19. Kioni
Kioni
I startle her when I walk inside her room. She has wrappers scattered across her bed and a speck of chocolate on the corner of her mouth. So fucking adorable.
“You drugged me?”
“No. It’s just…spicy chocolate.”
She finishes the last bite, and I chuckle.
“What? It’s delicious,” she defends herself.
I round the bed and come up next to her, wiping the chocolate off the corner of her mouth. “Are you scared of me now?”
“No. Should I be?”
“Never. I’ll make you bend but never break. Now put the sweet treats away and take off your clothes. It’s time for your punishment.”
“I’m on my period.”
“I don’t give two fucks if you’re on your period. Do you honestly think blood bothers me?”
She swallows hard and gathers up her wrappers and shoves them inside the box and puts everything on the stand next to her bed.
The sight of her breasts has me grinning.
Hello girls. I’ve missed you. She hesitates when she reaches for her bottoms, so I grab hold of them and yank them down. She squeezes her legs shut tight.
“Don’t hide from me.”
“I have a tampon in,” embarrassment seeping into her voice.
I go to her bathroom and grab a towel from the closet. “Scoot to the middle and lift,” I instruct.
Her eyes widen and her breathing quickens, but she does as she is told, and I shove the towel underneath her.
I pull the leather bracelet handcuffs out of my pocket and secure her wrists together.
Reaching underneath her bed, I grab the bar I had slid underneath while she was away hiding from me and fasten the restrains on each side to her ankle.
“When did you put that under there?”
“While you were at the hotel.”
“I’m getting cameras,” she threatens.
“Go ahead,” I tell her, grabbing her wrists, connecting the clasp in the middle of the bar to the ring on the handcuffs.
“Shadow,” her voice comes out in a plea, trying to close her legs and hide her pretty pussy from my view.
“Bending but not breaking,” I tell her calmly while sliding her blindfold on.
I remove my light-up mask and lay it on the bed beside me, grab the voice changer from inside and tug the opening of the balaclava down below my chin.
These things are hot as fuck and the voice changer is annoying as hell, but I’ll tolerate them until she is ready to be mine without them.
Her body trembles when I flick her clit with my tongue and tug on the string to the tampon.
“Oh-Oh my god, Shadow don’t.” She inhales sharply and attempts to close her legs again when she feels the tampon slide out of her.
“How do you think I knew your period was starting?”
“I-I don’t know,” she stammers.
“I could taste it,” I tell her, moving my tongue to her entrance and sliding it inside her.
Her moan is music to my ears. Most women miss out on this feeling of ecstasy because their partner is too afraid or they are too self-conscious.
I replace my tongue with a finger and work her clit until she is just about to come, and then I pull away.
“Why?” she whines.
“You were a naughty girl, Sam. You thought you could hide from me and accused me of being one of your shitty ex-boyfriends. Tell me, Sam. Has any of them ever had your blood dripping down their chin, hmm?”
“N-no.”
I turn the small bullet on and run the tip around her sensitive peak, careful not to touch her where she wants it most.
“Shadow, please,” she begs.
I drag it over her clit and she jerks. I do it again and again until she’s squirming, attempting to chase the vibrations.
Her back arches off the bed when I rest it on top of her sensitive bud.
I study her body, making sure I remove the toy before she can climax.
She slumps back into the mattress and pants.
“I’m sorry,” she cries, and I dip my head to tease her with my tongue again, and then add the toy. The sounds coming out of her lips are feral. I lean back and she groans. “Please. I need you. I can’t come without you now.”
My gaze snaps to her face. “Elaborate,” I demand, giving her nipples a pinch, and she whimpers.
“I’ve tried to come without you, and I fail. Every damn time,” she explains, and a smile takes over my entire face. We are almost there.
“All I hear is that you’re mine and you’ll never run from me again.”
“I won’t.”
“You will. It’s inevitable. But I’ll get you back. That is a promise.”
I grab her hips and lift her ass to rest in my lap, gliding my dildo inside her.
When I’m fully seated, I don’t move. She tries to wiggle her hips to fuck herself, but she’s struggling with the position she’s in.
“Such a needy whore,” I compliment her, giving her back the bullet for just a few torturous seconds.
Just long enough to make the climb towards bliss and tumble back down.
She’s in tears by the time I finally let her come, her orgasm rippling through her so beautifully.
White cream gathers at the base of the dildo as I thrust into her, forcing every ounce of pleasure from her body.
I admire the cum-covered toy as I pull out of her and walk to the bathroom to clean up.
