finger immediately removes itself as well as the rope around my wrists.

A soft hand comes down to rest upon my back. "Emma?" Regina says tentatively. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you too badly?"

I shake my head, trying to control my aroused body and mind. "You didn't hurt me enough."

Regina turns me over so we are facing one another. "I will not hurt you like she did, Emma. I love you too much to do that."

Suddenly, I understand. Regina doesn't want to embrace her darkness. She wants to be the girl she once was, but stronger. For me to ask her such a thing as to use her darkness for my own pleasure is a regrettable decision. I magic myself into my clothes that Regina had magically made disappear and sit up.

"I'm sorry."

Regina looks at me in surprise, her brow furrowed as she tries to understand my apology. "I should be the one apologizing. If I would have continued further it would have thrown you into a flashback, guaranteed."

I rest my head on her shoulder. "Me asking you to sacrifice a part of yourself that you loathe was wrong. I enjoyed what happened to me to an extent, yes, but I cannot excuse the fact that it was against my will. I've been trying to excuse what has happened to me with the fact that some small part of me—my body—betrayed me. Maybe this was too soon."

Regina's hand comes up to stroke my face, her features outlined in the light of the candle making her even more strikingly beautiful than I have seen before. "What do you wish, Emma?" She asks me gently, her voice alone soothing the guilt and hurt inside of me.

I smile as I remember the first time we ever acted upon our physical desires toward each other. "I wish for you to love me."

Regina smiles too, as she knows what I am referring to. She makes her own clothes disappear with magic before pressing me back down onto the cot. "Like this?" She whispers, brushing her lips against mine.

"Yes," I breathe just before she claims me with a kiss, her tongue roaming my mouth.

I feel her hand move from my hip to my thighs and I brace myself, my sex clenching in anticipation. Instead, I'm surprised to feel her push my legs open further before feeling her wet heat directly on mine. I cry out into her mouth as she pinches an already erect nipple, this feeling of skin on skin entirely new and slightly overstimulating.