Reclaimed Obsession

Chapter 9

“No, so sensitive…” she tried pulling off, but I yanked her back down. She cummed twice more before she finally slid down my body, grabbed the key, and unlocked me with shaky hands.

The second the cage came off, my cock sprang free, harder than steel, veins pulsing.

Lena’s eyes widened. “There he is.”

Something snapped inside me.

I flipped her onto her back so fast she yelped. “My turn, you little freak.”

I slammed into her in one brutal thrust, burying every inch in her tight, dripping heat. Lena screamed, back arching off the bed.

“Fuuuuck… Ace!”

“That’s right,” I growled, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand, and the other wrapping around her throat. “This is the man you knew. Remember?”

I fucked her like an animal, that made the bed slam against the wall. Our sweaty skin slapped against each other and squelchy sounds filled the room.

Her tits bounced with every thrust, catching my attention. I leaned down and bit her nipple hard enough to make her cry out.

“Yes… yes… harder… fuck me like you hate me… oh my god… ”

I pounded her relentlessly, making sure I scrubbed my cock against that spot inside her that made her walls flutter and clench.

“You wanted this, didn’t you?” I snarled, wrapping my hands around her neck tightly. “Sending all that shit, teasing me, locking my cock up like a dirty slut. Now take it. Take every fucking inch.”

She had always liked my dirty talk unlike Clara who'd ask me to shut the fuck up. But here, Lena was getting undone by my cock.

She was sobbing with delight, taking her sharp nails down my back, and wrapping her legs around me like a vice.

“This is the man I knew… fuck… Ace… don’t stop… I’m gonna… oh shit… I’m cumming…!”

Her pussy spasmed around me, squirting around my cock as she screamed my name. Tears streamed down her cheeks as her face twisted in ecstasy.

I didn’t stop. I flipped her onto all fours, yanked her hips back, and drove in even deeper. One hand fisted her hair, the other slapped her ass hard enough to leave marks.

“Again,” I ordered. “Cum on my cock again. Show me how much you missed this.”

She did. Over and over. I fucked her through three more orgasms, and her voice went hoarse from screaming.

By the time I felt my own release coming, the sheets were soaked, and my balls were drenched in her cum. I pulled her up against my chest, one arm holding her waist up, the other rubbing her clit furiously.

“Tell me who owns this pussy now,” I growled in her ear.

“You… fuck… it’s yours… Ace… please…cum inside me—”

“Fuck!” I roared as I exploded, pumping rope after thick rope of hot cum deep into her clenching cunt.

Lena screamed again as another sensitive orgasm ripped through her.

Her whole body shook convulsively.

We collapsed together, panting, sweaty, trembling.

I stayed inside her, softening slowly.

Suddenly my phone beeped frantically.

I already knew who it was before I even looked at the screen.

Clara.

My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I felt it in my throat.

Lena stirred against me, still catching her breath with her hair damp and tangled across the pillow. I untangled myself from her carefully, sliding out of bed and grabbing my phone off the floor.

Clara's name sat there on the screen, glowing.

I cleared my throat and swiped the answer button.

"Hey." My voice came out stronger than I expected.

"Where are you?" Clara's voice was sleepy but sharp underneath it, the kind of alert that meant she hadn't fully been asleep to begin with.

Has she been monitoring me? Shit.

I heard her moving around.

"I came into the room to ask you something," she said. "And you weren't there. I checked the whole house, Ace. Where are you?"

Behind me, I could hear the shower turning on.

Lena.

"I went out to get milk," I said, keeping my voice flat and even. I shouldn't give anything away for now. "And why are you so bothered? I don't owe you an explanation for every move I make, Clara. You never answer to me."

She was quiet for a second.

"Really." Her voice dropped into that calm tone she used right before she said something cruel. "Because last time I checked, this is my house. And unless you've suddenly found yourself a roof over your head—" she paused, "—I want you to video call me right now and show me you're standing in a convenience store."

My stomach dropped clean out of me. "Clara—"

"Now, Ace."

Panic hit me like cold water.

I was already moving, grabbing my trousers off the floor, yanking them on with one hand while I pulled up G****e Maps on the other with fingers fumbling, searching… nearest convenience store, nearest convenience store…

There was one four minutes away.

Four minutes was nothing if I ran.

I was grabbing my shirt, my shoes, scanning the floor for my hoodie when the bathroom door opened and Lena walked out with a towel wrapped around her, patting her hair dry, completely unbothered.

I didn't even know when she got up from the bed. God, she was so damn quiet.

She looked at me… at the phone in my hand and the full panic written across my face, and one corner of her mouth lifted.

I pointed at her to shut the fuck up.

But she pressed her lips together to keep from laughing. I mouthed do not make a sound and slipped out the front door before Clara could ask again.

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Lena's POV:

I listened to the front door click shut behind him and I stood there for a moment, towel in hand, smile fading slowly.

I'd been monitoring Ace for a while now.

Since before he even knew I was back.

Six months I was flat on my back in a hospital bed, fighting to stay in a body that kept trying to give up on me.