Aftermath: A Purge story (closed for Cum_Inside)

Harmony grinned blissfully.

The kiss that he gave her was so soft and intimate, romantic in its premise but the intensity of the emotion behind it struck her. It didn’t feel like she’d get out of this without more than just a physical connection with Jared. She wanted all that came with it.

“I’ll take whatever I can get but you know I do appreciate having my insides massaged,” she murmured, eyes slipping shut again as she rested on the table.
 
He gestured and nodded to the masseuse atop Harmony and settled. The Asian women who appeared began to work the knots and tension from Harmony and Jared. They rubbed, pressed and soothed. Soon Jared and Harmony could hear sighs from their lips.

After a moment, Jared made a hand gesture in the air but it would be a long while before that meant anything. The woman massaged, rubbed and eased the couple for some time, making sure they were both well relaxed and at ease.

When asked to roll to their back, Jared was already hard from feeling pleasure. The woman massaging him started with his strong thighs before lowering her mouth to this dick and sucking it deeply.

Harmony wasn't to be ignore either as her own Asian girl asked her to roll over and massaged her thighs while lowering her face to kiss, lick and suck at Harmony's pussy.
 
That jolted her. Other than the one forced interaction with Jared’s ex, Harmony had never had anything to do with another woman in a sexual capacity. She honestly was so uncertain as to what she should do. Should she lay there and try to enjoy it? Should she speak up and express her discomfort?

But the more she pondered the looser her body became. She started to realize just how much she enjoyed the gentle touches. It was a great stress reliever and soon enough she was moaning into the headrest of the massage table.

She looked over to see if Jared was taking advantage of his time. He looked comfortable and all that made her think of was the rising pit of jealousy in her stomach. She didn’t want that other girl laying her slimy hands on him! Harmony was more than enough. Yet she said nothing - laid there with eyes half drooped and blissful relief settling over her sore muscles.
 
Hands still rubbed and massaged while mouths still worked and relaxed the couple. After a moment Jared sat up and tapped his girl on the back of he head to make her stop. His cock was glistening as he turned to get up off the table.

He moved to stand next to Harmony, rubbing her breasts and shoulders. His manhood hovering just to her left. "You look so hot right now." He muttered, one hand moving to the masseuses' hair. "Remember when I made you eat out Alison? Would you like me to make her lick you clean too? To know how it felt to have a woman suck the cum from your freshly creamed cunt? Or do you have a naughty idea of your own you'd like to share?"

Leaning down Jared kissed Harmony, hands still rubbing her breasts.
 
Harmony accepted his kiss and couldn’t deny that his larger, stronger, more masculine hands felt better on her breasts than the masseuse’s — that may have just been because Harmony was too busy visualizing Jared’s hands around her throat again instead. As they separated, she reached forward to stroke his cock, tiny hand sliding up and down the surface in a steady motion. There was oil beading at the tip and it made her mouth water in recollection of his unique flavour. Gods, but she wanted to suck him again.

Harmony opened her mouth to say that she didn’t want to share Jared with anyone. She’d become so greedy over the past couple days and didn’t quite know how she might go back to her typical routine now that she’d been spoiled with abundant sex over the last few evenings. She realized that it must end but it seemed too soon.

Before she could get the words out her cellphone rang. She wasn’t sure who it might be but it was probably best to check and see if she was needed.

After she stood from the table and rifled through the clothes she’d discarded prior, her stomach sank and she tried to swallow the bile rising in her throat. All good things came to an end but hopefully not one so abrupt and halting at this one.

Cameron.
 
Hey, sweatheart. We closed the deal right away so I'm heading back early. See you tonight. Wear something sexy. We're going out to dinner.

Jared approached behind her, hands on her waist and lips on her neck. He kissed, then whispered in her ear. "I want to take photos of you, naked, all over this house." He rubbed the partial erection against her butt and kissed her neck again.

Chin her shoulder he finally acknowledge the phone, "Don't go tonight. Stay here. Tell him your at a friend's house. Tell him you're working late. Or tell him you're fucking his investors' son. Just don't go. Give me one more night. Let me take those photos. Let me put a child in you." He kissed her neck, hands having worked their way to her pussy where he was gently working her into a state of confusing passion.

"At least let me be inside you while you text him back. Or call him." He kissed her neck again, "I'd love to cum in you while he's telling you how much he misses you."
 
