Chapter Four
Raven
I felt like I had been used and then discarded in the worst way. Yes, I had cum harder than I ever had before, but it wasn’t without strings. I had to suck off Fox and then call him Master the entire time he claimed my body.
I looked around the room for as long as I could. Fox had a fully stocked closet with dress clothes and lounging clothes and, as badly as I didn’t want to imagine him in a pair of ripped dark jeans, I couldn’t help it. My body begged for his touch while my mind ran to the nearest corner for protection.
When the time seemed to drag into hours, I got in the shower and washed away the smell of sex from my skin. No, we hadn’t fucked but he had fingered me, and my release coated my skin. I hated the smell because it reminded me of him and he wasn’t here right now.
Once I was clean enough, I got out and dried off, taking one of his white dress shirts and slipping it on. I had no panties, and no clothing of my own, so I hoped like hell that he wouldn’t have a problem with me wearing his shirt.
Then I slipped under the covers of the large king size bed, my body melting into the soft mattress. I hadn’t realized how tired I was until my head hit the pillow. My eyes drifted closed, and my breaths became shallow, as I drifted off into nothingness.
“You don’t have to do this, sweetheart. We can find another way to pay the medical bills. I don’t need the medicine…” My mother was trying to find any excuse she could to stop me. What she didn’t know was that I had already made my mind up. I had contacted Tony, who I knew through a friend, and decided it was the only way I could make enough money in time.
“You’ve lost all your insurance, Momma. You need the money. We need the money. If I can do something to help, I will.” I held her hand tightly in my mine. The worry in her blue eyes scared me, but not as much as losing her did.
Without my mother I had no one, and I refused to lose her just because I was scared of something. The arrangements had already been made.
“I don’t want you getting caught up in something bad trying to save me, sweetheart. I’ve worked hard my entire life to keep you out of the dark things this world has to offer…” She was pleading with me to not do it and I didn’t have the heart to tell her that everything was done.
“I understand, Momma. I understand.” I soothed her with a smile and stroke of the head. She was my everything and if I had to do something bad to keep her here on Earth for a little bit longer then I would.
The cancer she had was treatable but only with the right kind of medicine, and chemo treatements. Treatments that she was being denied now that she lost her job with Smith Industries.
I knew the second the letter came in the mail what I was going to do. College was no longer an option. I would take care of my family the best that I could, and if that meant showing a little skin or giving up my virginity then I was all for it.
I stared at her for a long time, the bags under her eyes made her seem older than her fifty-year-old self. It was times like this that I wished my father was still here. He would be able to comfort her like I couldn’t.
“I’ve got you, Momma. I’ll get you the medicine you need,” I whispered in her ear, willing the tears that stung my eyes away. I wouldn’t cry. Not over this. Not because of some rich bastard sitting in his high rise who fired my mom because she was on leave of absence. There were laws that could protect her but she didn’t want to fight with them. It was hard enough being sick, let alone fighting with someone to keep the medicine that kept you alive.
“Little lamb…” Someone was shaking me, my body moving across the smooth sheets. I inhaled the masculine scent of the pillow and realized that it wasn’t a dream and that I truly was living with the devil himself now.
“Huh?” I popped an eye open looking up at Fox through blurry eyes. I couldn’t look at him and feel hate. Not with the way he made me feel deep inside. He owned my body in a way that no one had before. His father, on the other hand, was dead to me. I could feel the warmth Fox’s hand creeping up my thigh and wondered what it was that he had in store for me.
After leaving me alone like he had all evening I wasn’t sure I wanted to give into his touch so soon.
“You smell like me…” I could feel his nose in my hair as I blinked away the sleep from my eyes. His voice was soft, and as I came to more, the smell of whiskey stung my nostrils. He had been drinking.
“I took a shower and then put one of your shirts on. I didn’t know if I could or not, but I felt more comfortable with it on.” I looked at him, really looked at him, the man that wasn’t hiding behind a giant wall.
He was handsome, far more handsome than I had realized before, but he was also torn. The look in his eyes didn’t mirror his body language. A large boyish grin pulled at his thin lips and his dark eyes twinkled with mischief in the dim lights of the room.
My eyes scanned over his sharp jaw line and then back down over his broad shoulders and muscled chest. My pussy clenched with need and I shifted beneath the covers, trying to hide my arousal for this man.
“Why is it that, little lamb? Did you think it would protect you from me? A little piece of cloth that I could easily rip from your body?” He nuzzled his head in the crook of my neck while unbuttoning his own shirt.
I sank my nails into the mattress, trying to resist his sinful touch. He promised me things that my body wanted, but that my mind refused to take.
