EPILOGUE #2
Her legs closed in, as if trying to keep the toy in place, and he chuckled.
“You love that, don’t you? You love it when I play with your pussy.”
“Yes, I love it when you play with my pussy.”
He flipped the toy to the next setting, the vibrations humming gently in his hand as he moved it up and down.
Her hips jerked against him, every nerve on fire, and a soft whimper escaped her lips.
“Yes! Oh, I’m coming!”
“That’s all it took?”
“Yes!” The orgasm carried her away, her body pulsing with need, and as Zee increased the strength, she screamed out her orgasm, twisting, trying to get away from the wand.
But he wouldn’t let her. He held it and kept it on the highest setting.
Her skin grew damp and warm, but her hips shifted toward the wand, as if she wanted it, even though she didn’t think she could take more.
“Zee! Fuck!” Her pulse hammered in sync with the relentless glide of the wand, and an orgasm ripped through her so powerfully that a tremor ran through her hot and fast, and her vision blurred.
“Yep, what number is that, Ella?”
“I don’t know…three?”
“Are you sure? If you can’t tell me, we’ll have to start again.”
Zee flicked the wand to a medium setting and spun it around, pulling it down toward her clit.
“Four! I can’t… I can’t take another one!” She strained against the ankle cuffs, desperate to shift, but the restraints held her.
“Does your shoulder hurt?” He slid his palm slowly and deliberately along the inside of her thigh. “Look at you, squirming like this. I love it.”
Leaving her side, he stood, pressing a kiss to her sweaty brow.
“The shoulder is fine, Master. It’s a good kind of pain.”
“Then we’ll keep going.”
Her body was slick with sweat, and she didn’t know if she could give him more, but he wanted her to surrender in this way.
He owned her, so she would obey.
Zee kissed the inside of her thigh, his hot breath sending a new wave of heat through her, and she moaned low, her breath caught as Zee plunged the vibe in deeper, holding it on her most sensitive spot.
“I can’t, no more, oh Master!”
“You’re mine, even when your body says you’ve had enough.”
The tremors started deep in her thighs, spiraling through her body, and her lips parted in a soft, silent plea as she teetered on the brink.
“You’re still not done.” He brushed a thumb across her slick folds.
“Oh, Master,” she whimpered, but her legs opened wider, as if her body didn't listen to her but to him.
“Please, I can’t.”
“I know you’ll be a good girl and come for me. Give me this one, Ella. You’re holding it back.”
“It almost…hurts.” Her words came out in ragged pants, her eyes squeezed shut.
“You can do it, Ella. You’ve suffered for me before; you’re enduring this because I want you to. Come for me now.”
He twisted the wand in a slow circle, driving it right on her clit.
A low primal sound from deep in her belly echoed around the vast club.
“That’s my good girl,” Zee murmured, rubbing her thigh, keeping the blood flowing even as her legs tried to draw up to her chest in the restraints.
“That was five, right? You’re halfway there.”
“Zee…Master…please…stop…” Ella’s voice was syrupy and thick, but Zee grinned, reaching out and twisting her nipple.
“You can take more, my love.”
Stop wasn’t her safeword.
"I'm going t come apart!"
The pleasure-pain was so intense her hands curled into fists.
She wanted this to stop.
Desperately needed this to end.
And wanted it to keep on going, forever.
Zee withdrew the wand, then took her hand, guiding it between her legs.
“Get your fingers in this pussy now.”
The command sprung her into action, sliding her hand in, and she fingered her clit.
"Yes!"
“Yes, what?”
His steely growl made her squirm.
“Master.”
“Good girl.”
“It’s so sensitive…” Ella’s eyes squeezed shut, but she kept her fingers exactly where he placed them.
He massaged her leg before sliding the cuff off her ankle and doing the same to the other side.
The restraints moved; he undid his leathers, his hardened cock springing free.
“I want to ride you as you give me these last orgasms.”
He stroked his cock, drinking her in, then grabbed the wand, added more lube, and plunged the wand deep into her.
“Master, oh God, I can’t, I can’t.”
“Yes, you can. And you will.” He brought the wand out, then eased himself onto the bed with her legs over his shoulders.
“You’re mine, Ella. And I decide what to do with this body. I want to feel your pussy milk my cock. I want you to come.”
He devoured her mouth with a needy intensity, each kiss sending shivers down her spine and making her melt into the warmth of him.
She let out a breathy cry that he swallowed, and the press of his chest against hers left her trembling, caught between need and frustration.
He hitched the wand to another setting, brought it away, and with one long thrust he dove deep into her pussy.
“Give me more.”
“Oh, Master!” The heat of their bodies pressed against each other, how his cock felt in her as he thrust, made her moan a low sound that echoed around the room.
She was being split apart by his possessiveness and greed, and he slanted his lips against hers, wanting more.
Holding the wand between them, he moved it down to her clit and thrust.
“Oh, Master, no, it’s too much.”
Her body quivered against him, heat pooling low in her belly, her hips arching involuntarily as the over-stimulation made her tremble.
Tears leaked down her face, and he pressed his lips to them, sucking gently at the saltiness before dragging his tongue along her jaw, sending shivers down her spine.
Her chest heaved, nipples tightening under his lingering touch, and she shivered with need, clinging to him as if he were the only thing keeping her from falling apart.
“Come on, girl, you can do it, yes, you can. Your pussy is so damn good on my cock. I’m home.”
She gasped, shuddering as the orgasm crashed, her pussy clamping around his cock, pleasure crashing over her, sending her flying.
“I love you.”
He cupped her face, and the warmth of his love and ownership flowed through her veins.
The tip of the wand buzzed in her, and she was so wet she felt it slip out.
“I can’t!”
Her legs trembled and every nerve ending buzzed, Zee pressed his lips against her forehead, sliding an arm underneath her.
"Yes you can, dear heart. For me. You can do it for me."
And because it was true, the orgasm ripped through her so powerfully it hurt, she grabbed on to him as it sent dragged her down into a spiral and then up, making her soar.
Her heart beat wildly as he skimmed her cheek with his lips, aftershocks exploding through her, her legs shaking.
"Yes, good girl. That's exactly what I wanted."
"Thank you, Master." Her voice was so thick with pleasure, she closed her eyes.
He flicked the wand to the lowest setting circled it around her once more before withdrawing it, and then he set it aside and gathered her in his arms.
She trembled, strung out by pleasure, and he held her, dropping tender kisses on her eyelids.
“Good girl. You did so well, my dear heart.”
He cuddled her and held her, and the perfect weight of his arms was exactly what she needed.
“Ella, through the walls.”
She craned her neck to see and gasped.
"Nobody's there."
He grinned, tracing her collarbone, gently dancing over her almost-healed shoulder.
“Zee?”
“I wanted you all to myself, for our last scene in this club to be just the two of us. Our friends are waiting for us at home.”
She startled into a laugh, her body buzzing with the aftermath.
“It’s hard to leave this home.”
“No, it’s not.”
Zee pressed a gentle kiss to her lips, and she moaned, kissing him back tenderly.
“No?”
“No, dear heart. Whenever I am with you, I am home. Always.”
She snuggled against him, knowing that whatever happened next, she was ready for it, because her Master was always by her side.
This was their forever, and nothing else mattered.
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Thank you for reading Flame For Always, the final book in the Bandit Brothers Series.