Chapter 41 🍋

Lemon time ✨

The slow rise and fall of your blankets was the only movement in the room. A soft rustle emanated with each breath you took. While a shadowy figure stood impossibly still just out of sight. Eyes bore into you causing an unrecognizable feeling in your dream. You stirred momentarily only to sigh and lay still once more.

Caine moved in closer, his eyes never leaving you. A gloved hand traced the edges of your sheets as a dangerous glint sparkled in his eyes. There was an unmistakable satisfaction that illuminated his features as he circled the bed.

Not as a caring lover, but as a rabid animal circling prey.

His eyes glinted in the dark. Their green and blue hues nearly glowing with anticipation. For a moment he paused his stride, taking in a deep yet shakey breath. One that told a story of someone who was barely hanging onto control by a thread. As if he kept part of himself locked away and on a leash.

Restraining.

Controlling.

But how long could he maintain the facade?

The soft white fabric of his glove rustled as it made contact with the blankets of your bed. The cool night air grazing your skin. Causing your eyes to flutter open, still heavy with sleep. Vision blurred and unfocused.

"Caine?" You mumbled half awake.

There it was.

His name on your lips.

Something inside had snapped. Like a rabid dog tethered to a chain for far too long on a hot summer day. His eyes widened like he'd caught sight of the most tantalizing four course meal after starving for years on a deserted island.

"Y/n" He growled, barely audible.

But you heard it. The gravely hoarse animalistic tone. One you knew all too well. The sound sent electric shivers up and down your spine as you finally realized you were in fact being hunted.

Suddenly you weren't in your room anymore.

He had teleported you away to somewhere familiar.

Mirrors surrounded you.

The sudden jump in setting caused you to fall to the floor. Your sleepy haze quickly melted away into panic mixed with something you hadn't expected to be there—

excitement.

"You can run~ consider this our own little adventure. Just you and me dear y/n~"

His laugh echoed around you in the mirror maze, deep and reverberating. You shivered as you stood.

Heart pounding.

Breathing erratic.

"Run"

He growled the one word.

Not as a question.

A command.

And you knew better than to disobey.

The chase was on. You ran through the mirror maze in search of what— you weren't sure. Were you looking for an exit? Or hoping to—

You didn't think for too long. The thumps of your feet hitting the cool hard surface below filled the silence. Turn after turn bend after bend you couldn't find the exit. Every so often he would chime in.

"You're so pretty when you sleep~ run~ eat~ talk~"

Another dead end.

"You know there's no escape."

Suddenly you're thrown to the ground. A hard, hot surface halts you in your tracks. The familiar smell of strawberry candy hits your nose.

"Ahh ahh ahh~"

You scramble to get up only for him to suddenly have a clone behind you.

"What's the hurry?" The Caine behind you whispers in your ear as he grabs you by the wrists. He holds them high above your head as he brings you forward to the other Caine.

"I've got all night."

His hands feel at the soft hem of your pajama top.

"Such a beautiful body~"

The Caine in front of you disappears, leaving the one grabbing your wrists to steal your attention.

"You should take a look."

He presses you forward, your wrists still held. The cool surface of the mirror rubs your stomach. Earning a sharp gasp from you.

Caine responded to your gasp with a satisfied low groan, "So pretty."

His hands release your wrists and you turn to run, but he simply grabs you once more.

"Leaving so soon?"

You couldn't lie. The chase and resistance fueled something primal in you. Something exciting.

Something— dangerous.

You whimpered as his hands gripped your hips bringing them flush to his own. Caine thrusted his aching clothed member against you as he pulled you back. A familiar heat began to pool between your thighs as you let out another whimper.

"Fuck"

He groaned as you sighed and moaned. His movements becoming more frantic with each noise. A white glove found its way to your shirts underside as his hands gently grazed your warm belly.

"Such a good girl~"

You leaned back into him as his hands traveled upwards. The intrusion causing goosebumps to form along your skin.

And in that moment you decided to do something stupid.

Very stupid.

You ran.

"Oh?~" Caine chuckled.

You smiled and looked back at him as if to say 'catch me if you can'. And he was more than ready to take on the challenge.

You clumsily stumbled here and there around the corners. Giggles of excitement left your body as you reveled in the thrill of being chased by him. The one who'd done unspeakable things. The one who held you tenderly. The one you'd spent so many nights beside.

"Caine~" you called out teasingly.

"Y/n don't do that." He growled as his voice neared.

"Oh I think I want to~" you replied smugly.

You dashed forward faster than ever, but instead of moving forward the world stopped and your body was suddenly looking down.

He had caught you.

"You enjoy our little game rabbit?"

You smile at his nickname for you, "I sure did~ What are you gonna—" before you could even reply Caine had already transformed into his human form and his lips had crashed into yours.

His hands no longer exploring gently, but hungrily. He grabbed and gripped at anything he could. Your hips, yours breasts, your arms, your ass— and he was not stopping anymore.

Suddenly without warning he had begun to remove your clothes as well as his. With one swift motion he faced you away from him and bent you over. Your hands pressing against the glass so you wouldn't just fall over.

