I clutched at my bedsheets while burying my face in the pillow. I felt a small vibrating egg press deeper and deeper into my asshole. The burning pain wasn't so bad. It wasn't tolerable though.
"I can't," I whimpered, "I can't do it."
"You're taking it fine," Dimitri growled in my ear, "You can do it."
"Please!" I pleaded, "I can't do anymore."
Dimitri froze above me. He didn't look pleased, but his expression softened. In one swift motion, he thrust his throbbing hard cock inside of me. Between the vibrator in my ass and his cock inside of me, I didn't know how I should feel. My body began throbbing to the tips of my toes with every thrust.
"Fuck!" I cried out as hot tears fell down my cheek.
My face began to feel numb as I dug my nails deeper and deeper into his back. I blinked as more and more silver flakes filled my vision. Everything started feeling fuzzy and numb until eventually, everything went black.
I opened my eyes to the sliver of light gleaming through the thick red velvet curtains. While turning over I felt a wincing pain in my ass. Literally. It felt as though a semi slammed into me. The internal pain and soreness were something I'd never felt before. When I tried sitting up I felt an even sharper pain deep inside of me. Or was it intense soreness?
"Ugh!" I cried while trying to stand.
I heard Dimitri's footsteps entering my room, "Are you alright?"
I wanted to shout and holler at him but was stopped dead in my tracks. I opened my mouth, but only made syllables. He held a feast in his arms; eggs, bacon, toast, fresh fruit, and a piece of paper. I refrained from expressing my anger.
"Thank you," I said as he placed the tray full of food before me, "I'm okay. It hurts."
He looked down with slight remorse, but it didn't satisfy me, "Why don't you have me peg you? Then you might know how I feel."
His eyes widened in surprise, "We both know that'll never happen."
"Then do that to Eve," I sighed while popping a vibrant green grape into my mouth.
The intense liquid sour followed by the sweet satisfaction of the fruit was amazing. It's so fresh.
"Don't fuck Zeus just to get back at me," he warranted.
Unintentionally I rolled my eyes in annoyance, "So this was because you're jealous?"
There was a brief silence as he began buttering my toast, "I heard the entire thing."
I laughed, "Really?"
"Yes," he confirmed.
The look of seriousness on his face caused my laughing to subside, "Seriously?"
"I took Eve to our room," he started, "And, yes, I fucked her."
I took the toast from his hand and began scarfing it down. Did I need to hear this? Or is this for him to feel justified in his actions?
"When she decided to shower I went looking for you. My son told me that you were with Zeus. I didn't want to believe it so I went searching for you. Then I heard your moans."
My cheeks flushed red.
"You've never moaned like that with me," he continued, "Temptation took over and I looked in. When I saw him eating you from behind, I became furious. I told you that your ass belonged to me, I thought you understood that."
I scoffed, "So you try to make me do it when I'm not ready?'
"You seemed very ready for him," he commented, "Had Eve not looked for me and came when she did, would you have let him?"
I sat there in thought. Would I?
"I didn't think about it," I replied, "You brought me to an extravagant party and left me alone. Did you think no one was going to look at me? Talk to me? Or are you upset because it was Zeus who got me?"
His expression turned cold, "I expected you to have fun, yes. Not go and fuck my son's grandfather."
I shook my head, "You're not my boyfriend. Yes, the three of us have an understanding, but you can't hold onto me forever."