Chapter 38 Katarina
Blaise had that look in his eyes that scared me just as much as it turned me on.
My panties were already moist from how easy it was to get him to come in my mouth.
And, as ashamed as I may be to admit it, I loved the power I felt as I whipped that riding crop across his scars.
I didn’t want to overanalyze that right now, but it created a special bond that I would never share with anyone else.
“The keys are on the wall,” Blaise said when I didn’t move to release him.
“But…I’m not done playing yet.”
“Oh, don’t you worry, little demon. I am definitely not finished with you.”
My knees buckled with anticipation, and I clenched my thighs together again. Good lord. I’d turned into such a sex fiend with these men that even the promise of sex was enough to get me wet.
I turned around before Blaise could see my weakness and felt along the wall until I found a set of keys. There were only two on the large iron ring, and they looked like those old skeleton keys. I guess Blaise enjoyed keeping with the castle and dungeon theme.
“Where?” I asked him as I held up the keys.
“Feet first.”
I didn’t miss the deep timbre in his voice or the large erection sticking out at attention and just begging me to touch it again. He was huge. Everything about him was. But his dick would stretch me more than anyone else, and I clenched my jaw thinking about how that might feel.
Waiting to feel him inside.
Needing to.
“You’ll need to give some slack,” he said when I reached up to unlock the cuffs on his wrist. His eyes were glowing yellow like a wolf right now, and I swear his voice sounded different too. Maybe I really could call to his dragon. And maybe it was his dragon that was drawing me in.
After lowering the chains from where they were attached to the wall in some type of pully system, I tried to calm my pounding heart while I walked back over to his giant form.
My fingers trembled in anticipation. The second I unhooked his hands, Blaise grabbed me by the waist and spun me around until I was standing where he’d been.
I couldn’t even protest when he lifted my left arm and quickly locked my wrist into the cuff.
My mouth hung open, and he smiled as his fingers grazed my right arm and slowly positioned that one into the other shackle.
“What are you doing?” I asked. Licking my lips, I tried to decipher what I was feeling right now. This whole being tied up thing was new to me but with Blaise at the helm? Well, I knew I could trust his intentions and that was exciting.
“Nothing too harsh,” he said tersely like he was holding back. “All you have to do is ask me to stop.”
Still gnawing on my bottom lip, I looked up at him and nodded. Yes, Blaise. You are free to ravish my body.
While I expected his soft lips to press against mine when he leaned forward toward me, I didn’t expect him to grab my hips and lift me up so quickly.
I let out a little yelp as my body weight disappeared and I swung forward.
As though he choreographed it himself, Blaise easily maneuvered my legs onto each of his shoulders so that I was basically lying horizontally in the air.
The metal from the cuffs dug into my skin, but once Blaise’s hands cupped my ass and took my weight in his arms, I couldn’t stop giggling.
“I feel like a circus artist and oh!” My voice dissolved the second his tongue licked the outside of my panties, running the whole length.
I knew I was still all hot and bothered down there, and by the way his glowing eyes looked up at me from over my hips, he liked it.
With his scorching breath blowing over the fabric, I let my head roll back and hang so I could enjoy every second.
His mouth closed over my clit and he sucked on it through the silk. Writhing beneath his touch, I pushed my folds further into his face and let out a satisfied moan when he lifted my hips higher.
“Katarina,” he sighed. “I can’t… I just can’t…”
Not sure what he was trying to say, I responded by wrapping my thighs around the back of his head so I could pull him even closer.
That was when I felt the tug, heard the distinct sound of ripping fabric, and knew that my panties were no more.
Blaise shifted his grip so that only one arm held me up as he brought his right hand around to play with my sex.
At first he explored, slowly kissing and gently gliding his fingers over every inch of me.
But then he pushed several fingers inside and began exploring there.
His tongue danced across my nub, teasing me in time with the strokes his fingers were making.
And while I felt the heat building inside, I also craved more.
“Deeper. I need more,” I breathed, and the growl that rumbled through him echoed off the stone walls.
