Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

(Triggered Warning: This chapter contains a sexual scene and inappropriate words. If you're not comfortable reading it kindly skip it and move to another chapter)

Nathan kissed Crystal's neck, and she shivered. "Do you know who I am?!" he asked. Crystal was no longer listening, though. Her libido had just kicked in hardcore. Thus, the time for talk was over.

"Crystal!" He gasped as she fucked him harder than he had ever been fucked before. "Slow down…" He was used to being the one on top - the one in control - which meant that he was completely outside of his safety zone.

For many hours, Crystal used and abused Nathan until finally, they were both spent. Then, with him still inside her, she fell asleep and swiftly slipped into a pleasant dream. In it, she was making love to him. Unlike what they had done, this was gentle and full of tender loving care. Some part of her knew that she was dreaming, though, and she hoped that she would never wake up.

Unfortunately, as the sun began to rise, Crystal did wake up. She opened her eyes and let out a confused cry for help. Nathan was facing her, and their faces were close enough to kiss. She did a quick body scan and was appalled to discover that his p***s was inside her. What the f**k is this happy horseshit?!?! - she wondered unhappily. "What is going on?" she demanded. "What the hell did you do to me?"

"Don't you remember anything from last night?" Nathan asked, appalled. "You did everything that was done! My body is weak. I didn't have the strength to do anything to you, with or without your consent... If anything, some might say that you assaulted me..."

Crystal frowned unhappily, and as her ire began to rise, she felt his manh**d twitch and turn to stone inside her. "Why are you hard?" she asked irritably. "Are you having dirty thoughts?"

"You don't know what's in my head." Nathan chuckled and said, "Never mind the why just don't go anywhere. I waited on you all night long. Will you satisfy me now?"

Crystal felt cold suddenly. She did not want to leave him, but she knew that she had to. So, she gently pulled away from him. Her muscles twitched as the head of his p***s ran up the length of her vulva and rang her bell, but she tried to pay it no mind.

"I felt that." Nathan smiled and said, "You obviously want more."

"Shut up!" Crystal hissed. "I do not want more! Not now, and not ever!"

"Tell the truth and shame the devil." He had a shark-like Cheshire grin that stretched from one ear to the other. "I won't laugh at you," he promised.

Crystal bit her lip, and as she began to get dressed, she tried to map out the events of the previous night. She remembered drinking, but after that, everything was black. There were flashes of memory, but when she put them together, they made no sense.

What happened to Eric? - Crystal wondered. After being on her feet for a minute, she began to feel dizzy again, and she had to sit down.

The servants had incense burning in the room 24/7. It was supposed to help with Nathan's recovery, but it made Crystal feel sick to her stomach, and while it was burning, she could barely think straight. She mentioned it to Nathan, and he had one of the servants remove it.

The servants had just begun their morning rounds, and they seemed unsurprised when they found Crystal half-naked on the floor. As if this happens all the time - thought Crystal worriedly. And on the tail of that thought: What the Hell have I gotten myself into...?

Once the incense was gone, Crystal stood up, walked to the window, and let in some fresh air. She stood there for about ten minutes, and during that time, nobody spoke. Then, finally, Nathan broke the silence. He asked her if she was feeling better and if she would help him get his pants and underwear back on.

She looked him over, and what she saw disgusted her. She was ashamed of what she had done with him. "I am going to have a bath," she replied coldly. "I'll send a servant to take care of you."

Nathan's pupils dilated, and when he spoke, Crystal was taken aback by the aggression in his voice. "Don't you dare let another woman touch me!" he growled. "You did this to me. Now take responsibility for your actions!"

Crystal sighed. "If I get you dressed, will we be even?" she asked.

"Even?" Nathan scoffed. "Hardly! Help me take a bath. Then dress me, and then we will be even."

"Nice try," Crystal smirked.

Suddenly, Eric called out to Crystal, and she rushed into the next room.

Eric's eyes were bloodshot, and he had a troubled expression on his face. Never had he been so cowed in his life, and he was so upset that he felt like killing himself. His wife had spent the night with another man, and not only was it all his fault, but he had been forced to lay there and listen to it all. He was angry at himself, but he was even angrier at Paul. If it were not for Paul's bad idea, none of this would have happened.

When Crystal saw Eric, her first thought was that he had given her to Nathan for the night, but that did not sit right with her. Eric wouldn't do that - she thought - Or would he? It occurred to her then that she did not actually know a lot about her new husband.

As she got closer to him, she saw that he was chained to the bed, and right away, she knew that her theory was incorrect. "Who locked you up like this?" she asked.

Crystal wondered if she had been the one to do it. She doubted it, but with her memories being as scrambled as they were, it seemed that anything was possible.

"Just get me out of these cuffs," he whined.

Crystal stood at akimbo. "You haven't told me who locked you up."

"Does it matter?" Eric's expression was cold. "You cheated on me last night. I'm so angry!"

Crystal glared back at him. "I can see that you're angry," she said. "But you had better aim your venom at someone else. I am sure that you had more to do with my altered state than you are admitting."

Eric was speechless.

"And wasn't it you that set up Nathan in the next room?" Crystal continued.

Eric felt like crying. What she said was true. Nothing had gone the way that he had planned. Now, all he could do was try to save face, and the main way he could do that was by refusing to admit that he was at fault in any way. "Just help me out of these cuffs," he said again.

Crystal laughed. "You are not going anywhere until I have some answers!"

"Crystal!" Eric raged. He pulled at the cuffs that held him to the bed, but it was useless. "You are going to regret this!"

"Threaten me if you want." Crystal walked over to the foot of the bed and gave the cuff a good tug. Eric winced as pain shot up his leg and landed in his testicles. "I like seeing you like this," she said. "And even if you weren't chained to the bed, I still wouldn't be afraid. After everything I have been put through, nothing scares me."

Eric was taken aback. He had never seen her like this. "Are you going to keep me restrained like this forever?" he asked.

"For now, at least." Crystal shrugged.. Never in her life had she felt as in control of a situation as she did at this moment. She smirked and said, "While you're locked up in isolation, why don't you work out some of your inner demons?"