His Every Fantasy (7 page)

"Fine. Go and get the doctor to release me…oh
great master of the almighty universe." Mandy said with great
sarcasm, folded her arms across her chest and pouted.

"That is an adorable pout….and?" Jett laughed,
unable to hold it in a moment longer, she just looked too damn
adorable.

"Oh for shit’s sake! I’ll just stay here then,
at least until the doctor releases me which is but moments away. I
don't know what the hell I was thinking. There is no way in hell
I’m coming home with you. I don’t know you very well but I do know
what evil men are capable of and I am not sure you're not
evil."

"Hm. I find that I like being called master of
the almighty universe, especially when it comes out of your full
and pouty lips, tigress."

"Stop calling me tigress! Or I swear you are
going to see my claws come out and in a way you sure as hell won’t
like, Mister Damian!"

"I warned you tigress." Jett growled, picked
her up and carried her over to her hospital bed where he sat down
and flipped her over his knees, holding her with a grip of
steel.

"Don’t you fucking dare! I’m not a child!" She
yelled, hoping to bring the hospital staff running down to her room
and cart him away in handcuffs.

"Then stop insisting on acting like one. And
they can’t help you now. I paid off the staff to stay out of this
room until I was done with you." Jett spoke in a calm tone of voice
as if he were speaking of nothing more than the weather. He
followed his words with four fast resounding cracks of flesh
against flesh, two to each side of her beautiful ass. What started
out as a scream of shock and pain, turned into a deep breathy moan
when her mind turned the pain into pleasure.

This exquisite creature, his petite tigress,
excited him beyond belief and called to him on the deepest of
levels. "Have you learned your lesson yet?" He asked, sounding as
if he was out of breath while he ran his hands over her reddened
bum with gentle caresses, soothing out the remaining
sting.

"Nooo." Mandy moaned and pressed her hips
downward on his lap, wanting badly to feel his manhood.

Too excited over her response and her answer
to stop, he ran his finger down the crack of her bum to find her
pussy already soaked with her hot juices and ready for him. His
long fingers slipped between her lower lips to caress her clit,
slowly increasing the pressure until he felt her nearing an orgasm.
He pulled his fingers away and she half moaned-half growled at him,
digging her nails into his thigh. With a deep growl of his own, he
gave her three more resounding smacks to each side of her bum.
Mandy moaned even louder and he knew she was on the brink of
orgasm. "Do. Not. Cum. Not until I have given you my permission."
He ordered in a deep throaty growl of overexcitement.

Jett placed Mandy on her stomach upon the bed
and pulled her reddened bum up into the air, her knees under her
and pushed her head and shoulders to rest on the mattress. She was
displayed perfectly for his viewing pleasure.

He stood and stripped off his remaining
clothes in record time. He could see her with crystal sharp clarity
in his bedroom where she belonged. His hormones overruled his brain
at that point and he climbed on the bed behind her and spread her
knees as wide as they could go. He again smacked each side of her
bum with force, three more times on each side bringing the color to
a magnificent dark red and lost his cool and calm control for the
first time. He wrapped one arm around her hips, grabbed his cock,
positioned it and slammed deep within her. "Fuck tigress, you are
so damn tight." He growled in satisfaction and deep inside, he
finally felt like he was home. He swore he felt his soul entwining
with hers. She was his if he could just allow himself to trust her,
let her in and that was the problem. He had never let anyone get
that close to him, not ever.

Jett’s extremely forceful spankings, the
delicious scent of his cologne and earthy smell that was all male,
all him, and being told repeatedly she cannot cum, Mandy felt
herself being pushed over an edge into unknown territory. "Please
Jett, I can't take anymore….my senses are overloading and I am
going to shatter into a million pieces!" She growled and tried to
buck him off. She was close to tears with her emotions and senses
overloaded and still expanding. It confused and terrified her.
"Ride it out, tigress. You can do it, I am right here with
you."

The severely dominant tone in his voice had
her body complying with his demand. " Give yourself to me, trust me
to care for you and your needs."

"No. I trust no one!" Mandy growled back and
it was not well received.

Jett roared behind her like an angry lion and
began slamming into her like one while he reached around and
pinched her clit as tightly as he could. Those actions pushed her
right over that terrifying edge and into an abyss where the past,
present, future and everything else in between ceased to exist. A
place where she free floated in blissful nothingness while at the
same time, aware of everything she let happen between her and
Jett.

Everything became surreal and Mandy felt as if
she was having an out of body experience. As if she had died, her
mind and soul moving on to another plane of existence. It did not
last long enough and at the same time, it was infinite. She came
crashing back down only to have her mind and body experience the
most powerful orgasm of her life. It felt as if she had been pulled
back down to her body only to soar to that plane of existence once
again, just not as high as she had been.

Jett left Mandy in bed and went to the
bathroom to turn on the shower. He returned and carried her limp
almost unconscious body into the bathroom. He stood holding her
under cold water for a few moments until she yelled at him. Then he
changed the water to warm, turned her toward him and instructed her
to hold on tight so he could wash her up.

Mandy nodded her head in agreement after
mumbling nonsense for a few moments. She laid her head over his
heart and relaxed in his arms. She felt safe, surprisingly for the
first time, in a man’s presence and said so.

"Tigress, I promise you are indeed safe with
me. Trusting me does not mean giving up the life you have become
accustomed to. Your life is still your own. All I want, is to give
you mind-shattering pleasure and pain, both in a safe and
controlled environment and only if you want it too. You enjoyed
what we just did much more than I honestly expected you to and that
was just a taste of what we can experience together. Damn! Just
thinking about it makes me hard as hell and I want to do it all
over again, but this is not the time or place." Jett calmed his
body, shaking with excess hormones and need. "Now, is the time for
me to take care of you, cherish and worship you…." Jett let his
words fade away. He decided instead to show her exactly what he
meant, with soft caresses using soap covered hands. He paid
attention to every single inch of her body. Only then did he wash
himself with due haste so he could massage her scalp with extreme
gentleness and washed her hair.

