YOURS

Chapter 19

"Are you sure you want this?" He asked, his voice an octave deeper as he looked at her. Her long midnight black hair was splayed over his pillows,a pool of the blackest ink against the satin white. Her eyes were wide, pupils still dilated, the blue of her eyes barely visible against the change as her long lashes made her eyes seem all the bigger. Her flawless ivory skin was still flushed,her swollen lips darker from his brutal kisses.Trailing his eyes further down, he let himself look at her naked body,let himself glory in it. Revel in her raw beauty. She was so...perfect. And she was his.
She never stopped looking at him, never stopped drowning him in the depths that were her eyes as she answered. "Yes," she said,a small smile on her lips. In the recesses of his mind, he knew what he was doing was wrong. But that wasn't reason enough to make him stop. He didn't want to. Besides. She'd forgive him. Eventually. He didn't know what was stronger at this point. The heart wrenching guilt he felt, or the sheer lust that threatened to burn him from the inside out if he didn't.
"Butterfly, are you sure you want this?" He asked again,barely able to choke the words out in his state.Delia moved her legs and hooked them around his waist and tugged, forcing him to draw even closer than he already was, the contact between them driving his lust to a ferocious, maddening frenzy. She lifted her head up as she propped herself higher with her elbows.
"Its either you fuck me,or I do it myself," Delia said, a slow smile forming on her luscious lips. "And we both know you've always wanted that honour," she said, her voice barely a whisper, her words making his breath catch in his throat."Do it,"she said, brushing her lips against his own."I...consent,"her voice a sinful melody against his ears. That was all it took. No more guilt. The lust won.
Delia woke up with a gasp. Her heart beat wildly in her chest, sweat trickling down the base of her spine. Her eyes darted back and forth around the room, her mind confused. Disoriented. She was in her own room. Well, the room that Keiran stated was hers anyway. She immediately screwed her eyes shut, blinking as her eyes got accustomed to the light that all but flooded the entire room. It took a moment to steady her breathing, her heartbeat slowly going back to its normal rate. She had been sleeping, no doubt, but...the dream was so...vivid. So...real.Was she even dreaming to begin with? Delia sat up slowly, fatigue raking her body in waves. A dull throb settled itself at her core, spreading all the way up her abdomen. What..the... hell? Delia thought, wincing slightly at the pain.The thin sheets covering her slipped from her body. She was stark naked. Delia's eyes were immediately drawn to her bare chest. Little red marks littered her breasts, fleshy red of the marks a stark contrast to her ivory white skin. Wait...was that a...bite mark? Delia's eyebrows rose as she noticed not one, not two, but several bite marks over and around her nipples, spreading to dark hickeys under the curves of her generous tits. Delia gingerly brushed the tips of her fingers over her now taut nipples, her breath sharp as she felt a certain...soreness? Go over her as she did. Immediately, her mind pictured Keiran before her, his mouth lavishing her breasts mercilessly,sucking and biting with a fire that threatened to take her over the edge almost entirely.Her fingers wove themselves in his hair, literally yanking at his locks as she arched her entire body towards him,back arched off the bed itself, her body melding itself over his,head thrown back,her midnight black hair falling like a curtain over the plush pillows as she moaned even louder. Delia gasped and blinked,the picture, or rather, the memory,fading away as she was quickly brought back to reality. So the dream actually was true, Delia realized, her heart sinking in her chest. She...she really had slept with him. Delia shivered slightly despite the warmth of the morning sun on her bare skin. Ignoring the protests of pain from several spots from her body, she forced herself to get out of bed. Her legs wobbled a bit when her feet finally hit the carpeted floor. Gritting her teeth,Delia walked to her wardrobe, trying to ignore the sore throbbing that momentarily shot up with every step she took. She could feel the start of a migraine at the back of her skull, her throat itchy and dry. What the actual fuck happened last night? Delia wondered. Had she been drinking? Cos that was the only explanation she could come up with as to why she felt so shitty, and, more importantly, how the fuck she let Keiran touch her and even sleep with her, all in one night. Delia pinched the bridge of her nose as she felt the migraine intensify. She closed her eyes and willed herself to remember what happened. Slowly, flashes of the events of the night began to appear in her mind. The note...the necklace...the party...Alexa...Keiran getting angry...Keiran punishing her...Keiran drugging her, injecting her with ecstasy...suddenly, the memories flooded her, faster and faster they came. Delia couldn't believe it. She let out the breath she was holding and reached out,not missing how badly her hand trembled as she did. She just took the first thing she laid her hand on, her mind reliving the events of the past night. It was a silk robe,more lingerie than bathroom wear, a delicate,beautiful thing, but at that point, Delia couldn't care less. Wordlessly, she slipped it on, tying the sliver of a belt it had around her waist to keep it closed over her body. And the worst part? She remembered everything about it. Everything that had happened, everything that he had done to her, everything she had done in return. How...how could he do that to her?Her shock quickly gave way to anger,and there was a lot of it. He had no right. No fucking right to do what he did. What kind of sick,twisted,psychologically demented, motherfu-
"Butterfly...you're awake," Keiran said,a slight twinge of surprise in his voice. As calmly as she could,Delia turned to face him. She hadn't even heard the door open when he got in. Delia took in his form,washed,freshly shaved,dressed to impress in an entire suit,and tie. Were the circumstances different, Delia would have been too busy picking up her jaw from the floor because of how damn sexy he looked in the suit. The dark navy material clung almost lovingly to his built physique,emphasising just how well cut the suit was,probably tailor made,over his glorious body. Today...today she had far more important things to deal with.
