His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere

71 iii. Wine Cellar [Bonus chapter]

He has been distracting her for months now. Kept her hidden somewhere in the vineyards of Italy.

As she loves the country, he has grown to love it too. He purchased a villa with a vineyard and a conveniently attached wine cellar.

It is just a pity that she finally had stopped breastfeeding the infant, Jiro, their child. Well, technically he shared with the milk, quite much to be honest.

He still crave the taste of the thick liquid as he suckled on her breasts. He really loved that part of having a child.

He smiled triumphantly, but as they say, there is always the other side of the coin. Losing the milk means the baby won’t have to depend on her for nourishment.

This, also means, they can leave the whining baby to his nurses while they get a bit of fun themselves. Well, if the clothes on the floor are not enough evidence.

He licks his lips, unbuckling his belt as he picked up her bra and smelled it. They have decided to play a new game of his. Hide and seek.

Only that his version involves stripping off their clothes as he tries to find the clues left by her. He sniffed off her scent, her sweat mixed with the traditional rose-vanilla aroma of hers.

She is near. He knew it. He can feel it with his heart, and yes he can feel it too with his loins.

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He felt himself hardened up as he stripped off his clothes as well, leaving himself in nothing but his boxer shorts.

He glanced around until he spotted her in a corner of the cellar, curled up in a ball. Their eyes met and she giggled, wrapping her tiny hands around her breasts.

“Hey, little mouse. I got you,” he smiled at her as she lifted her head to meet his, her cheeks were red, an after-effect of too much wine.

“You only got me because I let you find me, daddy,” she beamed, giggling again as he leaned towards her, pressing her down the floor.

“Daddyy!” she protested but flung her arms around him, hugging him tightly.

“What, baby?” he asked her, kissing her reddened cheeks and ghosting her lips.

“What took you so long to find me? I have been dropping clues all over, daddy,” she kissed his cheek as well, copying his movements.

He snickered and pulled down her silky panties. “It is because you forgot to drop this,” his sly lips curved in a smile.

She blushed harder but bravely kissed his lips, “If I took it away and dropped it, I’ll be stripped naked daddy.”

He claimed her lips, unable to stop himself as he reached out for her, his hands gripping her hair as he deepened the kiss even more.

“It is what I wanted, baby. You won’t be needing clothes for the things I wanted to do to you,” he covered her lips again, this time sliding his tongue inside her pretty little mouth.

He didn’t leave her lips until she let out a beautiful moan with that matching needy expression. His lips trailed on her jaw, making her gasp as his teeth grazed her skin, feeling her bone.

She started rubbing her legs on him when his lips reached her neck and his tongue licked her soft pale skin.

He couldn’t help himself, seeing it so flawless. He needs to mark it more.

He kissed her shoulder and took off his boxers, his eyes never leaving hers. She felt her heart pound harshly against her chest when their eyes met.

“Are you wet for me, honey?” he asked her, smiling as she looked hungrily at his nakedness. Her eyes fixed on his hard appendage as it stood in attention.

“How about you go see for yourself, daddy?” she opened her legs in a V as she invited him.

She didn’t have to invite him twice. He pulled her hips towards him and hungrily licked up in between her folds.

She gyrated her hips towards him as he thrust his tongue forward inside of her. Oh gods, she couldn’t stop moaning out his name!

His tongue plowed through her depths as she held into his hair, tugging relentlessly on the blonde strands. Her loud cries made him even more excited.

“Fuck me more, please daddy,” she moved her hips towards his lips, wanting more, needing more.

He wiped his lips as he looked at her eyes, positioning himself on her entrance before he slammed right inside her core.

“That wasn’t fucking baby,” he smiled cruelly as she whimpered. “This is,” he corrected as the tip of his cock touched her cervix, making her moan.

“Daddy, more,” she met each of his thrusts greedily as her eyes watered, she needs more.

He gripped her hair and bit down on her shoulder, hard. The pain she felt shocked her, but more than that it excited her so.

The pain fueled her veins and made heat bloom even more inside of her core, warming every inch of her skin. Her body has been accustomed to the feeling and she craves it even more now.

She moaned out his name again as she lasciviously gyrated her hips, meeting his forceful thrust inside of her.

“Dominussss...” she whimpered as she felt his thick length reach her womb, her legs wrapping around his as he slammed back inside of her once again.

“You are still so fucking tight for me, sweetie. I guess the caesarian section was something to thank for after all,” he complimented, loving how she tightly gripped his cock, his length being pushed by her greedy walls as it throbbed inside her core.

