Beautiful Fiend: Chapter 25

Caden is holding my hand as we walk out of the restaurant. There’s a tension in my lower stomach from the simple fact that his skin is touching mine. The words he said during dinner made me feel all sorts of things.

I hate him for what he did to Xi. Although I’ve always hated Caden; there’s nothing new there.

I thought I would lose that weird feeling I’ve started to have for him after he hurt my family. I’m ashamed that I didn’t.

His dirty words still make me feel hot and bothered. My chest still warms when he speaks softly to me. And tonight…he made me feel hopeful again.

I feel like all I’ve done in the last two weeks is lose myself and my convictions, my dreams, my hopes. Caden reignited them with the fire in his voice.

How does he do it? Always getting through to me like he knows me inside out. I want to bathe in the hope he made me feel. I want to hold his hand tightly, to let him hug me, and use my body.

He is absolutely irresistible tonight, and it’s entirely unfair for my heart. I made an effort because I knew he was taking me to a nice place, and he did the same.

He’s wearing black slacks that stretch around his perfect ass, a simple white button-down with the sleeves rolled up. Tattoos are peeking out on his forearms and his strong hands. The first two buttons are open. He had a suit jacket on but he’s given it to me since I had nothing and I was freezing. Good, because I love watching the shirt wrapping snugly around his shoulders.

The man coerced me into going on a date with him, and I’m leaving the restaurant as if it had been my lifelong dream to go on said date.

“Billie!” a hoarse voice calls behind us. We both stop and turn around, unsure of who it could be. We don’t really know anyone on this side of Silver Falls.

My eyes widen as I recognize the man walking the same way as us. Tall with broad shoulders and a confident demeanor. His pitch-black hair is similar to Caden’s, except his is shorter and better kept. His midnight eyes take me and Caden in before he looks at our joined hands.

“Now, that’s unexpected,” he says as his poised smile settles over his lips.

I hadn’t seen Jake White in over two years. He never contacted me again after the night we all thought he had died. Jamie had told me he was alive. She had messaged me to thank me for all the help that night despite our differences and that she wanted to bury the hatchet. After all, her boyfriend had broken up with her and used me to break her heart. We weren’t exactly best friends. Still, I appreciated her message. I never replied because I was too taken by my own grief. I was burying the girl I once was, the girl who Caden had destroyed.

“Billie, how are you?” Jake takes another step toward me, opening his arms to take me into a hug. Automatically, Caden’s hand drops mine to grab the back of my neck and haul me back. He’s a little taller than Jake, while my Stoneview ex is much broader.

“Weren’t you meant to be dead?” Caden asks as a hello. He holds me closer to him as he throws a death stare at Jake.

Jake takes a good look at us and lets out a small laugh. “No, I just napped for a little while.” I notice the way his voice isn’t as smooth as it was before that fight. His opponent in the Death Cage strangled him, which must have caused severe damage.

“So, you two are…together?”

“No,” I assert at the same time Caden calmly says yes.

Jake throws his head back, a throaty laugh resonating around us. “I’ve been there, man,” he tells Caden. “Good luck.”

I feel Caden tense before his wicked smile appears. “What do you mean you’ve been there?”

Realizing the misunderstanding, I jump in before this encounter turns into a bloodbath. “He means with his girlfriend, Jamie. Not with me.” I put a hand on Caden’s chest. “You’re still with Jamie, right Jake?”

I don’t even care if he’s still with her or not. He better say yes.

“Still with Jamie.” He nods. “She’s waiting at our friend’s house for her takeaway.” He shows us the plastic bags he’s holding.

“Nice,” I say awkwardly. “Do you guys still live in Stoneview?” The more I point to the fact that he and his girlfriend are serious, the better it is for everyone.

“No, we moved to Philadelphia for colle—”

“My patience for you addressing my girl has officially reached its limit.” His tone is cool, but his words are knives. “You’ve escaped death once. You shouldn’t tempt it a second time.”

“Damn, Billie,” Jake chuckles. “I knew you needed a firm hand. Didn’t realize you actually wanted a complete psycho.”

I bulge my eyes at Jake, silently asking why he has a death wish.

“The psycho has a switchblade. Remember that before you mention knowing anything about her.”