"Did you expect me to still be asleep?" Delia asked, her voice calm, but even the most unobservant dullard couldn't miss the sheer venom that dripped from her words. And Keiran, didn't miss any of it. He could practically feel the anger roll out of her in waves. He could even see it in her eyes. He had been mentally preparing for her wrath since he had left her room that night. Keiran relaxed a bit,even offered her one of his signature smirks as he looked at her straight in the eye,an action that threw Delia off for a moment, but she came back on track immediately after.
"But,of course Butterfly,I did. The...events of last night left you pretty...worn out,to put it mildly at that. It was only natural to assume that you would still be resting," Keiran said, not showing any signs of being the least bit fazed by Delia's apparent hostility.
"Really?" Delia said, drawing out the word nice and long.
"Yes. Really Butterfly. You did have quite the eventful night didn't you?" Keiran asked, his smirk widening into a grin. "Its not my fault you went out like a light afterwards. Oh wait. It is," He said, his eyes glinting at the memory, his expression smug.Delia literally felt her anger boil under her skin.
"How the absolute fuck can you just stand there and actually be proud of what you did?" Delia asked disbelievingly. "Its not normal! It certainly isn't something to be so smug about Keiran. Do you think I am fucking joking?" Delia seethed,all but seeing red.
"No actually. I don't think you are fucking joking. I think you're Delia. Unless you changed your name to 'Fucking Joking' overnight,"Keiran replied with a straight face. It took her a second to actually get what he had just said. Yanking her fingers through her hair, Delia groaned in frustration.
"You have got to be shitting me right now,"she muttered,running her hand over her face. She sighed heavily."Why did you drug me?" She asked, calmer this time.
"You were being uncooperative," Keiran answered, not even hesitating in the slightest. Delia's eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"I was being uncooperative? I was being uncooperative?"Delia asked in indignation." Correct me if I am wrong, but did you, or did you not,force me to come back here with you,and punish me when I had done absolutely nothing wrong?" Delia asked, her voice an octave louder.
"I told you,that the reason-"Keiran began.
"-was that I let Alexa kiss me" Delia said, cutting him off. A look of displeasure crossed Keiran's face, but honestly, Delia couldn't be bothered to give a shit about displeasing him at that moment."And we both know that I never kissed her back. So I am telling you this. That right there, that's bullshit."Delia said,pure acid on her tongue. Keiran opened his mouth to argue, but Delia immediately held up her index finger,shutting him up immediately. Forget displeased,Keiran looked just as angry as she was at being shushed like that. But he kept his mouth shut and let her continue.
"That wasn't a valid reason and you know it Keiran. And to add insult to fucking injury, you drugged me and made me have sex with you,"Delia spat out.
"I didn't make you do anything,"Keiran said, the anger he now felt clear in his voice. "You consented."
" I would never have consented to let you fuck me if it hadn't been for that fucking drug. It wasn't a concious decision Keiran. I was as high as a freaking kite and literally horny out of my damn mind because of it.You can't fail to acknowledge that,"Delia said,feeling the anger burn in her anew." You took advantage of me...you...you raped me,"she said,her voice going soft at the end. For the first time there, Keiran's mask of cockiness fell,and shock overtook his features. It was like Delia had literally slapped him in the face." You are a rapist," she said,the thought fully taking root in her mind now. Keiran's entire demeanor changed.
