EroticReverie

Dahlia

It's been a week since I've spoken to Lincoln. The guys told me to stay a few days with my friend Jenny, and I did. When I came back Lincoln was gone. His things were in his room still, and the only thing of note missing was the knife on his wall that had my name engraved into the handle. 

Landon,Jasper and Salem were no longer treating me like a pet. No longer giving out punishments. They were treating me like a breakable doll. I hated it. I was stronger than they gave me credit for. However, I couldn't beg them to go back to how things were. I knew why they'd changed it up. It was frustrating, and it was all Lincoln's fault. My fault too. Me and Lincoln satisfied each others fucked up cravings. Mine of receiving the punishments he craved giving. His harsh gut wrenching words that fucked with my psyche and made me wet at the same time, I missed them. 

I'd thrown a fit when they'd thrown out my "dog" bowls. The dishes they would sometimes use to punish me, or just use for amusement when the urge struck them. I wasn't fucking broken. I wasn't some little damsel, and it was irritating me that by taking away the things they used to "Control" me as way of showing me they didn't want to control me anymore, was even worse and even more controlling. Tellings me pretty much they knew what was best.

I shouldn't miss Lincoln, I shouldn't be sneaking into his room and stealing his smell from his closet, or taking hits of his cologne like a fucking fiend. But here I was , the guys off at work, laying in his bed, rolling around like a feline in a pile of cat nip in his bed, just to feel a part of him against me. 

I touched myself, and came till I made myself scream with pleasure. My body burning for his violent stare and dark voice. It felt like my soul was ready to rip out of my body to go find his and where he was. I whimper as my hand falls away from between my legs, panting like a fucking pathetic. I needed him. I need him so m-

"Get out." His voice is there in the air, making me shoot up in the bed, my eyes going wide. 

"Lincoln!" I say, tears filling my eyes as I stumble out of his bed and over to him. 

"Get out." he says again and I shake my head and I throw myself at him. He wasn't affectionate, with anyone. He shoved me off like an annoying fly and grunted and passed by me. 

"Stop!" I cry. Fuck I was about to be so fucking messy and pathetic. I was desperate and I didnt care. I jump after him and fall to my knees, and cling to his leg like a fucking baby. 

"I missed you. I love you Lincoln. I love you." I say through choked sobs and he shakes his leg as if he can kick me off like an annoying puppy. I was weak with him. I didn't care what the other thought of how me and Lincoln were out of our minds. We were , but it didn't matter because I accepted it, I'd accepted it long ago. 

"Get the fuck off me. And get out Dahlia." he says and pulls his leg from my grasp and walks across the room. 

"No!" I scream at him. His hand flys over the wall of knives and I flinch as some knock loose and fall to the floor and I breathe hard and swallow down the lump of tears in my throat and I crawl over to where he's standing, hands in his hair. 

"GET THE FUCK OUT!" He yells and I cry quietly as I kneel in front of him. 

"No" I shake my head and look up at him. "No." I say as tears slip out and down my cheeks. 

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" He yells, reaching down, grabbing me by the arms and dragging me from the floor and I yelp as he shakes me. 

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU DAHLIA!?" he yells at me and I feel him jerk my body and push me back and onto the bed.

"Fucking stupid girl!" he growls and pushes my legs wide, laying in one of his tshirts and nothing else and he growls at me as I tremble and then leans down and bites me hard on my inner thigh. I yelp and my body jerks in pain. 

"stupid..fucking...girl" he growls and slaps my cunt and I moan and he growls even louder and then I let out a cry as his tongue drags harshly up between my pussy lips. 

"Lincoln" I breathe. 

"shut up, just fucking shut up Dahlia" he growls and then spreads my pussy open and drags his tongue again through my lips and then flicks it over my clit and he groans and then slides his tongue down and inside of me. 

"god" he groans and then licks me furiously as if my pussy has done something to earn his frustration. 

"I cant fucking take it Dahlia" he groans. "I cant take how fucking much I want you" 

"Lincoln" I cry and he bites my clit and I let out a slow groan as I writhe and reach down and fist my hands into his hair. He lets me grab it, and I buck my hips, my clit rubbing against his mouth and tongue as he lets me take what I want from him, not scolding me or trying to stop me. 

"I love you so much" I cry. "I love you Lincoln" I whimper. 

He grabs my hips and his mouth buries itself against me and he sucks my clit, I cum hard and he holds my hips still, they still buck and jerk slightly as I cum and I thrash as he slows his assault. 

"make love to me" I pant. 

"please" I cry desperately. 