Maybe that was the pride coming back to the surface, but after receiving Cameron’s text and hearing Jared’s words, Harmony clammed up. It was like she’d been tossed into freezing cold water head first. She didn’t know how to respond to either man. Logically, she should go home and be with her fiancé, but after the last couple days in Jared’s arms she was fully aware she’d began to check out of that relationship. She’d lost all ability to reason after the first few times he purposefully attempted to breed her.

She’d been an idiot for letting it happen.

She needed to go and pray to any God listening that any tests she took would come back negative. Try explaining that one to Cameron!

Tensing in his arms, Harmony looked at him with a calculating expression. She was hoping to measure the rage that Jared was sure to have when she denied him. It had been so long since she’d seen his bad attitude but it was there, lurking just under the surface, waiting to explode.

“I have to go,” she finally said. “I can’t stay. I’m going to marry him, Jared. I love him.”

The words were flimsy and she feared he would see right through them and call her out on her bullshit.
 
Jared's expression was either defiance or disbelief, but the smile was disarming and even a bit alarming as he licked a tooth like an animal about to pounce. "You 'love' him. You're going to marry him. Fine!" He grabbed snapped and the women grabbed a few things and left the room without looking back.

"You know what?" His tone was anything but understanding, "That's fine. Go home. Go back to the 'love of your life'." The last words dripped with both sarcasm and venom. He grabbed her wrist and performed a quick but smooth arm lock and spun her to face away from him. Pressing her down over the table with the clear intent of taking her right here and now.

"But when you see him, you'll be full of my seed. When you kiss him hello, it will be with a cunt full of cum." He lined up and shoved into Harmony, "And when he wants to fuck you, you may have to explain how you've already been thoroughly fucked!"
 
“No!” Her rebuttal was strong but with his strong body against hers there was nothing she could do but lay there and take it. When she bucked a bit too much for his liking he drove his elbow into her spine in warning, body settling underneath him in a somewhat chastised manner.

“What do you expect me to do?” She questioned bitterly. “You don’t want me. You only want to use me. Cameron expects more from me. I need something stable.”
 
Jared leaned over her, hips smacking her ass every time he shoved himself to the hilt but paused to say, "Tell yourself what you want." he thrust again as if to make a point of reminder her who's cock was deep inside, "You used me too." He used he free hand to grab a knee and lift it to the table, spreading her even wider with one leg still hanging off the side and on the floor.

"You wanted to enjoy my pool." A hard thrust, "My house." another hard thrust, "My bed?!" Now he was climbing up on the table to lay across her back. Her breasts and belly pressed hard to the leather surface.

He started pumping his hip rapidly without concern for her comfort or pleasure. "You said all the perfect words." He had to speak into her hear, his breath held to talk. He was fucking her with no love or passion anymore.

"You could have had me. Now?" He changed pace, not saying a word and thrusting over and over before finally saying, "Now, you can just have... my kid!" He pressed deep and flooded her pussy with his seed.

Wave after wave of his hot jizz sprayed into Harmony as he grunted and groaned in response to emptying his balls into her. With a final thrust of his hips he pulled out and slapped her ass hard. "There. Go home and explain to your stable, future, husband, that you were raped by his business partner. Again!"

He grabbed the robe to put around his body, "Or say nothing. Get him to fuck your cum filled cunt and hope the kid isn't mine. I don't care anymore. You know the way out."
 
It wasn’t any less disheartening to let herself out after that. She may have been brought back to reality with the cold reminder of her fiancé coming home but the truth was that she had never started out these last few days with the intent to use Jared. Maybe it had ended that way but she had been truly happy with him during their brief stint.

Now it was over.

Now it was over and she was possibly going home to her fiancé pregnant with another man’s baby.

Harmony sat in her vehicle and cried for the longest time, face buried in her hands over the steering column. She didn’t know how long she sat there for but her eyes were swollen and sore when she finally lifted her head and made an attempt to clear her sniffles. Another five or ten minutes later, wet eyes dabbed dry extensively but with the feeling that she may start blatting all over again, Harmony reversed out of the driveway just enough to make the big pull around loop and head for home.

She had no idea what to possibly say to her husband, but she had to find a quick way to fake sick because it was the only way to get out of having him find her in such a disbeliever state. No amount of scrubbing would ever watch Jared’s imprint from her body — he’d fit against her like no other man could ever do. Her heart was full of instant regret the second she’d left him, said those damning words, but it was too late now.

What else was she supposed to have done? In the moment she didn’t have an answer.
 
True to his words, Cameron came home with a bottle of wine, flowers and the Italian take out they both enjoyed when splurging for special occasions. He came in all high energy, some of which was sexual. Not only feeling like a successful provider and husband but also proud that Harmony had faith in him this whole time.

