Chapter 10 #2
“See, I know something you’ll enjoy a little less than pain.” As if she knew what he had in mind, she pushed back harder against his hand. “What’s the matter? The thing inside you doesn’t sound very happy right now.”
Something garbled that sounded a lot like fuck you burst from her lips.
His laugh was depraved. “I’ve still got more punishment in store for you, little demon, so no.
” He tossed the crop aside and began to tease her with his fingers, bracing one hand on the wall in front of her.
He swirled her arousal around and around, pressing at her opening but never entering, never filling her.
Every time he grazed her swollen clit, she jerked and whimpered.
Pain was one thing—she thrived on it these days, or the thing inside her did.
But edging? Edging would be her true punishment.
He only wondered how long he could keep it up before his own cock made demands.
His fingers were soaking as he dropped to his knees, fanning his breath against her swollen flesh. “You want me here?” he asked.
Her cry of pleading told him enough. He huffed and licked a path up her center that had her pressing back into his face. Setting a punishing pace, he began to clean her up, eating her cunt like he’d been starved for it—and he had.
But he knew his lady witch. He knew every time she was on the brink of coming. Knew exactly when to slow his pace. He followed the same pattern, bringing her to the edge, then slowing, until she was sobbing, pleading against the strap in her mouth.
He stood and leaned in, nuzzling her ear with his nose. “You’re doing so good, Mina. Being such a good girl for me. I’m going to make good on my promise now, yes?”
She whimpered. Her cheeks were wet. His tongue darted out and tasted the salt of her tears.
“You want that, don’t you? My cock buried deep?” He reached between her legs and gave her clit a gentle smack.
She jerked then nodded vigorously.
“When I remove your gag, are you going to apologize?” Her expression morphed suddenly to one of defiance. “No? Maybe I should remove it anyway and put you on your knees, stuff your mouth full of my cock. Yes?”
Something that sounded a lot like, I’ll bite it off if you don’t put it in me right now, had him huffing with affection.
“My little demon.” He brushed a possessive hand through her mussed hair. “I’m going to ask again. When I remove that gag, are you going to apologize?”
“No.” That was was clear enough.
“Something tells me you want to, and are merely being defiant. Have I not punished you enough?”
She shook her head. Gods. She was playing with him. Damned if he’d be the one to give in first.
“I thought of you every day,” he said, lazily sliding his fingers through her folds, then rewarding her as he pushed one inside.
“I thought of you every moment. I thought of you before I fell asleep, each night. I jerked my cock to thoughts of you, imagined it was your hands on me, your wicked little mouth. I imagined a thousand scenarios where you forgave me for what I’d done.
But something tells me, when you do forgive me, it will be sweeter than anything I could have dreamed. Am I right?”
He pressed a second finger inside her.
A wash of indecision spread across her expression, but there was enough there that he saw it. She would forgive him, and perhaps she already had.
“Good girl. I’m going to let you come now.
” Standing, he worked her with his fingers.
He slicked the thumb of his other hand through her arousal.
He paused at the ring of muscle at her ass, begging to be breached, then pressed in.
She moaned in pleasure, arching her back to further accommodate him.
The moment he filed both holes, she jerked and cried out, then instantly contracted around him.
He couldn’t help the warm satisfaction bursting in his chest. He’d gone too easy on her, letting her have that one. But damn, it felt good knowing he could please her like this.
Before she had the chance to fully come down from her high, he tore at the ties on his pants, his cock springing free. A groan spilled from his mouth. He planted himself at her entrance and took her with a single thrust.
She cried out at the sudden intrusion.
It had been more than a month since he’d filled her and fucking fuck fuck fuck. She felt good. His entire body seized and he stilled, his breaths ragged. His balls tightened, his seed threatening to shoot up his cock. He needed a moment to collect himself or he’d explode in a single thrust.
Slowly, torturously, he pulled out to the head, then slammed back inside her.
She moaned, the sound long and drawn out, his needy witch.
He buried himself again, all the way to the hilt.
So deep, just like he’d promised, to ensure that she forgot she’d ever been angry with him.
So that he forgot how incensed he was for her, because in reality, he was fucking weak for this female.
His hips took up a relentless pace, pushing everything from his mind but the promise of all consuming pleasure. A familiar tingling sensation formed at the base of his spine, radiating outward. He flexed the muscles in his legs, pounding into her harder.
His body went rigid, his seed sizzling up the length of his shaft.
He roared his release just as another captured Mina, taking them both.
Stars danced in his vision, making him light headed.
He braced a hand on the wall to keep steady.
Mina went limp. He hooked a bracing arm around her middle, holding her unconscious form to him as his cock pulsed a few more times in her warm cunt, spilling what remained of him.
Then he took several deep breaths, inhaling the scent of her.
He made quick work of the straps restraining her, using one hand to replace her pants and then his own. He scooped her perfect, unconscious form into his arms and kicked the stable door open, striding out into the night.
He didn’t care that Kam Tierney was waiting on the opposite side of the courtyard, or that the male had probably heard everything. He merely gave him a nod to let him know he could finish with the horses. Then he took his witch and carefully put her to bed. In their bed. Right where she belonged.