Chapter Thirty-One
Not Your Average Everyday Passion
We got to the car and Alejandro grabbed me and kissed me again. Everyone watched as his hand moved aggressively over my breast then to my scars. We got in the car, and he was high on adrenaline.
He took my face in his hands, “You are a Powerful Goddess! At this point I will bow to you; it does not matter about the rest of them. If that does not prove to them that you are the Sovereign Mistress of the House of Pain, nothing will. SO Powerful!” He pulled me into his lap and looked deep into my eyes and caressed me all the way back home.
We got out of the car, and he picked me up and put my legs around him. He walked us in as we kissed passionately. I could tell his hunger was real at this point. But so was mine. I was starved for him.
He put me down inside the door and began pulling off my clothes. Soon enough our clothes were on the floor by the open front door, and we were working our way upstairs to our room. Once we finally got up the stairs the real dance of passion began.
We reached the top of the staircase and he slammed me against the wall. My hands were pinned over my head as he held me there with one hand. The other hand caressed my cheek, traced my scar, and then his lips followed.
He put his hand a my throat then moved to my shoulder as his lips found the lobe of my ear. He whispered, “I want to take you. I need to take you. I want you to be mine.” His hand moved down my side and to my ass. His fingers dug deep into my ass, his lips hoovered over my skin, and I could feel his hot sweet breath on my neck.
This was it; I could not wait any longer. My entire body craved him. I was breathless. “Take me to our bed and make love to me Alejandro.” He released my wrists and swooped me up into his arms and started walking to our room. I was filled with anticipation, flooded with desire for him. The passion swelled inside of me.
I just kept thinking to myself, please take me to the bed, not the cold shower. I became anxious wondering which one he would choose. Would he be as consumed with passion as I was and let go of the control? Or would he regain his control and plummet us into another shocking reality check?
I leaned further into him and started kissing his neck and caressing his back and chest as he walked toward the room. I whispered in his ear, “I want you; I cannot wait.”
He paused for a moment and looked at me, “I need you too.” Then he kissed me and turned toward the bed. SCORE! There would be no cold shower in my near future.
Alejandro laid me on the bed, and he hoovered over me. He moved in touching my knee, ran his hand to my hip, his lips planted small kisses on my inner thigh. His other hand slipped under my leg pulling my legs further apart.
The hand on my hip moved to my stomach and as he moved in to give me an intimate kiss that hand cupped my breast. Leg over his shoulder, one arm grasping for the bed post, and the other with my fingers threaded in his hair.
His tongue slid over my swollen clit teasingly. I spread my legs further apart, arched my back, and pushed my hips forward. My body begged him for more. I silently yearned for more.
Another tease and then another. His hand moved from my breast to my lower stomach and his muscular arm pressed against my inner thigh pinning my other leg.
His tongue circled and moved in delightful play. It danced in seductive ritual motions, and I was entranced. My body stiffened and relaxed with each stroke. He pressed harder.
I released his hair and my own hands moved to my nipples gently fondling them as he sent waves of delight throughout my body. He pressed further.
I pinched my nipples just hard enough to create small waves of pain that enhanced the pleasure. As my body started to pulsate with waves of delight, I screamed out, “Please, oh Ali please.” Then he pushed me further. His tongue was magical, and I was being transformed.
I tried to withhold the climax and pulled away; it was too intense. He anchored himself in and latched on. There was no escape.
Finally, I relented and surrendered to its intensity. The waves of pleasure thundered through my body like the surf crashing against the rocky shore. I placed my hands palm down on the bed and my fists clenched as my entire body trembled with pure ecstasy. Then he released me.
I laid there breathless, and Alejandro moved up slowly kissing my hypersensitive skin from my stomach to my sides. He cupped my breasts and lightly played with my nipples. Each kiss sent another wave of passion through my entire body. I was breathless.
He moved up and pressed his body against mine. Light kisses, then he wrapped his arm around my waist and flipped me over pulling me on top of him. He grabbed my ass and squeezed, then he moved to my thighs and pulled me to my knees.
He laid on his back with me seated on his lap. His hands moved from my hips up my sides and to my breasts, then back to my stomach. He laid there, looked at me, and caressed my body for the longest time. I bent down and kissed his lips and placed my head on his shoulder so I could place soft kisses on his neck.
His hands continued their unrelenting exploration. They were slow methodical touches that sent me into light orgasmic aftershocks. When he was sure that I was completely satisfied he pulled a light blanket onto us and pulled me into a spooning position.
His hands caressed my entire body, and I could feel his cock pressing against me. I did not want to wait any longer. I arched my back giving him better access to penetrate. He grabbed my hip and moved his cock right to the lips of my wet pussy. I gasped.
“Napping again kids?” Alejandro stopped and buried his head in my hair in complete frustration. I opened my eyes and Hilda was standing there with a hand on one hip and an unlit cigarette in the other. “We request the honor of your presence downstairs in the conference room.” She turned and walked out.