"Sweetheart?" He called out, "I brought dinner."
 
Harmony had curled herself into a ball in the fetal position on the couch after her shower. She did her best to look pathetic, and with her red puffy eyes and flushed face it wasn’t too hard. She fixed Cameron with some watery eyes and a wobbling lip.

“Hi baby,” she said. “I missed you so much. I’m glad your home.”

The sentence felt alien in the fact that she didn’t actually believe it for the first time. It felt odd to even say the words. She hoped Cameron didn’t notice. Her stomach twinged in sharp guilt when she noticed the flowers he was still holding onto.

To her credit, the bottle of ibuprofen on the table must have lended credibility to her sickly image because she watched his eyebrows draw up as he put the whole picture together.
 
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Cameron set everything down and sat next to Harmony on the couch, "Oh, sweetheart, I didn't know you were sick. I'm sorry. Did you want soup? I have that one you like from Golden Dragon, but I can make you some if you'd like. Whatever you want."

He smoothed her hair, never bothering to check if she had a fever. He did find the throw blanket and covered her legs and hips with it. "Tell me what you need. I'll get it for you."

There was no reason for Cameron to pretend he was falling for her rouse, if anything it was a reminder of how absolute his trust in Harmony was.
 
She wiggled over to make just enough room for him.

“Soup would be good. I’m fine with the one you brought home, Cam. Can we just have a quiet evening tonight? My head is pounding. Why don’t you curl up in the recliner and watch some TV? I’ll probably nap,” she said.

“I’m sorry that this is how we’re spending your first night back home. We’ll make up for it, I promise.”
 
"Hey, whatever you need, sweetheart." He moved the coffee table closer and put an assortment of food and both water, clear soda and orange juice within arms reach. Making sure Harmony was under a blanket he sat in said recliner and asked, "Mind if I put on that Superhero show? There was a cross over event that ties in with the movies and I've been avoiding spoilers."

Once settles he started on his how, letting Harmony sleep or at least try to sleep. He had no idea that she lay there, the seed of another man trying to take root and grow a child inside his future wife. Fate, being cruel or kind, was going to play out one way or another.

Cameron went through the three missed episodes and even watched two from the other show. He was wired and still on a different time zone. Between that and being able to zip through recaps and no commercials he was done long after Harmony had fallen asleep.

Leaving the uneaten food, he moved to try and pick her up off the sofa and carry her to bed.
 
She woke with a jolt but instinctively her hands clasped around his neck and shoulders.

She had to blink a few times to pass the urge to say Jared’s name, so used to it over the last few days, but the unmistakable difference of the lack of defined muscles of Cameron’s back brought her harshly back to reality.

She did her best to smile, albeit it was a bit shakily.

“Hey babe. Is it bed time?”
 
"Yes, it is." Cameron said, laying her down in the bed.

"Do you need to call in sick to work or anything? I can take the day off tomorrow and take care of you if you're still not feeling well."

Through his hidden cameras Jared watched Harmony being tucked into bed. He saw the doting Cameron and hated the man. He wanted nothing more than the get rid of him, impregnate Harmony and make her his forever.

Getting up he walked through the house until he found Yvette and grabbed her by the wrist. He was too frustrated and angry at Cameron to care if the young woman protested or enjoyed his man handling of her.

In minutes the servant girl was bent over a couch, her panties ripped and Jared's cock deep in her pussy. He grabbed her hair and thrust hard and fast, "Harmony! Oh, fuck, Harmony. I'm going to fill that pussy. I'm going to breed that pussy. It's going to be mine!" he started moving faster and harder, he wished this really were Harmony's cunt and just as he was about to fill it he pulled out and shot his hot load all over Yvette's ass.
 
Harmony reached up to pull Cameron’s mouth to hers, kissing him sweetly.

“I think I’ll be fine. I probably just need some rest,” she said. “Now come to bed. You must be tired from all that travelling.”

That was the end of that, and Cameron was asleep behind her before she knew it with one arm looped around her hips and his body pressed against her back.

Three days later, Harmony was still upset about the way things had shaken out. She’d done all of this all on her volition and had nobody to blame but herself. Sitting in a cafe on her lunch break from work and stirring her coffee, Harmony reminisced on the last few weeks from the moment she’d first met Jared until now. He was probably more than a little mentally unstable but something in her still wanted him. Of course everything was complicated by her own fiancé, and the fact that they came from two entirely different worlds, Harmony’s brow wrinkled.

