Two
Two
HER
Fucking.
Hel.
My pussy’s pulsing around his cock and against his hand, trembling with the need to come. The blood bonding ritual we just started, which will bind us as mates for all eternity and allow us to feel each other’s emotions as our own at all times unless blocked once it is completed, let me feel how good his cock felt when he came – just for a moment, a spark of connection between us that’s now gone. But it was enough for me to know that I want that. Need that. Am so desperate for that same release.
But I don’t reach down between my thighs. Don’t play with my nipples as I imagine his mouth on them, sucking and licking and nibbling. Even when I sense him fall asleep through our budding bond, I don’t disobey his command.
No coming until the morning.
Fucking.
Hel.
But Varius clearly wakes up easily – unsurprising given how paranoid he is – and he will not hesitate to punish me again. My ass burns from the stretching he forced upon it, but my pussy kegels at the memory of him doing so. His ability to brush up against my line between pleasure and pain, between forcing and coaxing me to take more has left me fucking wrecked.
Rocking my pussy against his hand, I bite back a small whimper before stilling my hips. As much as I want to fuck him into oblivion, I’m a bit worried about the punishment he will give me. The memory of the two anal plugs he came into my room with a few months ago pops into my mind.
One had a fox tail attached to it, and had I disobeyed about wearing underwear to our engagement party, while wearing a dress that was damn near mesh, he would have made me wear it.
In front of my entire family. His entire family. All twelve of his capos and their seconds. All the assassins I trained with. And some of the most powerful Families in America.
So I don’t move as I lie in his arms. Don’t take what I want as he sleeps.
I close my eyes and pull on my training. I nearly died three months ago after having my side ripped open from my breast to my hip. My organs fell out, and I died for a few minutes. I survived that, so I can handle this.
I can…
My thighs clench, and I whimper.
It takes me hours, but I finally manage to fall asleep.
I dream of him kneeling behind me, with my pussy in his face. His tongue is inside me, scooping up his cum and mine before he spits it all over his cock. Using it as lube, he fucks me in the ass. Hard and feral. A second cock grows out of him and fills my pussy. One of his new tails slides between my breasts, then feathers down my stomach to enter my pussy too. The other tail presses against my lips. Something sucks on my clit.
My thighs shake. My toes curl.
And unknowingly, outside of the dream, I come hard.
I jerk awake, my heart hammering, my brain telling me there is danger. I try to sit up, but I find my hands are bound above my head, spread out to each corner of the bed. And there is a towel folded under my hips.
“I told you this pussy is mine,” Varius growls.
“What are you –” I cry out as pleasure erupts from my pussy. I arch off the bed as my thighs clench around his head. He buries his tongue between my lips, licking me in one long stroke before latching onto my clit and humming. I jerk off the bed, my hips the only thing rising for my legs are tied down too, silk wraps around my ankles. The buzz of his humming has me crying out, then screaming.
I twist against my binds as an orgasm builds fast. I try to hold it back, worried I’m not supposed to come, but I can’t stop it.
His mouth doesn’t let me.
Crying out, I jump off the edge of cloud nine and swan dive into paradise.
“Given you’re so desperate to come,” Varius says as he lifts his head and kisses my thigh, “I’m going to let you.”
My eyes open wide as I stare at the ceiling. I’m breathing hard. My pulse is racing. And my brain is still telling me there is danger despite my body feeling utterly amazing.
He licks my clit, and I try to jerk away, too sensitive to be touched. But my binds don’t let me move far, and he is back on me before I can stop him. My toes curling, I thrash under him. “Varius,” I pant as my body trembles.
Locking his mouth around my clit, he starts to hum, then suck. I try to squeeze my legs together, to deny him access so I can breathe, but he doesn’t let up, doesn’t relent. There is no mercy, no world outside his lips. I can’t concentrate on anything other than the pleasure he’s forcing on me.
My hands fisting, wishing they were in his hair, I orgasm again.