Jake doesn’t lose his confidence. He smiles brightly at Caden and replies, “Nice. Do you use it on her? I tried a gun on Jamie. Highly recommend it.”

Because like recognizes like, I feel Caden’s attitude changes drastically. “Oh,” he simply says, a malicious bell ringing in his tone. “I think you would love that, little bee. Wouldn’t you?”

His sinful eyes come to mine, the green sparkling with excitement. He must notice the terror on my face. “We’ll start small, baby” He grins down at me. “Don’t worry.”

He starts guiding me away as he says, “We’ve got things to do now. Nice to meet you, Jake.”

I don’t even think Jake understands what it means to hear that from Caden. Nice to meet you.

He’s essentially telling him they’re best friends now. Only because he understood they have the same type of evil inside them.

We walk to the car with his hand still on my neck. I used to dread the possessive gesture, but tonight, the warmth is reassuring me and making me feel comfortable.

Caden opens the passenger side of the car and helps me in. He fastens the belt for me, making sure to hold my waist and lower his other hand down to my pussy when he’s done. Then, he slides both his hands under my dress, grabs the sides of my underwear, and drags it down my legs before putting it in his pocket.

“Caden,” I let out a half-sighed protest.

“I’ve got something for you, little bee.” He opens the glove compartment and grabs something I can’t quite see before closing it again. “Lean forward for me.”

“Why?” I say, narrowing my eyes.

“Because I want to do dirty things to you, and I want you to agree. Don’t worry, it won’t stop me if you don’t want to.”

I gulp, swallowing what he might think is fear, but what I also know is anticipation. My thighs tighten as I shift, feeling a need growing in my lower belly.

I give him an almost imperceptible nod, and he offers me his most wicked smile. The one that makes me wet.

“That’s a good girl. Now lean forward.”

I do so, my forehead resting on the dashboard. He brings my hands behind my back, and I hear the telltale sound of a zip-tie tightening. My wrists slam together, and it cuts into my skin.

He helps me back into a normal sitting position, my hands at the small of my back and crushed between me and the seat.

His hand disappears between my legs, and I feel something against my wet entrance, though I can’t see what it is with my dress hiding my crotch.

“What is it,” I panic, but I’m cut off by my own moan when he pushes the object inside me slowly. “Caden…”

“Yes, baby?”

“Wh-what is it?”

He moves the item in and out of me, forcing me to buck my hips and follow his movement in search of pleasure.

“It’s a G-spot vibrator.”

I try to move my arms, except I can’t. Of course, I can’t. I’m tied up with zip ties in my enemy’s car. His hand moves again, and the next thing I know, the vibrator is pushing inside me. Right on my magic spot.

“Oh god,” I shriek with pleasure. “Oh…” I pant. “Caden…”

“Mm, I love it so much when you call my name.”

He leaves the toy as it is and steps away from me. Without the aimed pressure of his hand, it isn’t as intense. He drops a small kiss on my lips and closes the door, leaving me for the driver’s side.

As soon as he’s sitting down, he starts the car.

“Let’s go for a little drive,” he tells me. And I already know it’s not going to be a casual drive.

I take a deep breath, trying to calm my raging heart. We drive back to the North Shore, but instead of taking me to my house or his, he takes the road that crosses the woods. In less than fifteen minutes, we’re surrounded by trees only. No light but the moon shining down on us, its ominous brightness turning the forest sinister.

Caden slows down and grabs something in his pocket. I see the small remote in his hand and am about to ask what it’s for when the toy starts vibrating inside me.

I gasp a breath and cross my legs. The vibration isn’t intense, yet I can feel it pressing against my G-spot a little more.

“How does that feel?” Caden asks, not taking his eyes off the road.

“G-good.” My voice trembles as my body heats up.

“What about this?” The vibrations intensify, along with the pressure inside me.

“Oh god…”

“Answer me.” His voice is tight, and I wonder if it’s because he’s trying to control his own need for pleasure.

“Good,” I say in a hurry.

“Who’s making you feel good, little bee?”

“Y-you…it’s you, Caden.”

He keeps driving but doesn’t lower the vibrations and I feel my wetness dripping.

It’s already hard to take a full breath. I’m writhing next to him, shifting in my seat while he drives calmly, not even looking at me. There’s a smirk on his face, and I can’t help but look at him and nothing else.