He shifted me again. This time both of his large hands grabbed my ass and he easily lifted me so that he could bury his face in my sex.
His tongue pushed inside my hole and danced around all the spots that were already throbbing.
He had a long tongue and as his nose brushed against my clit while he tasted every part of me, I wondered what else that lengthy tongue could do.
Grinding my hips into his face, I begged him for more.
He kept dancing between my hole and my nub, quickly bringing me to the edge.
The tingling in my bones was the only warning I had when the orgasm exploded from deep inside.
I screamed…like actually screamed as I hung from the ceiling.
Blaise kept sucking on my clit, extending my climax and making me jerk beneath him.
It felt amazing. Wonderful. But I still needed more.
I still needed to feel all of him inside.
I needed to feel his animal claim me like the others had done.
“Blaise,” I breathed as the pulsating in my sex slowed. “More,” I begged. “I need more of you.”
His chest vibrated against my body. Keeping one hand tucked under my hips, he slowly lowered one leg and then the other and walked forward a few steps so I was upright again. But instead of setting me down, he wrapped his fingers around the tops of my thighs and lowered me onto his dick.
I was so wet I slid down over his shaft with ease. He stretched me wide and gave me a moment to adjust, but the pain quickly turned to pleasure as I realized I could feel all of him pushing clear into my womb. His body stiffened when I sucked in a breath, and I shook my head.
“I’m good,” I assured him. “This feels good.”
“This feels fucking amazing,” he rumbled against my ear. His hot breath sent shivers down my spine. And when he slowly started to pull out, I whimpered at the loss.
But Blaise quickly jerked his hips forward and thrust inside of me again. The slowness of it all was such a turn-on, but then the way he gazed down at me and stole my soul…I knew I was going to be his forever.
He picked up the pace as though he could feel my body begging for it.
Our hips slammed into each other while he held my thighs and ravaged me.
Destroyed me. Fast, quick thrusts filling me up every time.
His lower stomach pounded against my already sensitive clit and my whole body melted into his grip.
“Blaise,” I whimpered. “I’m. Already. There. Again.” I said each time he entered me.
“No,” he suddenly barked. “Not yet.”
I didn’t know if it was his deep voice or the sharp command behind it, but I almost lost it right then. Who knew I liked being controlled so much? Who knew I would be begging Blaise to let me finish and not the other way around?
I sucked in a quick breath when Blaise pulled out of me, dashed around to my back, and lifted my legs from behind. His tall body pressed against me, and his fingers trailed down my stomach until they found my clit. With a gasp, I shook my head as they teased. “Blaise, I’m so close.”
“Not yet.”
And as soon as those words left his mouth, he entered me from behind.
His dick pushed so far inside it took a moment for me to remember how to breathe.
He held the front of my thighs and lifted me so that I was lying flat in the air again.
Only this time, he was behind me. As I wrapped my legs around his waist, I pulled him closer.
Blaise moaned and slapped my ass. Then he bit it quickly before standing and using gravity to move me back and forth along his shaft.
The way I was hanging in the air made the angle of his entry so much better.
And the way he stretched me so wide meant that I could feel every inch of him moving against every inch of my folds.
His pace increased, the temperature in the room following suit. I swear his skin felt like it was on fire, only to wonder if that was just my own body heat spinning out of control. He dug his fingers into my hips and pounded into me. Small whimpers escaped my lips, Blaise making similar sounds.
He didn’t pull out of me when he suddenly wrapped his right arm across my stomach and lifted me vertically again. He pressed his face into my back and licked my skin. “You taste so good,” he breathed against me as he kept our pace.
I wanted the use of my hands so I could rub them over his taut muscles, but the fact that I was still locked up also made this whole experience unbearably erotic.
I moaned into the air as he squeezed one arm around my waist and wrapped the other across my breasts.
I still had my bra on, but he found my nipples through the fabric and pinched them hard.
It only took a few more thrusts before I was overcome with the sensation of my second orgasm.