“No, I didn’t.” I tried to remain strong, his lips pressing against my throbbing pulse. I couldn’t help but lean my head back, giving him better access to my throat. My body begging me to give in to whatever it was that he asked of me.
“Good, because it won’t save you. Nothing will. I’m a bad man, little lamb, and I’m trying so badly to do right by you, even though I know I don’t really have it in me to do the right thing.” Another kiss, and another slew of words that made my heart beat faster in my chest. I had never been in love, or felt for a man, but if I could, if things were different and I didn’t have to focus on my mother, then I think, maybe, I could be with Fox.
Maybe things could be different between us. He was hardened by something in his life and parts of me wanted to crack him wide open and examine those broken pieces. Was he fixable? I didn’t know.
“Being good doesn’t make you weak. You bringing me here has been a blessing, regardless of being terrified of you and what may happen…” I treaded lightly over my next words, missing his lips and touch as he pulled away to remove his button down shirt. “I might have made the choice to auction myself off, but you provided the income for me to go to school.” I tried to sound grateful and not like I was lying my ass off.
Especially when the very first rule Fox ever told me was never to lie to him. I was drawn into his body, my eyes scanning over his tight muscled chest, each muscled ab pronounced and begging to be touched. My breath faltered as he reached for his belt, undoing it.
“And I can easily take that income away at any point and time, little lamb….” I bit the inside of my cheek as emotions swarmed me. I couldn’t let him do that. I would have to do what was needed to get by for now.
“But would you…?” I challenged him, feeling more awake now than I ever had before. His dress slacks fell to the floor, his belt clattering against the wood. The sound resonated through me, echoing a reminder of something I should never forget. Fox was in control and always would be, as long as I remained under his thumb. If he told me now to bend over so that he could fuck me, then I would have no option but to do so. After all, that was why I was here…
He stroked his semi-hard cock in his hand and I eyed it, wondering what was going to take place.
“Roll over…” he ordered gruffly, and I did so, rolling over to my belly without another word. A deep laugh erupted from his chest just as I placed my cheek against the soft sheets, the noise forcing me to turn my head and look at him. What was so funny? The laughter met his eyes.
“I rolled over, just as you asked me,” I confessed, a blush creeping onto my cheeks. I didn’t know what I had done wrong.
“You're so eager for my cock, little lamb, that the second I tell you to roll over, you do so, arching your back and showing that sweet virginal pussy off..."The crude words he spoke turned me on, burning a path of arousal straight to my core. “What you don’t realize is, as much as I would love to fuck you right now, I know it’s not right, so when I said,” Roll over," I meant move over so I can get in the fucking bed too.”
Realizing what he meant now, I pushed up off my belly and scooted to the far side of the bed. The sheets were cold beneath my legs, even though the embarrassment that burned my cheeks should’ve warmed me. It was hot enough, after all.
Fox must’ve seen my embarrassment, because as soon as he was in the bed and beneath the covers, he was pulling me across the mattress and into his warm arms.
“I wasn’t trying to make it seem like I wanted you to fuck me. I just didn’t want to disobey you…” I tried to cover up my arousal and lick the wounds that I had given myself silently.
“Shhh, little lamb. There is nothing wrong with wanting the sly fox to take a bite out of you. I don’t blame you at all. In fact, if I were you, I would be rolling onto my belly and arching my back for this cock often.” His smugness was enough to make me want to throat punch him.
“You’re not making this better,” I grumbled into his chest. All of this should’ve bothered me, the cuddling, the bed sharing, and me wearing his clothes but I couldn’t lie and say I there wasn’t a possibility that I could get use to this.
“Go to sleep, lamb.” He smoothed his large hand over my hair, trying to soothe me, or at least it seemed that way. Fox didn’t seem like he had a gentle bone in his body but when he touched me right now, all I felt was his soft caress. I promised myself then, that no matter what happened after this, I would always remember this special moment with him. That he could be gentle and maybe even kind.
“Goodnight, Fox.” I risked my neck calling him Fox instead of Master, but he said nothing, just hummed a silent tune in my ear, calming me and making me feel like I actually stood a chance here.
As my eyes drifted closed and Fox held me tighter against his chest, the lie I had told him and everyone else to get here, weighed heavily on my shoulders. Still, telling him the truth wasn’t an option, which meant I couldn’t fall for him. I couldn’t fall for this side of him. The sweet side that I was sure he never showed to anyone.
“Little lamb… Little lamb….” He whispered in my ear, right before I slipped into darkness, wondering if I could pull all this off without hurting anyone.