Chapter 3
A/N: Wow, oh wow! You guys are super awesome. I was not expecting the response to this story. Thanks to everyone who is reading and reviewing. Last chapter was rough. The rest of this story will have dub con and reg con so no need to worry about that anymore. Like I said, that was the worst chapter. Thanks to Luna Eclipse, Dawnbreaker8, and Pearly Fox with their help pre-reading and editing. Thanks to LittleAshes17, she was my consultant, brainstormer, and dirty talk specialist. Love all four of you! Let's check in with Bella.
When I woke up in the middle of the night, I was surprised to find that I was contently sleeping in bed and wearing clean pajamas that were comfortable. For a quick moment, I thought maybe I was back home, and it had all been a dream, but when I moved my legs, I felt a twinge of pain between my legs, proving that it was all real.
"I figured you might be sore, so I left you some Tylenol and a glass of water on the nightstand," a voice called out from the dark.
My head whipped to the right, and I saw the outline of someone sitting in a chair facing the bed. I knew it was Edward, which, in all honesty, any person other than him would be just as weird.
"Have you been sitting there, watching me sleep? Obviously, you dressed me. I'm sure to you this all seems really sweet, but it's creepy," I asked while grabbing the painkillers and swallowing them down with water.
"I didn't think you would want to sleep naked, and yeah, I'm watching you because I don't trust you to not try to run. I know you want to paint me as the villain, little girl, but with the way your life was before, I think I did you a favor."
"You did me a favor? By taking me away from my friends. By raping me after declaring that you have been waiting for four years to do it. I was fourteen then. What is broken in your brain to think that is okay? Honestly, stop doing me 'favors' because I can do without them."
"When you walked into that classroom four years ago, I found out everything I needed to know about you in about five minutes. It was Freshman English. You were sweet and beautiful without even trying, but there was pain haunting your captivating eyes you couldn't hide; you hated when people called you Isabella; and you loved the classic love novels; Bronte sisters, Austen, and Hardy."
"You seem to have me at a disadvantage because I know very little about you." I sat against the wall so that I could face him. "It's not like I'm going anywhere, so you have the con."
"Star Trek fan? I wouldn't have guessed," he said.
I gave him a mysterious smile. "You don't know me as well as you think you do. Tell me, before you had sex with me, did you think I was a virgin?" I knew I was trying to piss him off, but if he wanted to make this hard, then I would push right back.
He tilted his head, looking at me. "I had hoped you were, but no, once I slid inside you, I knew you weren't. So, who was it? There can't have been many."
"Why, cause 'my pussy was so tight?'" I said in a mock impression of his voice. "Kegel exercises work wonders, but you're right, it was only one guy, but he was the first. And the only one I've begged to make me come." I was waiting for him to explode. Show me the crazy asshole. That side of him scared me shitless, but it wasn't as disarming as this sweet and kind Edward that I thought I knew for four years. I knew what lay behind that facade now, so the illusion was shattered.
A slow, eerie smile spread across his face, and he chuckled humorlessly. "I know what you're trying to do, Bella. But I won't have sex with you again until you're on your knees, begging me to fuck you so hard, you can't walk the next day."
Against my better judgement, my breathing sped up, and I felt desire strike a match, lighting my entire body on an all-consuming fire.
"And you will, because you can still feel what it's like to have me inside you. You know how hard I make you come. Whoever he was, he was a boy and is irrelevant." He got out of his chair, tipping it over in his frustration, and came over to me. He gripped my chin, making me look up at him. His face was so close to mine I could smell his minty breath and earthy aftershave. "You. Are. Mine. And I never share." He growled at me.
"How do you know he was a boy?" I challenged.
"Because I would never have allowed a man to touch you. I would have killed him. You didn't have any boyfriends go missing, did you?"
Before I could respond, he slammed his lips to mine. I moaned, and he licked the seam on my lips. When I refused to open to him, he nipped my lip, and my gasp caused my mouth to open. He plunged his tongue inside, exploring my mouth until there was nothing but his taste. He retreated and finished with two closed-mouth kisses. His eyes were level with mine, and the emotion there made my heart stutter. Edward was intent on consuming me, and I was so close to just letting him. When he was near, I couldn't think rationally. My body led the way.
"I will leave you to get some sleep," he said, looking a little tired himself. "Don't try to run, Bella. I will find you, and I will make sure you regret it."
