Belong to Him

Kate had always believed that she belonged to Alec. After all, she's wearing his ring on her finger. But the long-distance nature of their relationship is taking a toll, and the only way to keep the fire burning between them during their separation is to put on a show for each other over video calls. Touching themselves. One such session ends in a most unexpected way, when a friend of her roommate, Ryan, walks in on her. He takes advantage of the moment to claim her body as his, right on video in front of her boyfriend!

Kate tells herself that it was a fluke. That she'd simply been high on hormones from the show she'd put on for Alec. She would never have let Ryan touch her under normal circumstances. But he's determined to prove that she belongs to him, even if it means that he has to make her his in the most primitive way possible. Taking her unprotected so that her belly will soon be swelling with his child...

Excerpt:
Sunday mornings were the best time to go for a run around campus. The paths were relatively deserted, probably because a large number of the students were too hung over from the parties the night before to venture out in any way, much less to want to exercise.

I wish I could say that it made it easier for me to get into the zone. To just lose myself into the exertion or the beat of the music coming from my ear buds.

It wasn’t.

Because it wasn’t an ordinary day for me. No matter how much I wanted to pretend otherwise.

I had fucked up. Big time.

I looked down at my finger, at the place that I’d worn Alec’s ring for so long that there was still a groove in my skin. It had been a symbol of the commitment that we’d had to each other. To my promise to be faithful to him.

Alec hadn't asked for it back. Yet. But I didn't feel like I could wear it any longer.

Because I’d broken my promises in the worst way possible.

My usual two-mile run turned into three, yet I couldn’t escape from my thoughts.

Or worse yet, from my memories.

The evening had started ordinarily enough. Because Alec and I were going to college on opposite sides of the country, we often used video chat on the weekends to be able to see each other.

And to touch ourselves for each other.

I had cum for him more than once. Was lying on my stomach, almost dozing off in the afterglow of my self-pleasure while we'd said good-night, when someone had walked into my bedroom.

Ryan.

He was a couple of years older than I was, a friend of my roommate through her older brother, or so they’d told me. I’d caught him looking at me more than once but the ring I wore had always been an effective deterrent.

I could smell the alcohol on him when he’d come up behind me. Lying over me. Kissing the back of my neck. My shoulders.

Ignoring the open laptop in front of me.

And the very visible image of my boyfriend on the video call. Alec had been too shocked to say anything.

I had been too shocked to stop Ryan.

Or so I tried to tell myself. Had been trying to tell myself that from the first.

Even as drunk as he was, his kisses had been incredible. And I’d been naked from the waist down for my ‘private time’ with Alec, so he was able to slide his fingers into my pussy almost immediately.