Chapter Ten
Raven.
He’s so close to me, I can smell his anticipation rolling off him in waves, can see the way he trembles with a need to touch me and my god…
He licks two fingers and reaches between us; his jaw clenches and his eyes darken when he feels how wet I already am for him.
My shoulders already ache from how they’re stretched above me, but fuck if I give in.
Fuck if I look away for even a moment. God, the way he’s looking at me, it makes my skin feel on fire, ready to burn for him. I never want to look away.
“Just like I remember,” he grits, fingers spreading my lower lips, circling my clit, so sensitive and- “so fucking needy.”
Teasing my entrance with something bulbous, I gasp when he shoves it into me I can’t help but grip the restraints and flail a bit.
My mind blares to get out of them, that I can’t stand the feeling on my wrists, to flee, but he’s here .
In the flesh. My own personal Hades. A king of hell and I am his prisoner. And fuck I love it. I’m starved for it.
He steps away from me, and I whimper, whatever he shoved into me is still inside, latched onto me from the inside out.
I watch him going back to the wall and coming back with…
I’m not sure. He holds the handle and there’s leather tresses.
He flicks his wrist, an d they land on my breasts, stinging, but when he drags them, they cool as well. “This is a flogger. Color?”
“Gre..een.” I swallow. And he does it again. And again. My breasts, my ribs, my stomach, my pussy. I tremble with a feral need with that one, but instead of doing it again, he flogs my thighs, my ass, back to my breasts. Everywhere except for where I really liked it.
“Please!”
He knows what I’m asking for because all he does is smirk wickedly, going back to the sideboard and I hear a tiny ‘click’ before whatever he shoved in me begins to vibrate.
My hips buck, the sensation shooting up and forward, concentrating on my clit and I let out a low moan.
He pushes a button, and it resides to a low, bearable hum against me.
My thighs shake, and I watch as he crouches down on his haunches, spreading my lower lips with his fingers, moving the thing in me so it settles right where he wants it, and then turns up the vibrations so I cry out.
“Look at that.” He chuckles darkly. “Raven, you’re creaming down your legs already and I’ve barely touched you.” My pussy pulsates, and I try to close my thighs, but he pushes them apart. “Be a good girl, Siren. Take what I give you.”
“Yessir,” I groan.
He lowers the vibration setting, and I exhale.
I don’t know how I’m going to last. He gets up and grabs the flogger again, messing with the vibration settings as he strikes.
God, I can feel my arousal dripping down my inner thighs, catching on the material of my fishnets.
I flush with embarrassment and with wanton lust when he stops behind me, flogging my ass four times on each cheek.
I hear it clatter to the ground and his hands are on me.
Rubbing. Soothing. Spreading .
I moan when he stops only to crouch down, spreading me apart, and I feel something wet and slick on my ass. I almost orgasm knowing it’s his tongue wriggling against my asshole. “M…ore.”
He hums. “More what?”
“You… ”
His fingers prod the entrance to my pussy, making me feel fuller with the toy inside me, but he pulls them out only to feel them rimming my ass all along with his tongue.
He pushes, gently, using my arousal and his saliva as lube, inch by inch he fucks into me with his fingers past the ring of tight muscle and I moan for him.
“Such a filthy girl, letting me stretch your ass with my fingers. You’ll let me do whatever I want to you, won’t you?”
“Yesss.” I hiss when he stands behind me, fingers still in my ass.
“That’s right. On your tippy toes, Siren.”
I grasp the restraints and do my best to en pointe like a ballerina.
“ Perfect .” He purrs in my ear and shivers shoot down my spine.
I groan when he removes his digits, but soon I feel something else going in me, round and cold and the vibrations on my clit elevate, buzzing.
His free hand goes to my lower stomach as another ball slips into my ass.
“These are anal beads. They’re on a string.
The largest one is already inside of your tight ass.
” He nuzzles me, inhaling my scent and he groans, that deep rumble in his chest causes me to salivate.
One by one they go in until I feel so full and I’m so close to coming I’m shaking. “Please…” I beg.
“A little more, Siren.” His voice caresses me like the finest silk, blanketing me and right as my thighs begin to quiver, right when I’m about to implode, he reaches down and removes the still vibrating toy and it, too, clatters to the floor.
“No!” I scream.