Menstruation is crummy enough without eliminating sex along with it.
I don’t mind a little blood with my dinner.
Tomorrow it will look like a murder scene.
I put my mask back over my face and wipe her clean with a wet cloth, inserting a new tampon before releasing her ankles from the bar.
The moment she’s able to move her hands, she pushes the blindfold to her forehead and frowns when my identity is covered again.
I grin down at her even though she cannot see and hold my hand out for her to give me hers.
“Don’t look so disappointed,” I tell her humorously, unbuckling the restrains and rubbing my thumb over the indentations they left on her skin. She stares up at me with longing, and I’d give just about anything to kiss her as me. “See you tomorrow, pup.”
“Shadow,” she calls out when I reach the doorway. I turn back around and she’s already snuggled under her blanket. “Why me?”
“I saw the way you came alive under the moon and stars, little wolf, and I knew from that moment I’d do everything in my power to make you mine. He was never worthy of such an extraordinary woman.”
Before she can ask me to explain, I walk out, leaving her to ponder my words.
* * *
I show up at her house the next morning to check on her as myself. Not thinking, I use the spare key I had made and let myself in. Damn it, Ki, you’re not Shadow right now. She whips around to look at me from the kitchen and I fucking freeze mid-motion.
“Uh, your door was partially open, so I just came in. I’m sorry.” I blurt the lie out.
She waves her hand in the air and mumbles, “I’m used to it,” under her breath. “I must not have closed it all the way when I came in from watching the sunrise.”
I walk to her and have to clench my fists at my side so I don’t do something Shadow would do.
My alter ego that gets my girl. I’m jealous of myself right now.
I should have come disguised so that I could touch her.
Unable to help it, I reach out and tuck her hair behind her ear.
She shivers under my touch, and I have to pry my hand away from her.
“I just wanted to stop by and check on you after last night.”
“Well, thank you. But I’m doing okay. No one delivered any more fingers this morning. Would you like a cup of coffee? I was going to make another cup to go, but I could drink it with you if you have time.”
I do not have time, but I am not telling her that. I’ll take any chance I have to spend time with her.
“Yeah, I’ll drink one with you.”
She inserts a pod and makes my cup first, before putting in a second for herself. Her eyes keep darting in my direction, and I don’t miss the nibble of her lower lip. I affect her in both of my forms. I can’t help but chuckle when I see how much creamer she adds to her coffee.
“Would you like some coffee with that cream?” I tease.
“I like things sweet when it’s that time of the month. It’s probably why I have five pounds that never fully go away.”
She sits next to me and turns her chair so she’s facing my direction. I reach down and grab her legs, draping them over my lap. It’s too damn hard not to touch her, especially when I was just buried between her thighs last night. She attempts to hide her giggle behind a sip of coffee.
Me: Cover for me. I’m going to be a few minutes late.
Ryker: middle finger emoji
I stay with her for as long as possible, chatting about life as if I don’t already know every single thing about her. When there’s only enough time left for me to get to the station, change, and jump into the cruiser before Ryker pulls out, I tell her I have to go.
I lift her legs off me and set her feet on the ground. She melts when I kiss the top of her head before letting myself out.
“See you later, pup,” I whisper under my breath after I shut the door behind me.
And I do. Only this time, I walk inside carrying warm brownies, a tub of vanilla ice cream, and a bottle of whipped cream. I’ll feed her a sundae while fucking her. Sounds like the perfect menstrual cycle activity. And then I’ll eat mine off her naked body while she’s recovering from her orgasms.
“Sam,” I call out. “I have sweet treats.”
The floor creaks and her head pops around the corner, eyeing what’s in my hands. Her face lights up and runs to snatch it away from me.
I shove it all behind my back and drop it onto the dining table.
“Take off your clothes and get on the table. We’re having dessert together.” I reach into my pocket and pull out the blindfold and restraints.
She whimpers, crossing her legs.
I click my tongue in disapproval and step into her, cupping her jaw. “You’re mine every single day. On your best days, your worst nights, and every moment in between. There’s never a time that I don’t crave you.”
She leans up and kisses me through the hard material.
I wish I could rip it off and smash my lips to hers and swallow all of her sins.
She strips her clothes off slowly, making a show out of it so I sit back and watch.
A deep laugh rumbles through the voice changer as she attempts to make taking off a sock seductive.
“I’m all yours.” She spreads her arms out, and I rise, lifting her in my arms and depositing her on the table.
“Yes, you fucking are,” I growl. “Now show me how good of a girl you can be for me.”