Sinful Mates 1-3

chapter 22

I watched as he pulled every bottle out and then started opening them. He sniffed one and crinkled

his nose before pouring it down the sink. “Hey, don’t do that!”

“Don’t start, Imogen. Either help me or shut up.” I snatched a bottle off the bench beside me and

opened it. I quickly stole a mouthful from it and Tobias glared at me. “Really, you can’t drink them all.”

I passed him the bottle and he poured it down the drain. “I don’t plan on drinking them all. I don’t Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

have problem, I just did it to piss you off,” I laughed. Tobias raised his eyebrow at me. I passed him

another bottle and watched him pour the contents down the drain. When he was halfway through. He

stopped for second. “Why do you have so much anyway? I’m sure one bottle would have sufficed.”

“They aren’t mine, they were my mother’s. She used to work at bar and would bring them home.”

“Your mother was an alcoholic?” he asked while he continued pouring another bottle down the

drain.

“Yes, but not a bad one. She was a happy drunk,” I stated.

When he was done, he placed the empty bottles back in the box beside me on the counter. We

kind of stood there awkwardly for a second. He went to say something than stopped. I jumped off the

bench and walked over and placed the kettle on.

Tobias rummaged through the pantry and handed me some tea bags and sugar. I looked up at

him, confused. I have never seen him drink tea before.

“To much caffeine will keep you up at night.” I turned back to the cups and started making them.

When I finished, I felt Tobias hands run up my sides and back down before landing on my hips. He

growled lowly I spun around startled to see if I actually heard right. His hands not moving from their

spot on my hips. Maybe I am hearing things? I thought to myself. I turned back around but his hands

didn’t leave my body. Instead I felt his hands run up the sides of my body to the sides of my breasts.

My breath hitched at the feel of hands gliding along the fabric of my dress. My hands began to shake,

feeling unsure and nervous of the situation I was in.

“Tobias, Theo…” I couldn’t finish my sentence not knowing what I wanted to say. He didn’t seem to

care though, his hands brushing my hair over my shoulder. He kissed my neck and I leant back into

him. A shiver ran up my spine as one of his hands reached around, grabbing my throat pulling me to

one side as he started kissing and sucking on the tender flesh of my neck. I pressed my knees

together, feeling a throb between my legs I wasn’t used to feeling.

Tobias pushed me into the bench my hips digging into it painfully. “Tobias, stop. Theo…”

He cut me off, spinning me around and placing me on the benchtop. “He won’t mind,” he

whispered before kissing me, his kiss was hard and domineering devouring every inch of my mouth

with a hunger so different than Theo’s. Tobias wasn’t gentle at all, his hands roaming all over my body.

Something inside me ignited, a need I usually deny. Tobias hot lips moved to my chin then down to my

neck.

This was so wrong, on so many levels but it felt so good and so bloody right. His hands running up

my bare legs sliding my dress up my legs. I could feel my panties becoming drenched as lust and need

consumed me. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pulled him into me. I could feel the bulge in his

pants pressing against the wet thin fabric of my panties. Pulling me closer he lifted me. I wrapped my

arms around his neck and started kissing and sucking on his neck. I heard him groan before slamming

me into the bedroom door, grinding his hips into me as his lips assaulted my mouth, devouring every

part of it. Leaning back on the door, Tobias tore the front of my dress open, his lips going to my breasts

as he nipped at the skin outside my bra, his teeth were sharp on my sensitive skin. Reaching for the

handle, I fumbled with it before it finally opened. Tobias didn’t waste any time chucking me on the bed. I

sat up watching him, he looked different, there was something different about him, he reminded me of a

predator hunting its prey, beautiful yet terrifying.

A knot formed in my stomach as he undid his belt, His pants falling to the ground, leaving him only

in black boxer shorts, his erection pressing against the tight fabric, and boy what an erection it was.

The man was huge. I gaped at the size of it, almost horrified by it. That thing was weapon, and I wasn’t

sure I wanted any part of it. Tobias noticed my gaze and smirked before climbing up the bed between

my legs. He kissed me and grinded himself into me making me moan into his mouth. Tobias tore the

rest of my dress; I was now laying in just my lingerie. He sat up on his knees, his hand going between

us to my slit, pressing his finger under the thin fabric and pulling it to the side before running two fingers

up my slit, my juices coating his fingers. Tobias watched my reaction as he slid a finger inside before

pulling it out and adding another, my eyes fluttered shut lost in the feel of his fingers moving in and out

me.

