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midwestmade29 · 6 months

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Welp, make sure you’re seated for this one! I’m back to my smutty ways and let me tell ya, it feels good 😏 It’s been awhile since I’ve written something this spicy! Mr. Cage has that effect on me though 🫠

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Due to the explicit nature, this story is NSFW or minors.

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Possessive male, foul language, intimidation, sexual dirty talk, and unprotected sex are a few things happening in the story.

May require a cold shower after reading

Word count: 1,929

Christian Cage knows no bounds when it comes to showing the world what’s his…

Christian was stuck in line at the front desk, waiting to check into the hotel. You stood in the lounge area not too far away with your suitcases, mindlessly scrolling through your phone. You didn’t even notice that someone had walked up to you until they cleared their throat, pulling your gaze away from your screen and onto them. “Hey beautiful, how are you? Name’s Alex. What’s yours?” he asked over confidently. “I’m fine, but I’m going to stop you right there and let you know that I’m not interested.” You stated firmly. “Aw, come on beautiful! Don’t be like that. Let me show you a good time, show you off and spoil you like a princess should be.” He continued. You rolled your eyes at his audacity, but that didn’t faze him. “I said I’m not interested. My boyfriend will be back any minute, so I suggest you move on to someone else before he gets here.” The douchebag didn’t heed your warning, only laughed mockingly. “Now princess, why would I give two shits about your boyfriend?” he asked at the completely wrong time because Christian walked up and wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you close. “Because I’m Christian fucking Cage. That’s why.”

The douchebag’s eyes grew to the size of silver dollars at Christian’s threatening tone. He raised his hands up in surrender and walked away as quickly as he could. It was no secret that Christian’s 6’1 toned frame was intimidating, but the scowl he often wore on his face and the “don’t fuck with me” aura that surrounded him made him come across even more menacing. Power and arrogance oozed from every pore of this man, especially when someone tried to mess with his girl. Christian drew your body closer and nuzzled his face up against yours. His beard was bristly against your soft skin, but you loved the way it felt as it skimmed over your cheek. He placed his lips right next to your ear and growled “That stupid fucker is lucky there are other people around or else I would’ve knocked all his teeth out and given them to Danhausen for Christmas.” You knew he was serious about knocking the guy’s teeth out, but the part about Danhausen made you to giggle, ultimately allowing Christian to relax a little at the sound of it. He kissed you fiercely for everyone around to see, publicly claiming you as his.

When the two of you came up for air, Christian grabbed your hand and walked you both in the direction of the front desk. “What are we doing? I thought you already checked in?” you asked. “I did, but I need to change something about our room arrangement.” He replied with a wicked gleam in his eye. Once the front desk agent greeted Christian, he really played up to them with his charm and cunningness in order to get exactly what he was wanting. “I am needing to change rooms. Do you see that gentleman sitting at the bar? I’d like a room directly next to his. I know this isn’t a normal request, but I really need it to transpire.” The agent looked at Christian uncertainly, clearly conflicted about what to do. “Yes, that is Mr. Thompson. He’s a frequent guest here. Are you an acquaintance of his?” they inquired. “I guess you could say that.” Christian shrugged. “I’m willing to pay for any inconvenience this causes the hotel or occupants already in the room. Money is not an issue. If there are guests staying there, upgrade them to something better and put it on my bill.” Your jaw dropped and so many thoughts were running through your mind. You had no idea why Christian had the sudden urge to change rooms, but with the vindictive look on his face, you knew he was up to no good.

The front desk agent eventually gave in to Christian’s charisma and agreed to do the room swap. He assured them that there was no ill intent behind his reasonings, just made up a random story about how they both work for the same company and that it would be easier to conduct their business with adjacent rooms. The guests who were in the room next to Alex’s were more than happy to vacate it when they were offered a suite on a different floor and 2 free massages at the hotel spa. Christian didn’t even question how much the new arrangements were costing him, he just slid his credit card across the counter. “Thank you, Mr. Cage. Here are your new room keys. You’re now on the 16th floor and you’ll take those elevators down the hall on the right. Enjoy your new room, and if there’s anything else you require, please don’t hesitate to reach out!” the agent said pleasantly. Christian nodded and held your hand once again as the two of you pulled your suitcases to the elevator and rode it up to your floor. “What the hell was that all about? Why would you want our room to be next to that creep?” you asked perplexed. “I can only imagine how much that suite the other guests were upgraded to cost you. Not to mention the massages!” Christian pressed the key card on the reader and opened the door once the light turned green. “Every penny spent will be worth it once that fucker hears you screaming my name all night as I pound your pussy into the mattress.”

