Chapter 8 The Reward #2
Groaning, he curled his fingers. He urged her up and down along his length a few times to work her wider before she could take him past the ridge.
She moaned out loud as her body stretched around him.
It took several minutes, but eventually she sheathed him completely. By the gods, he filled her just right.
He grinned up at her, every ounce of his substantial charisma on display. “Ride me hard. Don’t stop and don’t come.”
She started to move, slowly at first, her hips rocking to take him deep over and over. He reached parts of her inside that she was sure had never been touched before. Moans fell from her lips as the pleasure swelled inside her.
Beam lost herself in the friction and heat.
It rose until all she could think of was the next stroke.
The next rise. The next fall. She panted as her speed increased, resting her hands on his chest so she could get more leverage.
A sly smile broke out across his face when he picked up on her intention to defy him. Fuck, he was stunning.
She locked eyes with him as she came noisily around his cock. Her cries echoed through the room as she squeezed him tight. He let her finish, watching her until the last pulse shivered through her.
Talon moved fast—too damned fast—as he dislodged her and pushed her facedown onto the bed. Her whole body quaked as his magic clamped around her.
“Greedy sluts who come without permission get punished,” he rasped in her ear.
She writhed under him, her arousal soaring once again.
He spanked her until her entire ass was swollen and throbbing. And then he spanked her some more. She sobbed into the bed that was already sodden with her tears. Every time his hand came down on her tormented flesh, she jerked under him.
The pain shook her down to the deepest, most private part of her. She was nothing but raw nerves, exposed to him in a way she’d never been before in her life. He finally stopped, after what felt like hours, and rubbed his hand briskly over one globe of her ass. She hiccupped and wailed.
Spreading her cheeks with a rough touch that made her whimper, he plunged his tongue into her ass.
The slick heat of his mouth felt depraved and delicious.
The noises he made as he feasted on her made her stomach clench.
He rubbed her clit all the while, stoking her desire until she couldn’t hold back from fucking herself on his tongue.
She humped the bed, moaning helplessly. She couldn’t remember if she’d ever been anything but desperate for him.
When he finally sat up again, he smacked her ass a few more times, until she yelped.
“You’re such a needy slut,” he said with obvious appreciation as he squeezed her abused flesh.
“I can’t express how much I love the sound of your tears.
” He held the back of her neck in a punishing grip and forced his way into her weeping cunt, stretching her around him. “Makes me so rock hard for you.”
He fucked her with brutal intensity with his massive cock while she keened for what felt like an eternity. The friction was unbelievable at the steep angle and the pounding rhythm set her ass on fire.
Pain and pleasure burned along her nerves until she finally short-circuited. She had been reduced to a twitching, helpless receptacle for his cock, just as he’d promised. Some unmeasurable time later, he came with a shout and then withdrew from her without a word.
The twisted part of her that loved to be degraded provided a helpful litany of what she must look like for the camera: collapsed on the bed, knees spread and ass red with his seed leaking from her, pussy still eager and swollen.
The humiliation made her lust soar. She slid her fingers between her legs to try to sooth the ache but only made it worse.
Moaning, she rocked her hips into the touch, knowing how fruitless it was but unable to resist because she was nothing but raw need.
He sat behind her wordlessly, watching her as she masturbated with increasing frustration. When she finally slumped against the bed with a groan a few minutes later, he chuckled and rubbed a hand lovingly over her raw ass. “You know what I want.”
She huffed out an exasperated breath and bent her neck so she could see him behind her. “Please.”
Talon grinned wide, showing off his sharp teeth. “Not good enough. Not for what you did.”
She bit her lip, cheeks burning. He knew exactly how to turn her crank. He had from the very first moment he’d touched her. “I’m your slutty little fucktoy.” Her pussy clenched around nothing but the seed he’d deposited there, desperate and aching.
He leaned over her, too quick for her to even think about flinching, and pulled the hood over her head, plunging her into darkness. Everything inside her shivered.
“You are,” he growled. “And I’m going to give you what you deserve.”
Spluttering in surprise, she got a mouthful of fabric when she gasped as something penetrated her.
He took her hand and brought it to hold what she recognized as her favorite vibrator in place, then switched it on.
Arousal licked through her overstimulated body and an instant later she was fucking herself with wanton abandon, her thighs spreading and her hips flexing.
She couldn’t come. She knew that. She also couldn’t stop.