His intense gaze held mine. I searched his eyes for any sign of hesitation. I couldn't find any, so I nodded. He smiled, let go of my face, and then turned on his heel, leaving me alone in the room. As much as I needed to be alone to process all this, I was in an unfamiliar place, causing me to be a little freaked out. Scrambling across the bed, I turned on the lamp sitting on the nightstand. Laying down, I hugged the pillow to me. I was scared to fall asleep, not sure what tomorrow would bring, but soon my exhaustion carried me under.
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When my eyes opened, I knew it was morning. The sun filtering in through the windows alerted me it was at least 7 am. I realized that since I arrived; I hadn't really assessed my surroundings. Usually, I was more observant than that, but these weren't usual circumstances. I slowly slid off the bed, almost expecting Edward to come flying into the room, upset that I had moved. I was in a bedroom, which should have been obvious from the bed and matching nightstand.
There was a bookcase across the room, right next to two large pane windows. Other than those few items of furniture, there wasn't much more in this room. There was an open door near the bed, and upon further inspection, it looked like a walk-in closet and a bathroom. Oh, thank god. I took care of business, and even though I really wanted to take a bath, I didn't want to push my luck yet.
I turned and was surprised to see Edward standing there, watching me. "You can take a bath."
"Sorry if I'm not in a rush to willingly get naked around you anytime soon," I spat, trying to walk past him.
He grabbed my wrist, stopping me. "Is this attitude going to continue? I'm trying to be nice to you, but you act like it gives you a right to be a brat. Do you want me to be mean because it's all you seem to respond to? You know how brats get treated, Bella? Hmmm?" he asked, walking behind me, his hand palming my ass cheek, before pulling away and smacking my ass hard. The impact of the hit made me take a few steps forward, and my mind yelled at me to run from him, but his other arm snaked around my waist. "I wouldn't do that. I warned you not to run from me, baby. Do you need to be punished?"
"What would you do to me? Kill me?"
He chuckled, but it was not one of mirth but of ill intention. His nose trailed the column of my neck, nuzzling into my hair. "There are worse things than death, baby. I said you were mine, so I would never kill you, but I might have to remind you who you belong to. Who owns this pussy?" he asked, cupping my sex.
I shook my head and refused to answer the way I knew he wanted me to. I cried out when I felt the sting of his teeth pinching the skin at the base of my neck.
"Who owns it, little girl? I'll ask one more time before I get really angry." His hand squeezing my sex, his other hand came back to slap my ass again.
"YOU! Fuck, you own it," I cried out.
"That means that I can take it whenever I want. Remember that, little girl. Don't give me a reason to remind you of that."
"What if I wanted it? Is it only your decision?" I asked.
He gripped me by my shoulders and turned me to face him. He seemed to be studying me. "Do you want me to pet your kitty and make you purr?"
God, the things that came out of this man's mouth should disgust me, and I should be horrified, but instead, I could feel the arousal gathering in my underwear. "I just want to know if I have the option."
"I told you that when you beg, I'll fuck you hard and make you come even harder." His green eyes were hooded, and his breathing was labored. I knew he was turned on. Over his shoulder on the counter, I saw one of those pretentious crystal bowls filled with the clear and blue rocks. Pressing my body into his, so that he was pressed up against the counter, I reached down and palmed his erection through his pants. I kissed his neck and even nipped it with my teeth. He fisted my hair at the nape of my neck. "Do you wanna play, baby?"
"Think you can make me call you Daddy?" I said in a breathy voice, using his shock as a distraction to grab the crystal bowl. I hefted it in my palm and brought it down over his head. I knew it wouldn't really hurt him because it was thin. It shattered, and I pulled away from him and ran. My sock-clad feet slid on the tiled floor in the bathroom, but it helped me. I ran through the bedroom and made it to the hallway.
I had a moment of panic because I had no idea what the layout of the house was. I scanned what was in front of me and saw stairs. "Oh." Running to them, I jumped a few steps from the bottom to the landing, hearing Edward clomping around upstairs. I couldn't let him catch me because he was going to be pissed. Assessing that I was on the ground floor, just by the layout, I didn't have time to be impressed that his house was big. This wasn't bought off a substitute's wages. Ok, focus, Bella. I need to find a door.
Headed towards a hallway that looked like it might lead to a foyer, which would mean the front of the house. I found the front door, pulling it open, only to be met by Edward standing right outside in front of it. Trying to shut it, I was thwarted by him wedging his shoe inside before I could, and he grabbed me by the throat.