It didn’t matter now. It was over, anyway.

Harmony sighed and set the spoon down, depositing her chin on her palm with her elbow propped up on the counter as she peered out the window at the men and women bustling around the busy downtown streets. She was entirely in a world of her own.
 
Jared stood against the alley wall, his eyes on his cell phone. Inside the Cafe Harmony was looking out the window and he wondered what she was thinking. He wished he could be inside to see her himself. See the light play off her skin and hair, but all he could do is watch through the camera his current minion was using.

It has only been a few days, but Jared was hoping for the best. Still it was only a few days, too soon to tell, but he wasn't ready to just leave everything to chance. He had paid a man to just sit in the cafe and keep a hidden camera pointed at Harmony. That was is. He would stay when she left but then he was free to go about his day.

Jared watched her delicate fingers moving the coffee stir, her wrist and her eyes as the blinked. She was perfect in every way, and he just knew he was the man for her. He could give her everything she deserved, but he needed her to accept that she was his. If his baby were to start growing inside of her, he knew she couldn't deny his claim anymore.

His cock strained against his jeans as he watched the image on his phone. He looked up and around to make sure no one was watching before shoving his hand down his pants to shift the thick and rigid member so he could continue to stand more comfortably.
 
Pushing her coffee aside, the stool scraped across the floor as she stood up. Harmony collected her things and tucked her phone away in her pocket before waving to the barista and leaving the small family run establishment for the last few hours of her workday. She was almost to the corner where a small alley intersected the busy street, before she got a funny feeling in her chest that caused her to pause. She couldn’t explain why, only that it felt like someone was watching her. It certainly wasn’t implausible with the recent past but Harmony just bowed her head and scoffed.

Jared wouldn’t waste his time on her now that she’d rejected him.

She had been so stupid.

She forced herself to keep walking. Looking back wouldn’t serve any purpose. Still she couldn’t help but mutter under her breath.

“Don’t be an idiot, Harmony. You fucked up. Goldwing’s not looking over your shoulder anymore. Calm the fuck down.”
 
The hand moved like a snake and pulled Harmony into the alley, a flash of metal and a knife came into view. "Move." Said the gruff voice, encouraging Harmony down the alley way.

She was moved out of the main walkway, people walking by either not noticing or not wanting to get involved. A few dozen steps later the man pressed Harmony against the wall the knife still at the ready. "Don't fuckin' say a word." the voice was still low and a growl but not completely foreign.

A man's strong hand went to her scrubs and started to push them down, exposing her underwear to the cold city air. Next came her panties and the voice said, "I'm going to fuck you, Harmony. I'm going to fuck you until I cum." Lips brushed her ear with each word, like a half kiss from a lover. Then she was pressed to the wall, lips at her ear as her attacker moved to open his belt.
 
Although she should have been frightened, her body remembered the feel of this man and her sense of smell immediately told her that this was, indeed, Jared. Her heart leapt into her throat in excitement and her body sagged against him in relief. Obediently, she kept her mouth shut, but couldn’t help fisting her fingers in the fabric just over his shoulders.

She wasn’t going to fight him. She wanted to do anything but that.

The silence only lasted so long, though. Pressing her mouth against his stubbled chin, Harmony net his eyes and said “fuck me, Jared.” Her words were strong and confident, eager in their intensity.
 
He kissed her first, lips pressing against her mouth. The kiss lasted a few heartbeats longer than it needed to. Without stopping he shoved his cock into her cunt and dropped the knife to wrap his arm around her waist.

He started to move with hard shoves as one would expect of an attacker but once he started, Jared shoved deep and held himself in place so as not to cum yet. He kissed her neck and her shoulder. The next time he moved it was to slide out of Harmony, nice and slow, then plow into her again. In and out. Every inch of his shaft was to feel the folds of her sex against him.

Jared moaned, the scent of her hair flooding his senses until she was everything in his world. A hand felt for a breast and squeezed possessively. "Do you want me to stop?" He asked, as if he were threatening to do so. "Do you want more? Do you want it all?"

Jared was pausing now, holding back to flood of jizz that wanted to seed Harmony right here and now. If he moved he would empty himself in her in seconds so he held tight and focused on his breath, her warmth, his heart and her pussy wrapped around his manhood.
 
The kiss was deceptively soft. Maybe she hadn’t ruined things entirely after all. Returning that kiss, Harmony was happy to cling to him as he moved against her.

“I want everything,” she finally said. “I’m just scared.”
 
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