“Look at me, Imogen.” His voice demanding. My eyes opened instantly at his command. I felt

myself tighten around his fingers, sitting on the edge of my orgasm, then just as suddenly his fingers

were gone. Leaving me feeling empty, I glared at him. He chuckled at my reaction before leaning down

and pressing his lips to mine gently at first, then hard, too hard. I could feel my lips bruising. Tobias

grabbed both my hands in one of his held them above my head, before grabbing his belt I didn’t realise

was lying next to us. I suddenly felt nervous, as I watched him wrap the belt around my wrists, using

the buckle to pull it tight so I couldn’t move my wrists at all. I swallowed when he secured it to the bed

head. He tugged on it, to make sure I couldn’t move my hands or get out of it. I squirmed the belt

digging into my wrists painfully. I looked at Tobias who was watching me squirm as panic started to kick

in. I didn’t like being confined. Tobias stopped my racing mind by kissing me. His tongue fighting mine

for dominance leaving me breathless when he pulled away. “Relax Imogen, I won’t hurt you.”

Somewhere In my mind, I didn’t believe him.

I felt him run his hands down my arms to my strapless bra, unclipping it. My breast spilling out and

on view for him. His eyes glistened in the light shining in from the window above the bed. His fingers

pinched my nipple, rolling it between his fingers. I could feel pain but there was more pleasure. Then he

twisted and pulled on it. Leaning down he sucked my nipple into his mouth grazing it with his teeth. I

arched my back, loving the feeling of his hot tongue flicking over my nipple, that had now hardened

under his touch.

Moving his attention to the other one, I gasped when he bit down hard, making me hiss out in pain

before his tongue swiped over his bite soothingly. I knew he must have drawn blood that time, as the

sting remained. Moving down my body, he kissed the side of my ribs going lower with each kiss

sucking on my flesh, making me squirm as his stubble tickled. He kissed my hip bone where my

stitches are before he pushed my panties down my thighs, standing up and removing them. I was

completely bare and at it his mercy now. Kneeling back on the bed, he shoved my legs apart before

placing them over his shoulders. I felt him swipe his tongue up my slit, parting my lips before going to

my clit and swirling his tongue around it and sucking on it hard. My knees instantly wanted to slam shut

around his head, but his grip on my thighs forced my legs open as his mouth kept up its assault,

making me writhe in pleasure.

I moaned out and pulled on my restraints, suddenly wanting to touch him or pull him away. I didn’t

know what I wanted, all I could focus on was his tongue as he pushed it in inside my core, fucking me

with his tongue and devouring my juices that I could feel spilling out and coating my thighs. I could feel

myself become flushed as an overwhelming heat burned my skin, and my stomach tightened, and my

legs began to tremble. Waves of pleasure rippled through me as I come. Tobias never slowed, instead

his tongue moving faster making scream out as I come on his face. Leaving me a trembling mess, my

legs went limp as I closed my eyes riding out my orgasm. Tobias didn’t stop though, his mouth never

leaving my clit as he continued relentlessly sucking and swirling his tongue around my sensitive bundle

of nerves, the familiar sensation of my stomach tightening overwhelming me as I was forced to come

again, gold flecks taking over my vision. My voice was airy and pleading.

“Please no more.” Tobias stopped crawling up my body. He kissed my lips; I could taste my juices

on his tongue. I was exhausted and just wanted slip into the darkness of sleep. When my eyes fluttered

shut, I heard his deep, demanding voice next to my ear. “Not yet, stay awake, Imogen” I focused my

attention back on Tobias. I felt high as my head rolled to the side. His lips moved to my neck and I

moaned at the contact, until I felt something sharp pierce my neck. I felt his teeth sink into me painfully.

I screamed in pain before it turned to moans. I have no idea what he did, but my mind suddenly

exploded in pleasure. Is this what drugs are like? I floated through a feeling of pure bliss and

unescapable pleasure. Lost in the ecstasy of my high.

When I opened my eyes, Tobias wiped blood from his mouth. I remember wondering why he was

bleeding as my eyes fluttered closed and I gave into exhaustion.