"Did I not make myself clear on what would happen if you tried to run?" he asked, the menace and anger not even contained in his tone. He grabbed me by the waist and flung me over his shoulder, knocking the air out of me so I couldn't even scream. "Hope you enjoyed that little taste of freedom, little girl, cause that's over now." I tried to pound on his back, but each time I hit him, he smacked my ass, and he was far more skilled at causing pain than I could hope to be. "You fucking naughty girl. You're going to regret running from me," he sneered as he groped and squeezed my ass, running his fingers along the crease of my thin cotton shorts. He shut the bedroom door, locking it, and flung me on the bed, causing my entire body to bounce.
I tried to scramble off the bed immediately, but Edward took my knees out from under me and flipped me onto my stomach. His knee came down in the middle of my shoulder blades, causing me to struggle to breathe. He gathered my wrists together, tying them, then tied my ankles together. I was confused when he pulled my ankles towards my wrists. I struggled, not intending to make it easier for him to tie me in some weird position. He put more pressure on the knee in my back, and then I felt a shock and a loud electrical pop sound.
"This is an electro wand. It builds current and then shocks you. I suggest you don't piss me off more than you already have." He finished tying my ankles and wrist together, leaving me in a hogtied position. "Now, this position isn't great for penetration, but it is great for oral. You are going to suck my cock, little girl. I can make you call me Daddy, but how about after you choke on my dick?" He grabbed my chin again, crouching so that he could look in my face. "I can tell with you and your defiant spirit that I'm going to have to be very specific. If you try to bite my dick or any other cute idea you think you have, I will make you so very sorry. I said I'd never kill you, but I can devise ideas for you that will have you begging me to end you. Do you understand? Make no mistakes, little girl. I will break you. I tried to treat you well and be nice. You continued to be a brat, so now I will just fuck you like a slut."
Edward pulled a pocket knife out and unfolded it. Grabbing the front of my shirt, he slit it down the middle, ripping it the rest of the way until he could pull it off me. Doing the same thing with the bra, shorts, and underwear, I was soon naked. He took his pants and boxers off, followed by his t-shirt. He sat against the headboard, then pulled my head towards his lap. I was brought face to face with his dick. Not seeing it yesterday when he fucked me from behind, I was still stunned by how big it was. I mean, I had one boy's cock to compare it with, but I was sure that Edward's was above average. It was almost unfair that the crazy guy had a nice dick.
I was surprised when he rubbed the tip against my lips and tapped them with the head. "Open, Bella."
"I don't know how to do this," I muttered.
"Well, I'm gonna teach you. Now open!" He ground out menacingly.
Scared but also exhilarated, I opened my mouth. I shouldn't enjoy the fact that I was tied up like an animal or that he shoved his dick down my throat, but I found myself getting wetter. I started to panic when I couldn't breathe.
"Breathe through your nose and relax those muscles, baby." I tried to do exactly as he said, and once I drew in a few breaths through my nose, the panic subsided, and I was able to relax. "That's it. Fuck, your mouth is so perfect." He used my head to control the thrust and movement. All I was able to do was use my tongue and suck as much as I could. My throat was starting to get sore, and I was producing a lot of saliva. I tried to swallow some, but his dick was still shoved down my throat. My eyes watered as I tried to breathe with his cock so deep. He moaned and sucked in a sharp breath. "You better stop doing that, or I'm going to come down your throat, little girl." His voice was low and husky.
Wasn't that kind of the point, I thought? Looking up at him, my eyes wide and innocent, I wanted him to come; I didn't want to admit I enjoyed having this power over him, and the quicker he came, the faster this would be over. He ran his hand down the side of my face, his face contorted in pleasure, and smiled at me. "You try to act all sweet and innocent, but you're just a dirty fucking girl. "
It really was too bad that I couldn't speak because I wanted to agree with him. What the hell was going on? I had thought from the beginning of this all that I was slowly losing my mind. Maybe my brain had finally snapped, and I just decided to embrace the crazy. I put my all into taking him deeper and increasing the suction. I gagged around him when he slid too deep, but I didn't stop. "Just like that baby, choke on my cock like a good little cockslut." His head fell back as a primal groan ripped from his throat, and I found him kind of beautiful in his bliss. He pulled my mouth off him, and I took in a much needed lungful of air. He ran his thumb across my lips. I wondered why he stopped, and I knew I must have looked like a mess. Edward pulled my face to his, kissing me deeply. This time I let his tongue in immediately, and I even massaged his tongue with mine. He gripped my hair tighter and moaned into my mouth.
