Valentina - Chapter 7 - Lock & Key

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by meglilypad

by meglilypad

Brace yourselves, this one's smutty. Ok but honestly, this is what you've been digging for admit it <3

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Valentina's POV

"Come here, princess," Harry growls gently once he's locked the door behind him. My room looked much, much smaller now that I was a prisoner in it, but I walked gingerly towards him anyway, not wanting to displease the man I'd just seen slap another girl without even batting an eye. Harry smiles at my submission, towering a good 6 inches taller than me, and reaches down, unzipping my beautiful dress and throwing it to the ground in one quick motion. I cautiously started to get up on my tiptoes, lifting my lips to his when he wraps his hand around my hair and yanks my head back, turning me and pushing me down onto my bed so I'm face to face with his growing bulge, looking up with surprise at the rough turn of events.

"H-"

"That's daddy to you" He smirked, wrapping his hand around my neck tightly enough so my hands fly up to grab it, but he uses his free hand to pin mine above my head, completely exposing my bare chest and very small thong hugging my hips tightly.

"I-" I try to start again but he cuts me off deftly by shoving two fingers in my mouth and allowing his left hand to travel slowly down my body and navel, leaving a trail of goosebumps and forcing me to bite my lip to keep from moaning.

Goddamn I want it.

Part of me is disgusted and disgraced--who is this girl, begging to be forced on her knees into submission, calling her lover "master" and "daddy" and going to bed with a man who imprisoned her for his own little game? The other part of me is drunk on absolute pleasure, practically ready to do anything to be filled with the lust of a man who desires me as much as I crave him.

Harry chuckles softly as one of his hand slips under the silk thong, feeling how badly I want it. Allowing a finger to slip inside me, he takes distinct pleasure in watching my back arch and my head roll back, inhaling sharply as he moves his finger in and out, stealing my breath and any words I had the intention of saying. Pulling his shirt off, I can see now why he is the object of so many girls' affections. He's sly, handsome, dominant beyond all words, his hair falls perfectly just brushing his shoulder and his chest is expertly carved in a way that makes you imagine he spends a lot of time on his image. Biting my lip roughly, he pulls me back to the bed and the mirrors and his weight on top of me as he slides a third finger inside of me, earning the moans he had been looking for.

"Here's what's going to happen," he whispers to me, low enough that I strain to hear but drink up every word he says. "you're going to wrap your hands around the headboard like this," he curls my fingers around the top of the headboard, spreading my legs apart and moving the tiny piece of fabric aside. "and you're going to say 'thank you, daddy' for every time I push myself deeper into you" He finishes breathily, unzipping his dress pants and forcing me down pulling my hips right up to his and gently sliding his entire length inside me, making my heart skip a beat and my lungs expand from gasping so hard.

"O-oh my god." I blink, getting an intoxicating blend of pleasure and pain from him. I look up and see his chin touching his chest, eyebrows furrowed and eyes closed in concentration. Slowly his hand creeps up to my neck again, returning to its position wrapped tightly around it, and his mouth moves to my chest below it, his teeth and lips working hard at leaving tiny bruises scattered all over my body.

He pulls out slightly, then shoves his thick member even deeper inside me, breathing through his teeth. I let out a squeak and he laughs gently, teasing my clit with his fingers, and pulling out then roughly pushing back in again. Tightening his grip on my neck, I gasp for air.

"Do you like it when I choke you, little angel?" He asked. I can barely nod, and I see a flash of what looks like hunger in his eyes, an emotion so dark and primal it sends a chill through my body. Grabbing my waist, he flips me over and forces my head onto the bed, holding my neck down and locking my hips into place right in front of his.

Thrusting in again, I whimper as it goes deeper, harder and faster, making me wince and my body shakes with each thrust, and gasping out 'thank you, daddy' every time he slaps my ass hard; I'm positive there will be marks left tomorrow morning.

Letting his head roll back and his hips hit mine again, I can feel him come inside me, deep and hot and hard. I arch my back and place my hands on the bed, out of breath and exhausted, terrified and also desperate for more. He pulls out just a tiny bit, allowing his come to drip down my leg and smiling down at me, a victorious look splashed across his face.

"Look at you," He grins, wrapping his hand around my thigh and squeezing tightly, making me jolt up in surprise. "You're still so horny, aren't you little slut?" He asks. The words are malicious, and they feel like a slap when he says them. What would my family say, allowing a man to talk to me like this? Do I have any respect for myself? I sit up on the bed, sliding one leg off to go clean myself up and sit in the shower, overcome with emotion and suddenly needing to get away from this man.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asks angrily, his smile replaced by immediate rage, picking me up and pushing me against the wall, balancing my naked body up against his by wrapping his arms underneath my ass and holding me in place while I try in vain not to match his gaze. "I'm not done with you," He growled, pinning my arms to the wall behind me and holding me high enough to force himself back inside my aching body, starting to push in and out, watching my face for his own satisfaction as he fucked me harder and harder. I can't ask him to stop, no words would come to my lips. My body wanted more but I was so lost in my mind I could barely say anything, let alone permit a sound of pleasure to escape my mouth. My silence, which he took to be his own doing, seemed to turn Harry on more, relenting none and making the night seem like it was never going to end.

It wasn't. It won't ever end. I'm his now.

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