She was too horny to resist. She drove herself higher and higher, until she was nothing but painful, aching need.
He pushed her onto her back and tugged on her nipples with long, lazy strokes of his fingers, making streaks of desire shiver through her body.
Beam groaned when he fit a nipple clamp behind her piercing. She whimpered softly, a sound midway between a sniffle and a moan when he repeated it on the other side.
“Did I say you could stop?”
She resumed fucking herself with the vibrator, and he tugged on the chain between the clamps with the same rhythm until she arched up off the bed.
Everything hurt. Throbbing, endless pain that was somehow also complete bliss. It was so confusing, and so fucking good—her entire body hummed.
“Gods, I adore watching you like this,” Talon purred. “Helpless to do anything but keep fucking yourself.” His lips brushed her collarbone, and she trembled under him. “How long do you think you can take it?”
She didn’t know the answer and couldn’t verbalize it even if she had. She could only keep humping the vibrator as he rubbed her breasts and belly as if she were a prized pet. He turned her head so he could kiss her through the hood. The scorching heat of his mouth scoured her clean.
Meanwhile his other hand skated down her body to push the vibrator all the way in and hold it there. He clicked it up to max and her whole body quivered with the rising pleasure, but she still couldn’t come. It was torture—blissful, agonizing torture.
Talon worked her nipples with the clamps until she was crying in the hood in hiccupping gasps. She couldn’t get away from the pressure that twisted inside her, no matter what she did. Her body bowed from the tension. Her hips churned in frantic bursts, desperate for release.
Shaking helplessly, she whimpered into his mouth. Her need was suffocating. He’d never pushed her this far, and she wasn’t sure she could survive it.
The white-hot detonation of her orgasm forced a scream from her throat when he released the hex without warning.
He pressed his mouth to hers and swallowed every scrap of it down.
Her climax peaked and lingered at that soaring plateau, her entire body tense.
She shuddered under him for a long time as ecstasy ravished her body until she eventually subsided into sobs, still coming uncontrollably and wondering if she would ever stop.
Without a word he removed one clamp and squeezed her breast as she wailed in pain when the circulation was restored. He slurped her throbbing nipple into his mouth and sucked on it greedily until she stopped crying some long time later. Then, he repeated the torturous process with the other side.
She floated in a haze of pain and pleasure that she couldn’t escape and was afraid she would drown in.
Finally, he shut the vibrator off and removed it, replacing it with his fingers and working over her g-spot with a gentle touch. The sharp edge of her endless orgasm eased into something soft and breathless. She moaned into his mouth through the fabric, surrendering everything to him.
He took it all, claiming her body and soul.
His spell closed around her once more as the final flutters moved through her, and she sighed. If she had the energy she would wriggle happily in the tight hold of it.
He pulled the hood off and smiled down at her. “I love every dirty, slutty thing about you, Beam.” His fingers curled inside her, possessive and insistent. “And our business is never going to be finished.”
She couldn’t form words, but she murmured her response, and she knew he understood when he kissed her again with all his boundless passion.
He slid his heavy body over hers and pushed his hard cock into her. She was sore, so she felt every girthy inch of him, and it was so fucking good.
When she groaned, he made a soothing noise. “Go to sleep. I’ll be gentle when I breed you while you’re out.”
She squeezed around him as the visions of him using her in her sleep overwhelmed her. Turning her head to one side obediently, she sighed as she relaxed back into the bed.
His thumb traced up the exposed column of her throat.
“I love how much the idea of being forcibly bred turns you on, even exhausted as you are,” he chuckled in her ear as he rocked slowly in and out of her.
“I’m going to have to install a bench in here before the next time you want to go out on a date. ”
She had to swallow a few times before she could ask, “Is that my fantasy or yours?”
“Oh, sweetheart, I know it’s yours.” He paused to mouth the side of her neck with a wet kiss.
“However, fulfilling your kinkiest dreams is mine which means I’m going to tie you down with your thighs spread wide in the very near future so that I can mount you and breed you for hours just like you want. ”
Writhing under him, Beam moaned when he pushed deep again.
His hands tightened around her wrists to hold her still as he nuzzled into her throat. “I won’t let you come until my seed is overflowing from your gaping cunt.”
Her hips rolled in response to his dirty declaration, sheathing him all the way to his thick base. The sexy goat atop her was going to be the end of her, but there was no doubt she was going to enjoy every blessed second of it.
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