My hips lift, burying his face further into my pussy. He pushes a finger inside of me, and the tremors of my orgasm has me squeezing around him.
Another finger joins the first, and I cry out. It’s too soon, too much. I need him to wait, to let me come down before he fucks me with his fingers, before he rubs my clit with his palm, but he doesn’t. My toes lock tight. My legs grow rigid. And after a few minutes of merciless attention, he forces me to come again. My body arches off the bed. My eyes close as I moan.
“That’s it, little monster,” Varius growls before licking me between my soaked lips. “You’re going to come for me until you pass out.”
My clit is aching, pulsing, seeming to draw all my blood to it, and I can’t quite make out the words he said. I’m too consumed by the feeling of his tongue in my pussy, by the close proximity of his mouth to my over-stimulated clit.
But then they click, and I whimper.
Licking his way up my stomach, he removes the fingers he has inside of me and rubs my cum all over my asshole. They dive back into my pussy just as his tongue reaches my breasts. He licks between them, and I tug on my binds as I try to find words to tell him to wait.
“I can’t…”
“Please…”
“Varius…”
“You can,” he growls. “You can take it.”
“No… I...ca...ahhh!”
I moan as he sucks on my breasts. My nipples are hard and aching and too damn sensitive. My entire body starts to shake as he builds me back up to a climax. It’s a longer trek this time, nearly a godsdamn hour of constant licking and sucking and nibbling and biting focused on my breasts. His fingers are in my ass, thrusting in and out slowly, and the towel under my hips gets completely soaked.
“Fuck…”
“Shit…”
“Varius…”
“I…”
“...need…”
“Ah!”
“Please…”
Tears flood down my cheeks as even my brain becomes overwhelmed, no longer able to string words together in any way that makes sense.
His free hand kneads my right breast as he sucks my left one entirely in his mouth. His tongue strokes me, flicking across my nipple back and forth until I scream. I arch off the bed as he pinches my other nipple, then relaxes his grip, then pinches again. He works me until my head goes dizzy and my breaths come in ragged pants. I’m so fucking close to another orgasm, but I can’t handle it. I can’t.
“Varius,” I beg, half-crying, half-screaming as he sucks on my breasts without mercy. My arms and legs tug hard on my black silk binds, but he’s wrapped them well, and I can’t move. Can’t escape. I can only lie here and take what he is determined to give me.
Which is fucking everything.
Screaming out his name, I come with his teeth around my nipple.
He groans around my hard bud, then moves his mouth to my other breast, trailing the hand that was there down to his cock. He jerks himself off as he holds himself up with his other hand after pulling it away from my ass.
I whimper.
I sob.
I beg for him to stop.
But he doesn’t.
And an hour later, my body flushed and shaking, I come once again from him playing with my nipples. I’m so utterly exhausted, so desperate to sleep. My eyes roll back into my head, which is fuzzy and dizzy and unable to make out any of the words he’s been saying to me. All I can think about is the next orgasm. The buzzing of my clit. The achiness of my nipples.
Grabbing the pillows out from under my head, he slides them beneath my hips, under the towel. Then he pushes his cock into me, bends his back to bury his teeth in my neck, and fucks me slowly as he growls. I’m so soaked, he goes in easily, no burn, but within a few thrusts, the world starts to spin.
He keeps his pace consistent and slow. His cock fills me. He bites me in numerous places. His hand goes between us, and he rubs my clit. I cry out, too sensitive, too hot, and in another few seconds, I am coming so hard I see stars.
My pussy clenches around him.
My toes curl as I lift off the bed.
He groans against my skin as he continues to fuck me. Slowly. Lovingly. And my heart skips a beat as an emotional orgasm rips through me.
“Var…” I sob as I shake beneath him.
He doesn’t stop, though, doesn’t change his pace. He just fucks me, murmuring words against my throat, my ear. His teeth mark me. His body claims me. And another orgasm is forced from me.
And another.
And another.
Back to back now, unrelenting.
My body a shuddering, sobbing mess, I black out.