In a matter of mere seconds he had undressed you and thrust you forward into a mirror. After discarding his own clothes he proudly stood behind you, grabbing a fist full of your breast as he looked at you in the mirror.

"Beg." He growled.

"What?" You couldn't even process what he said before the soft hot sensation of his member's tip grazed your needy shaken slit. Liquids trailed from his tip to your sex as your arousal coated him.

"I said beg for it." He demanded. His voice causing your core to instantly respond as your folds became slickened with need. The need to be filled. The need to be hunted. To be claimed.

"Caine~" you whimpered.

"Yes dear?" He groaned satisfied with the way you practically moaned out his name.

"Please~" you whispered, barely able to keep your head above the waters of need that threatened to take you under at any moment in time.

"Please what?" He flicked his tip against your swollen clit. The sensation earning a loud moan from you.

"Ahh! Fuck. Caine." You called out.

"Not clear enough. I need full sentences." He chuckled as he toyed with your breasts while rubbing his member along the slit of your heat.

"Please just fuck me and put it in my pussy already!" You cried out with wanton need, sanity waning with every stroke of his member's swollen hot hard tip grazing your aching clit.

"Good girl." He groaned in your ear before biting down on your shoulder, hard, ruthless.

Leaving his mark on you before claiming his prize. Without warning he slammed his fully engorged and swollen cock to the hilt in your fluttering folds. The sensation causing white stars to peak at the edges of your vision.

The pace he set was brutal and uneven.

"Fuck. You're so wet. So needy. So ready for me to fill~"

He pushed you forward, your hands gripped at the mirror as your head hung low. It was only for a moment, because soon enough Caine's hands were gripping your hair and pulling your head back. Forcing you to watch him pound into you senselessly.

"Look at you~ taking my cock so well. Such a pretty sight isn't it? Your sweet body filled by me." He growled in your ear. Biting and licking away at your sensitive neck. His hands gripping your breasts as he toyed with your hardened nipples. One hand eventually trailing down between your thighs.

"Tell me y/n. Who do you belong to?"

You whimper as your walls tighten around him, thighs beginning to shake, "Caine. I belong to Caine."

He hums thoughtfully in response before groaning out, "So good~"

He rewards you by using the hand between your thighs to reach your clit. His thumb made calculated strokes across your sensitive nub. Using the sounds you made as a guide. Like running the strings on a guitar until you had the right pitch. He continued to adjust his strokes inside of you with the rubbing of your clit until he found the perfect tune.

"Caine! Fuck!! I —" you couldn't even speak. The pleasure was blinding. Your mind became too far gone to form any meaningful sentences.

"Don't stop. Please. Please don't stop. Please Caine." was all you could muster other than outright moaning. Your breaths became ragged as your legs shook with anticipation for what was coming. His tongue lazily traced the rim of your earlobe before he whispered once more to you,

"Such a pretty noise~ I love it when you beg for me like a good girl." He rasped out barely able to speak as the pleasure built deep inside of him threatening to burst at any moment.

Something in you was changing. Something yearned. Needed even. You chased a high with reckless abandon and let lose the unraveling thoughts of a woman driven mad by lust, "Caine I want your cum to fill me up so fucking bad baby. Please don't stop until you fill every inch. You feel so fucking good baby. God Caine. Please— just — ohhh~"

Liquid trailed down your thighs as your body went limp from overstimulation, but Caine caught you and propped you up against the mirror. As you looked into the mirror you finally saw him.

Really saw him.

Eyes glowing.

Breathing erratically.

Moaning and grunting with each thrust.

"You give me so much praise~ but you deserve some too. Fucking me so good. Treating me so well. God — I can't think about anything but the way you toy with my body perfectly Caine."

Your words sparked something in him. He began slamming into you like never before. The quickness of it left you breathless. Unable to speak.

"So. Good. Can't. Stop." Caine growled as he fucked you like a rabid animal.

You felt yourself clench around him tight, and he felt it. The coils wound tight in both your lower cores. The pressure built and built and built.

"Ahhhh!!" You cried out as the flood gates released.

He hissed and his hips thrusted erratically as he came undone inside of you and you came undone around him.

"Fuck baby I'm gonna—" he grunted as his balls tightened and his abs flexed.

"Caine!! I'm cumming!!" Liquid spurted from you as he pounded into you never letting up the pace of thrusts or the massaging of your clit.

"Y/n!! Fuck!! Take it!! Take every last drop." He grinded against you as thick hot ropes of cum erupted from the tip of his cock and flooded your womb. The copious amounts of it spilled from you with each pump of his cock, his release seemingly as never ending as you own. His cum now trickling down your thighs and dripping onto the floor as his own whimpers rung out.

The two of you then went slack against the mirror still panting. His body pressing yours against the now foggy glass. His cock still buried deep within you dripping cum into your core. You whimpered as your toes curled and your thighs shook. Drool pooling at the side of your mouth.

He quietly whispered into your ear between ragged breaths, "I love you y/n. You're mine. All mine."

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