"shut up" he growls. "fuck, shut your fucking mouth" he snarls and bites my hip and I groan as his hands slip up under my shirt and he pushes it up. 

"I can't fucking stand you" he growls. "How fucking perfect you are....and the way you let me fucking treat you...i dont deserve you pretty girl" he groans. 

My mind was fucking fried with trying to wrap my mind around what he was saying, taking it all in while his hands grabbed my breasts under my shirt as he kissed my stomach and then pushed the shirt up higher and dragged his mouth to my breasts and I moan as he latches onto my breast.

"Lincoln" I moan. "Please...please" I cry as I reach down, taking his belt, unbuckling it and he groans , his hips moving as he grinds into me and my fingers fumble , too excited to be getting this far, praying he doesnt stop me.

"I'll die without you inside me Lincoln" I say. So fucking dramatic, but that's how it felt. Like my body couldn't fucking breathe anymore, like he was the only cure for the ache inside of me. 

"I know you love me" I breathe as I eagerly dont even wait until after I've pushed down his pants, once his zipper is down, I shove my hand down into his pants and he groans as my hand wraps around him. 

"Dahlia" He hisses and bites my lip and I moan and kiss him hard, gripping his cock, stroking him and whimpering as he thrusts into my hand.

"You're going to fucking kill me" he groans.

"You'll leave." he winces and hisses as I jerk him off. 

I shake my head. "I'll never leave you...ever" I pant. 

Was that was this was? His need for power over me was to control me to convince himself he didnt truly need me? Because if he didnt need me, he couldnt lose me? 

"I can't love you the way you need me to love you Dahlia" he groans. 

"You already do." I whimper and I push his pants down, using my feet to shove them and I keep stroking him. 

"I want to hurt you...all the time." he groans. 

"It's okay" I say. I was fucked up, he was too. We'd figure it out. 

"It's not" he groans.

"You know I love when you hurt me." I pant as I push him to his back and climb ontop of him. It surprises me the way he lays there, not stopping me as I take control and he grabs my hips as I grind my pussy over his cock, needing him so fucking bad I could scream my fucking lungs out. 

"I don't WANT to hurt you. I  HAVE to. I'm sick Dahlia." he groans. I shake my head.

"I don't care, I love you." I tell him and I slide down his body and before he can say anything else. I have Lincoln Laveau's cock in my mouth, my lips wrapped around the perfection as I take it in. A moan like no other coming from my throat when I finally taste him. His body jerks as if he's been fucking shot and he growls loudly and grabs my hair hard, I feel my scalp burn and he hisses as I suck him hard and fast, moving my mouth up and down quickly , letting my saliva drip and wet his dick and I moan as he thrusts up into my mouth. I wanted to fucking tell him how much I loved him, but I couldnt bare to take my mouth off the cock I'd craved from close to a year now. 

Whatever demons he hid, I'd let them find a home with my own. I wasn't scared of the darkness in Lincoln's soul, we all had it inside of us. Maybe him and myself more so than the others, but that's what made us need one another.

"Stop" he groans. 

My mouth keeps moving and his hips keep thrusting, his cock making me choke and gag and I hungrily keep moving, frantic and unable to stop myself as I keep sucking Lincoln's cock. 

"STOP" he growls. Pulling my hair and my mouth, drooling with spit as he pops it off his cock and then groans and I pant. He's looking at me , shaking his head. 

"No...enough....we're fucking done." he says and I shake my head. 

"No" I moan, my hand going for his cock and grabs it and I pinch my brows. 

"Lincoln, please" I whimper and he snarls and his nostrils flare. 

"I dont WANT this. I don't want you." he says.

"Yes you do" I argue. "Quit being a fucking coward!" 

"I'm not going anywhere!" I yell at him. He pulls my hair and I yelp as he pushes me onto my back and grabs my throat. 

"I CANT FUCKING DO THIS. THEYRE RIGHT. YOU KNOW THEYRE RIGHT. IM TOO FUCKED UP FOR YOU" he yells at me and I feel his hand squeeze my throat tight, my pussy fucking soaking itself as he suffocates me. 

He grits his teeth. "STOP IT" he yells at me. 

"STOP GETTING OFF TO THIS!" he says, knowing the look in my eyes, the way I writhe instead of fighting it off. He crashes his mouth to mine, kissing me as his hand releases my neck and I gasp for breath as he breathes life into me with his kiss and I wrap my legs around him, and I reach down, grabbing him. 

"Fuck me...you don't have to be nice Lincoln, I don't care what you do...just fuck me"