Mandy stopped Jett when he reached her gunshot
wound, self-conscious and embarrassed. It was her best kept secret
and she wanted to keep it that way.

Jett whispered in her ear that he had already
seen it the day he brought her in and found it to be a beautiful
reminder that she was a strong and true survivor. He also reassured
her that he found her exquisitely beautiful, scars and all.
Explaining that they were what made her the magnificent tigress she
is, whose words and images haunt him every second of every day and
have since he meet her in the bookstore.

Mandy felt cherished and beautiful when she
saw herself through his eyes, his words and in his gentle and
caring touch. She hated to admit it, but with Jett, she felt normal
and safe, just as she always wanted and dreamed. She was forever
grateful to him for making her dream come true, even if was only
for a day.

When the shower was over, Jett gently dried
Mandy's body and hair. He dressed her in a comfortable flannel
nightgown Nicole had dropped off for her. It was not what he would
have chosen for her, but knew it was what she was comfortable
wearing. When she didn’t argue with him, he knew he had read her
right.

"You still have two choices tigress. You can
either come home with me or you can lay in your hospital bed like a
good girl. Which is it going to be?"

Not much for options, but I will be happy
to go home with Jett if it means I get out of this damn
hospital.
Mandy's panic had begun to rise again, she could not
remain in the hospital, it triggered too many flashbacks of her
horrific past. "Get the doctor down here to release me and I will
go home with you!" Mandy demanded. Jett’s eyebrows reached for the
sky and his silent, intense gaze rested on her face.
Oh for
pete's sake, fine then, you jerk!

"Please….Master of the almighty universe, get
me the hell out of here." Mandy added with great sarcasm through
clenched teeth and folded her arms across her chest, while she gave
him the best pouty look she could manage. She watched Jett laugh
happily in response.

"Good girl, tigress."

"Jett?"

"Yes, Mandy?"

"I experienced something today that almost
felt like an out-of-body experience way before I had the amazing
orgasm. It happened just after I told you I couldn’t take anymore,
when my senses overloaded and just expanded until they burst free.
It was as if my feelings, senses and emotions combined with the
pain and pleasure grew too big and pushed me right out of my body
into an abyss of space, as if I was floating in blissful
nothingness for a time and yet, I was aware of everything still
going on around me and inside of my body at the same time. I really
don’t know how else to explain it and I do not understand it. But
it was an exquisite first for me and I thank you for that and for
saving my life."

"You experienced that?" Jett was amazed and
shocked but he did not doubt her. He could see in her eyes that she
was telling the truth. She truly was an amazing creature. He
watched as she nodded in the affirmative.

"It is called subspace, a term used in my
world. It means, you are a very sensitive and natural sub…, I mean,
well never mind. That is a discussion for another time." Jett’s
voice filled with awe and concern.

"Subspace? What is that? What do you mean by
your world?"

"Like I said, a discussion for another time
Mandy. I will go and get the doctor to check you out and release
you. Stay put or else." Jett used his authoritative voice then
smiled genuinely, kissed her forehead, squeezed her hand and
disappeared from her hospital room.

Before Mandy could even think about escaping
again, the doctor arrived and turned off the room lights in order
to check her bandaged eye without further damaging it, he
explained. He pulled the bandage off and asked if she could see
anything when she closed the other eye.

"I can see shapes doctor, everything is blurry
though." Mandy answered the doctor honestly and worried. The doctor
reassured her that was normal. He went on to explain the injuries
she suffered and precautions she needed to take in the future to
prevent exacerbating the damage already done. He further suggested
she stay one more night for observation. He worried about a
recurrent brain swell and wanted to have one more MRI, just to be
sure.

Jett stood silently inside the doorway and
listened. Nothing escaped his notice. He saw Mandy's eyes widen in
pure terror at the mention of an MRI and hospital stay and
immediately decided to help her through it.

"No way in hell doc! I refuse to stay. I hate
hospitals! I’m fit as a fiddle and I’m sure as hell not having
another MRI!" Mandy stubbornly refused.

"She
is
staying the night and she
will
have that MRI right now, if you could be so kind to
arrange it doctor. I will be staying with her through the procedure
as well." Jett’s tone left no room for argument from either party.
He gave Mandy an intense stare and dared her to argue with
him.

Her mouth opened and shut just as quickly when
she saw him rubbing his hands together behind the doctors
back.

Jett watched her settle right down as a deep
flush began in her chest and continued upward to cover her whole
face. She glared at him and sourly agreed.
Good girl,
Mandy.

The doctor assured them the MRI could be done
straight away and Jett was welcome to stay in the room with her
provided he wore the proper protective equipment and quickly left
to arrange it.

"TRUST ME, MANDY. It’s going to be
alright."

"Trust you? I barely know you and
I’m….afraid."

"You trusted me enough to fuck me, sweetheart.
I did not hear a complaint out of you then. Be honest with me, are
you afraid of me or the MRI?"

"Both." Mandy said and hated that he was
seeing her in such a vulnerable state.

Jett smirked. Her honesty was refreshing. No
lies and no feminine games with her. He had originally planned to
leave after hearing the doctor out, but her friends had
conveniently disappeared and the look of terror in her eyes called
to his primal instinct to protect, no matter what the cost, deep
inside of himself. It was something he was not prepared for and did
not need in his life. Furthermore, he could not seem to force
himself to leave her side. It was almost as if they really were
connected. She the sun he revolved around.