"I am not a rapist Delia. Don't ever call me that again," he said, his tone sending chills down her spine. But Delia wasn't fazed by his sudden change in attitude. She didn't know why the term apparently bothered him that much,but she knew that had dug the knife into him deep, and she would keep twisting and plunging it further in till there was nothing left.
"Yes you fucking are."She retorted,her voice louder now. "If I told anyone that you drugged me,then had sex with me, both of which I did not consciously consent to, what do you think they would call it?"She asked,taking a step closer to him. "We both know the answer to it.Say it with me Keiran. It would be called rape." She said,watching as Keiran's eyes grew darker and darker with an unfathomable fury." And if someone did that,did rape someone, what would they be called? Don't be shy,master,come on. Spell it out with me," Delia said, her voice clearly taunting him. "R,"she said,watching Keiran's anger grow by the second. She knew what she was doing could end very badly,especially for her, but at that moment, she wanted nothing more than to hurt Keiran like he had hurt her. Even just a fraction of it.
"A," she said, noting how Keiran had bunched his palms into fists, clenching his fingers so tight, his knuckles were literally white. "P,"she said,taking a step forward to him. "I," she said,taking another step closer to him. Keiran's lips were nothing but a firm line now, his jaw clenched so tight Delia could hear him grit his teeth. "S," she said, coming closer still to him. "The last one, Keiran, come on,"she urged as if urging a little child. "T," she finished,relishing the look of utmost hate in Keiran's eyes.
"That's what you are. You raped me. That makes you a rapist. Wonder how many other girls, how many other women have you ra-"
"Fucking shut your filthy mouth Delia. You do not know what the hell you are talking about. I asked you. I fucking asked you more than once whether you consented. You said yes-"
"Because I was drugged with eighty-freaking-five cc's of pure ecstasy Keiran! And you are the one who did it. You can't even acknowledge, much less realize what you did. You are that fucked up. But then again,you are a g*ddamn rapist,so I shouldn't expect that much from you,"Delia all but screamed.
"I am warning you Delia. I will not continue to tolerate how you are talking to me right now. Change your tone,and think over your next words very carefully,"Keiran stated,his voice laced with undeniable danger.
"Or what?" Delia challenged, looking him dead in the eyes.
"I am your fucking master Delia. You do not want to know 'or what'."Keiran answered, his voice icy.
"Some master you are,"Delia began,brushing his possible threat aside. "Tell me,do all masters have to force their submissives into having sex with them or is it just you?"
"Don't," was his only reply.
"Because as far as I know,as far as I understand, masters are supposed to be dominant. They fucking dominate their submissives. They do not need enhancements to do it. But you...you went all the way with that one. Quite literally. You had to literally pump me full of ecstacy. Upto my freaking eyeballs in it. Just so that you could get me to agree to let you fuck me. What? You couldn't do it without the use of yet another one of your toys? And here I thought you were actually good at what you do. Just admit it. If you hadn't drugged me, I would never had let you rape me. And I probably wouldn't have enjoyed it as much as well."
"Butterfly, you are about this close to crossing the line. This close to saying something you will regret. And mark my words, once you cross it, it won't matter what you say or do. You will pay the price,no matter how hefty it is. And I will not show any mercy."Keiran said, his voice so dark, it held no emotion at all. Delia knew she should have backed off. Should have left it at that. But she didn't. For all the fucked up shit she did to her, this was her chance to give him what was coming to him.
"I just want you to know right here,right now. I will never willingly submit to you. From here on out,if I should submit, I will only do it because of the benefits this contract gets me and Roman. He's actually the reason I agreed to this whole thing in the first place." Delia said, taking a step towards him, barely at arm's length from him." Unlike you, I actually care for his well being. I love Roman. Do you even know what that's like? Love? Before you, I had a life. I had freedom. I had love. Do you really think that I'd stay with you, put up with your weird, fucked up shit because I actually want to? What. You think that I understand you? That I would actually like you Keiran?"Delia watched as something changed in his eyes, but she had to finish it. This was the only time he would ever allow her to speak up. To say what was on her mind. To defy him." If I was given the chance to help Roman and keep my freedom, I would take it without hesitation. Why would I stay here with you when I can be free?"Delia asked,not really understanding the magnitude of her words on Keiran.
"Then leave,"
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Ik this wasn't what you expected from this chapter. Oh well. Let's see where this goes.
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