He made sure she won’t get pregnant again, that was at least part of the few instructions the doctor followed when they operated on her.

He only is in need of one heir. And he couldn’t risk her again. He wouldn’t risk her again, all for additional successors.

But this, this is his heaven on earth. He bucked his hips as he changed their position, carrying her as he stood up and backed her against a wall.

He thrusts deeper into her, lifting her legs as she lay impaled on his cock. His thrust made her juices flow even more as he hit her g-spot.

He didn’t even let her some reprieve as his lips claimed hers once again, silencing her until she couldn’t breathe.

“You are so fucking perfect,” he said the words as they catch on their breath.

“I need to cum daddy, please let me cum,” she begged him, her pleading eyes filled with tears as she looked up at him.

“Not yet, baby,” he refused her as he continued to pound on her tight hole. She wondered if it will be black and bruised because it felt so satisfyingly painful.

“Please, please daddy,” she whimpered, her body desperate as she clung tightly to him, her legs continued to dangle every time he thrust deep inside of her.

He gripped her cheeks and pinched hard, her lips turning into a forced pout as he smiled cruelly at her, “I said, not yet.”

He let her down to the floor and instructed her to stay on all fours which she dutifully followed despite her trembling knees.

Her legs were shaking from exhaustion as he plunged forward inside of her. The sudden pounding jerked her body forward as he continued to plummet inside of her.

His movements were so rough, so painfully satisfying that she started to lose her mind. Her lips parted open as she stuck her tongue out.

Her body convulsed involuntarily as she started cuming under him. Her walls tightened up even more around him as he pounded more harshly on her hole.

“Fucking whore, cuming without my permission!” he couldn’t stop himself, he too is near his limit.

“Daddyyyy...” she moaned loudly as he spanked her ass, her body felt exhilarated as the pain and the pleasure combined.

He took one deep thrust inside of her as he shoot his load inside her womb, his seeds filling her up to the brim.

He let out a satisfied grunt as he held her body steady, her body shaking from the intense orgasm that hit her.

Waves of pleasure unceasingly greeted her as she sobbed.

He reversed their positions and lay her head on his chest, his large hands gently caressing her hair.

“You are perfect,” he whispered in her ear as she sobbed out incomprehensible words.

“My baby, my queen, my beloved wife,” he continued to whisper as he held her close. His hands massaged her back as her cheeks pressed on his chest.

He didn’t want to see her so broken. But he needed it, he always felt there is no other way for them. Both will feel unsatisfied if they change how it is.

She calmed down after a few minutes of her body being racked by relentless orgasm, her sobs and wails filling up the wine cellar as he patiently massaged her back and kept her pressed closely against him.

“Daddy... I love you, daddy,” she muttered, signifying her return from her blanked-out state.

“I love you too, baby,” he kissed her hair and sniffed her scent, thankful that her bout of pain finally ended.

“Too sensitive?” he asked her, caressing her cheek gently.

“Yes daddy,” she nodded shyly, the effect of wine wearing off.

“You want me to be more gentle next time, honey?” he asked, cupping her cheeks as she looked at him curiously.

“Why will you say something like that, daddy?! We are perfect the way we are. Please, please don’t change how we are daddy! Baby doesn’t want any change,” she begged him, her lips trembling even as she said the words.

She didn’t want half-hearted sex, or half-hearted love. She wants it all. All of the rough hard pounding and the pain and pleasure that comes with it.

This is the only way she feels satisfied and fulfilled. He has to understand it, she likes this. She likes belonging to him this way.

She couldn’t even stand the idea of not being touched this way again. It scares her so. Such a thing will be like a rejection from him, that is how she truly feels.

She cried as she hit his chest, “Daddy, take those words back. Please, please don’t change how we are daddy! Don’t you want me anymore? Are you tired of me, daddy?”

He kissed her neck and caressed her hair again, “No, no baby. I will never get tired of you, honey. I am sorry, sweetie. I’m just afraid every time the heat dies down and I see you that way.”

“If you truly love me, you won’t change me, daddy. You won’t change us. You won’t change yourself and how we are. Please, daddy. Please, promise you won’t change a thing,” she begged him shamelessly so, her arms wrapped around his neck as she sobbed helplessly in his arms.

“Hush, Daddy won’t change a thing. I promise, baby. Now, calm down for Dadddy,” he massaged her back again, calming her down a bit as she sobbed in his arms.