All too soon, he was pulling away again and got up from under me. He pushed my face into the mattress again and undid the hogtie. He undid the rope around my ankles but kept my wrists tied behind me. "Bend your elbows and bring your wrist up towards the middle of your back."
I was hesitant to do whatever he said, and I wasn't really down to be tied up in weird positions, so when I didn't do what he said, I felt a shock followed by the loud pop. He shocked me again on the side of my breast. He grabbed a fistful of hair and bowed my body to bring my ear toward his mouth. "That wasn't a request. I guess I'm just gonna have to hurt you for you to get it." He held the wand against my nipple and pressed the button again. Pain shot through me, but it went straight to my clit, making it throb. I whimpered at the sensation, craving more. "You're already learning to become my little pain slut, fuck, you really are perfect." He did the same to my nipples a few times. I was lost in a sea of pain and pleasure, not being able to tell one sensation from the other. He stopped and continued his task of tying me up. He attached the rope to my wrists and then basically wrapped it around my body, above my breasts and directly below. It was more complicated than that, I'm sure, but that was what I could feel.
He pulled me to my feet, and I was a little wobbly for a few seconds. He turned me to face him, and I saw his eyes darken when he looked at my chest. My breast pushed up and out from the ropes. He reached over and grabbed the wand thing from the nightstand. With his eyes never leaving mine, he shocked my nipples again, once on each nipple, then he dragged it down my torso, hitting the button when he touched my stomach and then above my pelvic bone.
When he rubbed it along my slit, I already knew what was coming. He started rubbing circles on my clit with the toy, then pressed the button. Electricity zipped through my skin, making my stomach and pussy clench. I moaned loudly and sighed. He continued in this fashion, making the same route. A shock to the nipples, stomach, pelvic bone, and my clit—over and over until I was panting, and I was completely drenched. He got what could only be described as an evil smile on his face, and he pressed the button several times in succession, and I felt my orgasm come slamming down on me. My body tensed up, and it was different from before, more intense. I felt wave after wave of bliss and bone-deep relaxation roll over me, and I fell to the floor, losing my footing completely.
Edward picked me up and deposited me on the bed. I just laid there. I was spent from that orgasm, and I was wondering how this could be my punishment, but when I saw him stroke his cock, I realized he wasn't done with me. Oh, right? His pussy to take whenever he wants. He was showing me I was his to use because I had tried to run. That defiant spirit he mentioned earlier made me want to try to run again, to see how far he was willing to go.
Once the haze from my orgasm cleared, I looked up at him again with my bitch brow perfectly perfected. "Tell me how you giving me an orgasm is punishment. You're kinda making me want to try to run again." I don't know why, but the fact I was being held here against my will by an ex-teacher that I had a crush on until I was sixteen, made me want to be mean. Why should I make this easy on him? Maybe I couldn't believe this devastatingly good-looking man had been obsessed with me for four years and I had no fucking clue. Either he was very good at hiding it, or I was oblivious.
Edward climbed onto the bed, straddling my thighs. He gripped my hair at the base of my neck and pulled me close to his face. "Who said I was going to stop at one? I want you fucking drenched, exhausted, and begging me to stop. For you to think you couldn't stand coming again, and then to drag one more out of you. I want you to be drunk on the pleasure and next time, you will fucking beg me to make you come again. You will be a slave to me and the pleasure only I can give you."
"Why?" I asked, trying to control my voice.
His eyes softened, and he caressed my face. This guy. He was all dominating and crazy one minute. The next he was the Edward I had come to know for four years. The fact that I knew he was both made my heart hurt a little for him. Why was he so damaged? Why was he so good at hiding the evil side that he was more often since I had been here?
"I already told you. You are mine."
"Are you mine?" I threw back at him.
He pressed his forehead to mine. "Do you want me to be? I think you still want to see me as the bad guy in all this, baby, but I will set your spirit free. You don't know what you're capable of yet, but I do."
A/N: If you haven't noticed yet, Bella is a bit of a spitfire and kinda stubborn. She sure will continue to give him a run for his money. Yes, Edward has issues, but they won't really be discussed a little next chapter and the chapter from his POV, which is near the end of the story, but in his way he does love Bella. Leave a review and let me know your thoughts, concerns, questions. Remember, this story is only 10 chapters, so we are nearing the halfway mark. See you next week, lovelies!