It thrilled you seeing Christian jealous and possessive like this. It made you feel desired and like you’re a fucking goddess! The longer you thought about Christian’s scheme, the more everything else became cloudy. You had a one-track mind now that was focused solely on your primal craving for Christian. Your body flushed a beautiful shade of pink as you felt your arousal blossom, lust surging through every fiber of your being. Your heart hammered against your chest as Christian walked over to you. “You like it, don’t you?” he asked in an insinuating tone. His fingers toyed with a strand of your hair as he waited for your answer. You took the bait and asked, “What do I like?” Christian smiled at you as he pressed forward, causing you to back up until your legs brushed against the mattress. In one swift move, he wrapped his arm around your waist and slowly laid you down on the bed, his body now hovering above yours. In a controlled tone, Christian answered, “You like the thought of that asshole hearing us fuck. You like the idea of me buried deep inside of you, claiming your sweetness as mine. I’m going to make him regret ever laying eyes on what’s mine.” As soon as the words left Christian’s lips, someone opened and closed the door to the room beside yours. He sat back on his heels, sliding his jacket down his toned arms while smiling devilishly. “It seems like Mr. Thompson has a knack for being in the wrong place at the wrong time today.”

Christian pulled his turtleneck over his head, revealing his delicious, sculpted abdomen. His hands moved to his belt buckle, undoing it painstakingly slow as you watched from beneath him. You eyed him hungrily as if you hadn’t eaten in days and he was the only thing to satisfy your cravings. As he stood, his pants fell to the floor and his boxer briefs followed suit, allowing his hard length to spring free. He removed your pants swiftly as you shimmied free from them and took notice of how wet your panties were after he slid them down your legs next. You couldn’t help but chuckle when Christian wrapped his hands around your calves and pulled so your bottom half was resting at the edge of the bed. When he separated your legs and stood in between them, you were more than ready to feel his body weight on yours and to take every inch of him inside of you. Once your shirt and bra were removed and tossed aside, Christian’s hard length brushed up against your sweetness making your muscles tighten like a coil that was desperate to come undone. “Mmm, you’re so wet for me. I’m going to make you feel so good baby.” He whispered against the valley of your collar bone. Christian nipped the delicate skin around your neck, kissing it immediately after to soothe the pinch. “Maybe I should bite harder and leave a mark. There would be no denying that you’re mine then.”

“Christian…” you purred against his lips before he kissed you, silencing any other words you wanted to say. When he reached between the two of you and grabbed hold of his length, he lined the tip up with your entrance and thrusted himself inside. He slid in and out with ease from your feverish arousal. “Fuck, you’re so tight baby. You stretch and fit around me so perfectly.” He groaned, savoring every sensation as your walls gripped and pulled him. Your body surged with want and need, aching for more. “Faster Christian! I want you to fuck me harder. Please!” you begged. Without hesitation, Christian picked up his pace, practically slamming himself into you. “Yes, Christian! Just like that!” you demanded. “Say it again baby. Scream my name for everyone to hear. Let them know how good you feel.” Christian growled through gritted teeth. “Oh shit, Christian!” you moaned. He kept up his pace fervently, each thrust bringing you one step closer to your sweet release. Your hands were tangled in the crisp white sheets as you grasped them and pulled, your eyes starting to skewer shut as pure ecstasy overcame you. “Cum for me baby. Let yourself go. I can feel your walls clenching around me” Christian encouraged.

You reached your fever pitch at Christian’s last words, your release imminent. “Fuck! Ah, Christian!” you cried out as you succumbed to him. Your body trembled as you came undone, every hair standing on end as the pleasure coursed through you. Christian’s release followed after yours, his breathing ragged as he came inside of you. You felt every drop seep into you the more his length pulsated against your walls. No words were able to be spoken yet as the two of you continued to come down from your high. Your bodies stayed connected until Christian found the strength to remove himself from you. As he pulled himself out, his warm seed began spilling from you, coating your thighs and your slit. Christian stood up on shaky legs, placing his hands on your knees for balance as he admired his handiwork that glistened all over your skin. You started to laugh at the thought of how horrified your neighbor must be now that he knows who is staying next door. Christian had turned his head to the side, listening for any reaction from the poor bastard that hit on his girl. Right on cue, a voice came through the space between your rooms, and you could hear Alex cursing before placing a phone call to the front desk. You could hear him angrily demand a new room, citing that his neighbors are animals and are causing a disturbance. You and Christian looked at each other and smiled, pleased with the commotion you caused.

“I think Mr. Thompson learned a valuable lesson today.” Christian stated. “Oh, yeah? And what lesson is that?” you asked. “What’s mine is mine.” He replied as he made his way between your legs once again.

(…hehehehehehehe is all I have left to say about this story 😈)

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