The vibrations intensify some more, and I scream as I feel my stomach tightening.

“Caden…” I panic.

“Again. Who’s making you feel good?”

“You!” I scream. I pull at my arms, dreading the intense need building inside me.

“Say it,” he growls as his hands firmly grip the steering wheel. “Who is making you pant like a little bitch in need?”

“Y-you, Caden. It’s…” I gasp. “Caden…please.”

“That’s right, baby. Don’t ever forget it.” He settles down slightly and looks at me with his frightening smile. “You’re going to come all over yourself for me.” He accelerates the car and my heart beats wildly in alarm, eyes widening as I see the trees outside blur.

“Too…fast,” I pant. I don’t even know if I’m talking about the vibrations or the car.

My entire body tightens as the toy keeps pressing harshly against my G-spot. I squeeze my legs together just before I feel a harsh slap on my naked thigh. “Open your legs. Right fucking now.”

I do so reluctantly, feeling exposed and like I can’t control my body as well now.

“Please,” I cry out, feeling myself losing control. “I…I can’t hold it.”

“I know,” he glances at me again, his eyes shining with a sadistic need to humiliate me for his own pleasure. “You’re gonna come on yourself, little bee. You’re gonna squirt all over my car seat, and I’m going to rub your face in it while I fuck you from behind.”

“No,” I shake my head. “Please…” I try to move my wrists, knowing perfectly well it won’t change anything, but I have to try anyway.

There’s no way I can control my body’s need for this intense release. I want to orgasm so badly, but I don’t want the embarrassment of losing control.

Tears spring to my eyes as I feel the unstoppable intensity building and building. “Caden…” My breathing stops and I choke on air for a few seconds, my body coiled tight. And then, I explode.

The scream that leaves my lungs resonates in the car. My knees come up and I fold onto myself, my head coming to the dashboard. I scream into it, biting into the plastic. The pleasure doesn’t stop, and I feel the wetness squirting out of me. It’s wholly unstoppable, and the humiliation is just as intense as the pleasure. I’m crying now, tears running down as my body spasms.

I don’t know how long it lasts, but even when Caden turns off the toy, groans of pleasure spill out of my mouth as my pussy keeps pulsing around the toy.

I hear the car door, and only realize now that we’ve stopped. My side opens and Caden’s hand is in my hair, dragging me out of the car. He flips me so I’m facing the car and bends me over, pushing my face onto the seat. It’s drenched in my wetness.

He slaps my ass as I try to take a normal breath. “Dirty slut came all over herself. Look at what you did to my car.” He slaps my inner thigh. One then the other. The wet sound brings me even more embarrassment. “Look at how much you’ve wet yourself.”

I startle when I feel his tongue running on my inner thigh until it meets my pussy. “You’re so fucking delicious.” He pushes his tongue inside me and my knees buckle. His hands are the only things keeping me up.

He stands back up and takes the toy out before grabbing my hips tightly, and the next thing I know, he’s entering me in one violent thrust.

I am so wet and swollen, my scream is pure pleasure only. He slaps my ass again, and I shriek from the intensity it brings.

“Whose body is this?”

“Yours,” I cry out.

“Who fucking owns you?”

“You…”

“Let me hear it, baby. Give me what I need.”

Need. He needs me.

His thrusts are merciless. I feel them so tightly inside me that another orgasm builds in my lower belly.

“You own me, Caden,” I moan. “You. Just…aah…you.”

“That’s right.” He increases the pace and my entire body electrifies. Harder thrusts, violent delights.

I moan loudly, and he pulls at my hair, forcing my head up from the wet seat. “Scream my fucking name when you come, little whore.”

“Caden!” I explode. I scream loudly, the woods swallowing my sound.

He pulls out, flips me around, and comes all over my chest. Before letting me go, he bends over me and grabs my jaw tightly. He bites just below my ear, and when I understand what he’s doing, I try to fight him.

“No,” I writhe under him.

“Don’t fight me,” he growls. “I want everyone to know I’m still fucking you.”

He leaves his mark from my ear, along my jaw, and all the way to my chin.

And I decide to let him.

We’re just in the middle of nowhere, still panting from sex. There is no one to witness our madness, but we know.

We know this night is the night I truly give myself to him.

He was going to have me anyway. I’m all too happy to oblige.