Blaise shuddered beneath me, his muscles clenching and his fingers digging into my body.
He held me so close I could feel his breath move against my skin as his teeth grazed the back of my neck.
I yelled out into the air when the waves of ecstasy darted through me.
“Fuck,” Blaise mumbled as he thrust into me a few more times. “Katarina!”
I squeezed my legs around him as tightly as possible, making sure he pushed into me with everything he had.
His breathing increased until he sucked in one deep breath and trembled beneath me.
We both shook with our releases, but when he suddenly bent forward, taking me with him, I unwrapped my legs and reached for the floor.
“Blaise?” I asked, trying to turn around so I could face him. He slipped out of me and stumbled backward. He would have fallen over had he not grabbed the chain above my hand. The movement from that caused me to fall forward until I landed against his chest.
His blazing hot chest.
He was on fire.
“Blaise?” I cried out, fear etching into my voice.
He sucked in a deep breath and pushed past me toward the wall with all the toys. Grabbing the keys with a lot of effort, he then stumbled back over to me. And just as he reached up to unlock the cuff, I heard a sickening crunch in his left shoulder.
He screamed in pain, and I started to cry. “What’s wrong, Blaise? Please! Talk to me!”
“Dragon,” he pushed out through gritted teeth.
I didn’t understand at first. I’d blame my post-orgasm brain on its inability to put the situation together, but I think a deeper part of me never really believed we would ever be able to release his beast.
Another crack echoed through the room, and Blaise dropped to his knees in agony.
I tried to reach for him but then realized he still hadn’t unlocked the cuffs.
Without saying anything, assuming it was too hard for him to form words, he pulled himself back up to his feet.
His eyes were fully yellow now and his pupils had elongated into slits.
The taut muscles all over his body shuddered, and I swear I saw scales forming underneath his skin.
I sucked in a breath when I saw his eyes but quickly tried to hide my shock. He lifted his gaze to the cuff on my left hand and managed to get it unlocked before he hunched forward again. I rubbed my now free hand through his hair and tried to slow my own breathing.
“It’s okay,” I whispered, talking to both him and his animal. “It’s okay.”
Two sharp cracks pierced the air, and his shoulder blades suddenly protruded unnaturally from his back.
“It’s okay,” I said again through my tears.
“Katarina,” Blaise groaned. He shoved the key into my other hand and stumbled to the wall behind me.
“I need to get outside. I need to… ah!” His body scraped against the stone wall while he tried to find the door.
His breathing increased, reminding me of what women do in labor.
When they are in a lot of pain. Every time another bone in his body cracked, I cried harder for him.
He must have found the door because a sudden burst of light streamed into the room.
I heard him stagger through the threshold while I fumbled with the key to unlock my right hand.
I finally got the cuff off my wrist, stepped into my skirt, and ran after him.
I didn’t know my way around this house, but all I had to do was follow the sounds of agony he was screaming into the air.
It didn’t take long for me to rush into a large, vaulted great room and see the solid wood door slowly close. I sprinted to the exit, hoping I could do something to help ease his pain.
“Blaise!” I shouted as the sharp light of the afternoon sun burned down on me.
I couldn’t see anything at first, the brightness temporarily blinding me.
But I could smell the ocean, and the wind whipping through my hair made me think we were very close to it.
Using my hand to shield my eyes, I looked around outside, searching for my Blaise.
On the left was a lake with hills flanking the perimeter on three sides but I didn’t see him there.
So, I started running toward my right, and as my eyes adjusted to the daylight, I saw his form stumbling ahead of me… and directly toward the cliff. He kept falling on his hands and knees, and each time he pushed back to his feet, he would cry out in pain.
“Blaise!” I screamed again.
He staggered forward, his body not looking as human as it should. I ran toward him, thinking about how I couldn’t possibly help but knowing that I needed to do something. However, just as I got close enough to almost grab him, Blaise tumbled forward and fell over the jagged rock cliff.