Her smooth hands stroked and caressed every inch of him and then he felt her tongue slowly stroke the tip of his cock, she moaned his name, and then gingerly put him into her mouth
Angel moaned in his head. With the drug in his system, even his ability to speak was taken. He was frustrated, embarrassed, ashamed and in ecstasy all at once.
The feel of her mouth on him was divine and now to his shame, he didn't want her to stop. He actually wanted more. He wanted so desperately for her to put him in her vagina and let him feel her wrapped around him. Oh, if his hands were free what he would do to her. He thought as she drove him mad with ecstasy and then she straddled him, panting hard she positioned him against her wet pussy and made him thrust into her. She moaned with no inhibitions and started to ride him. Fast and hard. Angel wanted to howl. It's been so long for him and this beautiful devil was his to claim but she was the one claiming him, albeit without consent, but he didn't want her to stop. He wanted her to never stop; the feeling was intense and overwhelming; he wanted it to last forever.
Angel felt himself explode inside her and she threw her head back as she embraced release, sobbing in ecstasy. Then she laid atop him, spasming, with him still deep inside her and gradually her breathing slowed. Angel knew she had fallen asleep.
He, on the other hand, couldn't sleep. Even though what just happened was rape he didn't want the doctor to return and see her like that naked and on top of him. Aside from the humiliation it would cause him, he found he didn't want the doctor to see her without her clothes. And so he waited, willing the drug to wear off, so he could gain his ability to speak and move, so he could let her know just what he thought of her and the humiliation she had brought him. He wanted her to know she would pay even if it was the last thing he did.
Angel woke up sometime later, not knowing when he had fallen asleep, Nadia was still asleep on top of him. His jaw clenched. When he tried to move his fingers, he found he could now. He slowly moved his body up and saw he had regained full motion of his body.
But that wasn't the only thing he regained. He had an erection and was throbbing inside Nadia with her vagina walls clenching firmly to his cock. When he tried to move, the friction sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through him. He grunted, shutting his eyes. With chest heaving, he did it again, and again and again until he lost the control to stop himself.
Chasing his pleasure, he bucked upward steadily and then he heard Nadia moan and felt her begin to roll her waist, joining him, and they both moved in sync.
This time, there was nothing preventing him from moaning aloud and the sound tore out from his throat. She felt wonderful. It was beautiful. Nadia pressed hard against him burying her face in the nook of his neck and brushing her soft lips against his jaw. She raised her hand to frame the side of his jaw, making him crane his neck and face her. She took his lips and kissed him. Angel moaned. Her kisses grew fiery and the bucking increased pace.
Nadia panted into his mouth, fucking him hard and steadily. Angel felt enthralled as she called his name like he was her lover? Like they had done this countless times. She shook atop him, embracing release and when he couldn't hold back, he came inside her. Hating himself for indulging and feeling ashamed all over again. He was literally sleeping with the enemy.
Nadia snuggled against him with a contented sigh. Angel could feel himself throbbing from release inside her. They both laid there for a while and then Angel said, "If you are quite done, get the fuck off of me. The doctor would soon come inside, I don't want him to see us like this."
Nadia's eyes flipped open and her heart raced as she slowly raised her face to look into a pair of intense grey eyes that belonged to a real, breathing being. Her heart almost stopped. The memories came slowly but they did, and it dawned on her that the wild sex she figured was a dream wasn't.
Realizing what she had done, she almost hit her head to get off of him and rushed out of the bed to pack her clothes, quickly putting them on. She gaped at the big deliciously muscled body sprawled on the bed in chains! A bed which wasn't hers. With a gasp, her eyes darted about and she discovered she was not even in her room. She raised a shaky hand to her mouth and her eyes went to him again. He was looking back at her with cold eyes filled with hatred. A sob escaped her mouth.
"Oh, God! Oh, God! Shit! Shit! I am so so sorry—there is no way in hell I would ever—" she started to say and felt everything in her stomach coming up her throat, she covered her mouth, turned and dashed out of the room before she could get sick all over the place.
"Nadia--" Angel called but she didn't answer, neither did she return. She left him there feeling violated and used.
Angel felt a bit confused by her reaction. He thought she seemed in shock, and didn't know what to make of it. but then he reminded himself that the doctor had never forgotten him in that room before. He figured whatever must have driven her to come in there to sexually molest him, her display a moment before she ran out showed her disgust at the action. Perhaps it was realizing she had fucked an animal, a two-legged freak—like her cousins used to call his kind.
His heart tightened with pain and shattered into a million pieces. Taking deep breaths, he allowed anger to freeze his heart. He thought of how he would make her pay if he ever escaped Antonio Rufus's entrapment. He would make every single one of them pay for the crime against him and his kind. A rage so profound consumed him.