“ Yes ,” he growls, rounding to be in front of me and pulls what looks like rubber clothesline clips connected by a chain. He puts one on my nipple, and it clamps down, then the other. “Color?”
“Green.” I moan when he pulls on the chain – it burns so fucking good. It’s too good. There’s so many sensations buzzing alive inside me.
“Beautiful.” He replies, eyes glittering with approval and then he easily drops to the ground on his knees.
His mouth finds me, slick and swollen and so fucking hot.
I thrust onto his waiting tongue, and he smacks my backside, pulling away from me and God .
“You’ve always tasted so fucking good. Pretty little pussy. Fuck .”
“Please!” I cry out, but I don’t know what I’m asking for.
“Desperate little thing, aren’t you?” He chuckles against my sensitive flesh.
How do I answer that? Honestly. “Yes!” I sob, writhing, desperate to come on his tongue.
“If and when you come, it’ll be on my cock.
Not my tongue. Not my fingers. You’ll be gripping and squeezing my dick when and if I let you come, Raven.
You left me in a dark place. You left me in the dark .
” His voice is hoarse and there are so many emotions swirling in the dark of his eyes I want to break out of my chains to hold him.
Because he’s right.
I may have given him a binder, but I left him with more questions I was barely able to answer, and my heart burns with regret. I should have told him everything from the beginning.
I inhale slowly, trying to compose myself even though this is so difficult. “Green.” I rasp. “ Green .” It comes out as a curse and a plea.
He shoves his fingers into me, and the hot, wet silk of his tongue finds my clit again as he curls it, licking and laving and lapping as if he’s trying to drink me until he drowns.
I shake and quiver, earning every fucking smack against my ass when I buck into his mouth ‘accidentally,’ seeking the comfort of his torture.
His hands go to my hips, gripping so tightly I know I’m going to bruise.
I almost shatter at the thought of knowing he’s branding me with his touch. That I’ll be able to skim my fingers over the bruises later and know this was real . I let out a sob.
Every time I reach the brink, get closer to ecstasy, the heat in my core coiling, my abdomen tightening, he pulls away from me, laughing when I cry out in frustration.
Maddening .
I don’t know how much time as gone by. Minutes. Hours. My arms ache, my feet hurt, I can feel my slick dripping down my legs, reaching my ankles. I’m sobbing in exasperation. “Please…”
“Poor, filthy little rich girl… not getting what you want. Look at you, crying for my cock.” He stands, and I relax on the balls of my feet as much as I can as he leaves me again, bringing back a handkerchief to wipe my nose, but my tears he leaves.
He tosses it to the ground and his fingers find me again, caressing where I’m so needy I feel like I’m going to die.
His other hand goes up, fingers tangling themselves in my hair, his nose to mine.
I’m a mess. I know I am. Pulling me closer to kiss my jaw, under my ear, my collarbone and back up.
I melt into him only for him to withdraw his finger and I whine. I can’t help it.
I want his brand of torture to settle into my bones and latch onto the marrow.
I want him forever but why can’t I just say that?
I whimper and it makes him grin so wickedly like a predator about to attack, but then his smile falters and I swear, his gaze sears me from the inside out, so hot and full of desire and anger, I can feel it.
“I don’t think you understand the maddening effect nor the gravity of this situation, Siren.
I don’t think you understand exactly how deranged I’ve become just by loving you.
If you run, I will chase you. If you hide, I will find you.
If you jump, I will catch you. If you fall, I will be there when you land.
” He purrs against my skin, sending goosebumps to ripple.
I’m afraid to move even though I’m aching.
“There is no escaping me anymore and if you want to burn your world down, then I’ll hand you the match and fan the goddamn flames as you set it ablaze.
But you and I, we burn together .” He growls, crashing his lips to mine.
There’s a bit of movement and he finally, finally picks up my legs for me, and shoves every thick, hard inch of his cock inside me in one almost bruising, brutal thrust, swallowing every noise I make when I scream at the glorious stretch of him.
I’m so full, so incredibly full of him, more tears burst from my eyes and when I open them, I find him already staring at me, bursts of gold and black flecks in his green eyes watching me break for him .
“Always my good fucking girl taking every inch of my cock into your hungry, desperate cunt.”
I shiver, wishing I could break through and wrap my arms around him. “Mmm-more, pl-pl-please.. d-d-don’t.. ss-stop.”
He doesn’t. He thrusts deeper, harder, shorter strokes.