Alejandro turned over on his back. “I have really got to rethink this open-door rule.” We got up and put on robes and trudged downstairs to the conference room. On the way downstairs Alejandro was fuming that they had disturbed us after we stayed so fueled all day. We needed the release. Oh, did we need the release.
When we entered the conference room Hilda had lit the cigarette and was exhaling a large cloud of smoke. Ian, Julian, Mrs. J, Mr. J, Rita, and Karla were in the room waiting on us. Ian looked like he was going to burst if he did not talk immediately, but Julian stepped in like he had a gallon of espresso.
“Ali, you will not believe the ruckus you and Del stirred up at the meet and greet. Everything from that awesome entrance in the dusters and charred masks, to announcing Del as the Sovereign Mistress of the House of Pain to all of the indigo pledging loyalty to her to that really amazing dance to her pulling the gun on the Q. boy; all of it was AWESOME! I cannot believe you pulled it off.”
Ian was miffed that he did not get to say all of that, but he calmly interjected, “The two of you are the hottest topic in the society. Even crusty old Victor stopped talking about politics and jumped in on the gossip. Best drama ever! The indigo and young Chrome are all about your forbidden love, that the two of you are waiting for your wedding night, and that she has suffered so much to have her true love.”
Hilda stepped in, “The most important point is that most of the older members feel that Della is one of the most aggressive and brutal Mistresses that they have ever seen. I believe that several of them used the words powerful and sadistic. That is a good thing. Walter has even changed his mind about your scars, he thinks they are sexy now.”
Mrs. J cut in, “The two of you did make a solid impression. For some time now the elders have felt that Alejandro was too easy on the indigo and the Chrome training. Della, because of you they saw what they have been wanting to see from him, fierceness."
Alejandro stood there for a few minutes in silence; he still looked rather frustrated. “I have a question for all of you. Did even one of you notice the pile of clothes at the front door?”
Everyone said yes. Alejandro looked at them, “I was seconds away from cashing in on that virginity contract. Just seconds. The two of us have been riled up all day. We dominated at every turn. It was absolutely exhilarating. The perfect day and the seven of you interrupted the end of the perfect day. Could this have possibly waited till morning?”
Alejandro threw me over his shoulder and started to walk out. “I am closing and locking the bedroom door. Good night, everyone!” I waved goodbye as Alejandro carried me away.
As soon as he entered the room, he closed the door and locked it; just like he said he was going to do. He tossed me on the bed and started kissing me. But several minutes later he flopped onto his back and sighed. “They are talking about us waiting. And that is what we intended to do. And that is what we will do!”
I could feel his sexual frustration and I wanted to ease his stress but when I tried to slide down him, he stopped me. His hands cupped my face gently pulling me up to his face. “I can’t let you do that my sweet Della. I’ve got so much pent-up frustration that I could hurt you.” He sighed sliding off the bed.
“I’ll just take a cold shower and we can curl up in bed.” He was almost to the bathroom, so I jumped up, running to block his way. “Wait!” I put my hands on his chest pushing him back. “There are other ways.” I suggested quietly a little nervous about what I was suggesting. His expression was a little confused, so I crawled onto the bed. On my knees, I reached back to expose myself to him. “What about this?” I asked. I couldn’t see him as he ran his hand from my lower back tracing the curve to my behind. “That takes training Love, I would defiantly hurt you if I just took you. “His voice was thoughtful as he considered what I was offering him. I dropped my hands onto the bed beside me, sure that he was rejecting my offer. “Don’t move.” He playfully slapped my ass and then I heard the door lock click and the door open. Alejandro’s words were muffled as he called for and spoke to someone. My curiosity was getting the best of me just as I went to turn around to see what he was doing; I felt his hands on me again. Tingles ran up and down my body wherever his fingers lingered. I heard the door open and moments later close and lock once more.
I felt him get onto the bed behind me and my body unconsciously tensed up. “No, No Della. You must relax if we’re going to do this.” His hands caressed me, calming me and I relaxed under his touch. “Good girl, now you're going to feel something cold.” True to his words a cold liquid dropped and slide slowly between my ass checks. I felt as his warm hands spread me open, his fingers massaging my tight little asshole. Slowly he worked a finger into me bringing whimpers to my lips at the tenderness I felt. “We haven’t even touched this little hole my love. I need to stretch it some if you really want to feel my desire inside of you.” He was slow and tantalizing as he moved in and out of me. Then something hard and cold replaced his finger. Again, he pushed into me and pulled out, stretching and training the muscle to relax with each push. With each pass the pain became pleasurable until suddenly I felt it slide into me completely. I gasped at the fullness and my hands gripped the comforter. “How does that feel Della?” His breath tickled my ear, warm as he spoke to me. “Master, it feels so full, and I can feel my body crave more.” His lips were soft as he kissed my forehead before returning to my behind. I couldn’t see him, but I could feel him. His fingers teased my clit, feeling my wetness and excitement. His hardness pressed against me bringing a gasp to my lips. He tugged at the toy secured firmly inside me, pulling it out slowly he cock pulsated against me as he enjoyed the delicious sounds escaping me. The cold drops returned, sliding down me to meet the head of his cock. He teased me with it, spreading the liquid as he began to press against me. “Good girl, now relax.” He felt twice as big as the toy, but he pushed until with a sudden cry he entered me. My knees gave out and my body jerked as the pain of it spread through me.
For a few minutes he moved in slow, careful, shallow strokes; just enough to tease himself. I struggled a bit, and he pushed a little harder. It was painful but satisfying to know that he was getting the release he needed. I started to struggle more, and he pushed harder forcing me to take in his entire cock. My asshole felt like it was on fire, it pulsated around him.
His fingers dug into my hip as his thrust stayed steady and strong. I held on and worked through the pain. His strokes were long and slow, but hard and determined. I tried to stay relaxed, but I ended up tensing up and this stimulus set him into a whirlwind of ecstasy.
His stroke became quicker with shorter thrusts. His body trembled as he came to a violent release. When he withdrew, he kissed me on the small of my back and rolled me onto my side. I whimpered quietly as he cleaned me with a warm damp wash cloth before curling up with me. “Thank you, my love. I know that was not pleasant for you, but it was a wonderful gift.” I reached up and caressed his face, then just laid there in silence.
The next morning, we were startled awake by someone banging on the bedroom door. Alejandro got up and did not even bother putting on a robe. He opened the door and was met by Marta and Nicholas. This took him by surprise.
He immediately walked to the bed and put on his robe. I covered up with the sheet. The two of them were excited, they took the car to the estate without mom and dad. They wanted to spend time with me and get to know Alejandro.
Nicholas relayed, “As much as I hate to say this bro, I did not need to know that much about you.” Marta laughed “I did! Good job sis, he is hung like a horse!” “MARTA!” Nicholas added, “She calls um like she sees um sis! And we saw that shit!”
Nicholas handed Marta a ten-dollar bill. I gave them a frustrated look, “What was that about?” Marta laughed again, “Nicholas bet me, and I won.” “Bet you what Marta?” “I said the two of you were fooling around and he said hell not our sister is too much of a prude bet he has not even seen her naked. I told him you were a closet freak between the sheets, and you were sleeping with him. Our real reason for being here was to settle the bet before you got married.”
“Do you hear this, Ali? And to think we bought them new cars.” Alejandro gave me a kiss on the forehead, “I think I like when you call me Ali. Yes, maybe we should take them back.” He joked with me the twins went ballistic. He instructed the twins to go find the dining room and meet us there for breakfast.
We showered quickly and rushed to get dressed. Neither of us wanted to leave those two alone for too long. When we got down to the dining room the twins were not there. Ali took me by the hand, and we went to his office to look at the security cameras.
He scanned over the live feeds and found them near the reflection room and chamber. He took off running and left me there. I watched the cameras and he reached them just in time. I looked at all of the screens and found the file where Ale kept his notes. I opened the file for the house of Q and opened Brandon Q.'s file.
I read through it 24, aggressive male, has second child syndrome with severe jealousy, SEVERE NUT ALERGY!
I closed the file when I heard Ali and the twins coming down the hall. We all walked back to the dining room together while Ali explained the house rules. The twins wanted pancakes, so the cook made lots of pancakes for us. Well not for me. I got a bowl of fruit and a mint water.
During breakfast the twins asked if they could come stay with us for the summer. Ali looked nervous but agreed that he would let them if they could follow his rules the next few days. I did not know if that was such a good idea, but I am sure he had a plan.
Breakfast was over and my mother was calling in a panic. “The twins are gone, lost in the city.” “No mom, they are here. They had the driver bring them early so you could rest.” I gave both of them a dirty look.
Since we did not have anything to do until the parties later in the night, we decided to spend the day with the twins. Ali had the cook pack a picnic for six and he announced that we were going on a field trip.
The car took us to the air strip, and we boarded. Two hours and twenty minutes later we were in Bermuda having a picnic on the beach. The twins were amazed that we would fly all the way to Bermuda for a picnic.
As for me, I thought it was very romantic. They just thought he was the coolest soon to be brother-in-law in the universe. It filled me with so much joy to watch them interact. Ali would make a wonderful father one day.
Our afternoon picnic ended with a flight home and the twins bombarding our parents when we got back about spending the summer with us. Marta looked at Dad with a huge smile, “Guess where we had lunch!” Then before she could say a word Nicholas cut in, “IN BERMUDA!” Dad and mom gave us a really strange look, “A country club?” “NO MOM WE FLEW TO BERMUDA AND HAD A PICNIC ON THE BEACH, IT WAS AWESOME!”
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