Page 96 of Dark Bonds

I yelped when his hand came down on the outside of my thigh. I looked at him, brow furrowed, wondering what the hell I’d done.

“Where are we?”

“Shit. Yes, Sir.”

“That’s more like it. Will I need to remind you again?”

“No, Sir.”

“Good girl. Now, what shall I do to you tonight, hmm?” he asked, scratching his chin.

He took out a blindfold and slipped it over my eyes. I lay on the bed, listening to him open and shut drawers and doors. I tried to guess what he was taking out but firmly believed he was opening and shutting shit just to fuck with me. I waited patiently… well, patiently, for me… for him to come back to me. When he finally did, he traced something up my legs and I shivered. I was fairly certain it was my favorite split-tongue crop.

He pinched and rolled each nipple between his fingers. I shuddered when he pushed my tits together and drew both nipples into his mouth at once, sucking deeply until they formed hard peaks. I winced when a clamp was attached to each of them causing the most delicious pinch. His hard length pressed against my thigh as his tongue swept mine. I moaned, arching my hips up to meet his.

“Now, now, baby girl. I decide when you get your pleasure. Keep it up and I just might make you wait until tomorrow.”

“No! Please don’t,” I begged. “I’m sorry, Sir.”

I let out a sigh of relief when he moved to kiss my neck, moving all the way down to my clit. His tongue lashed it again and again until I was panting and doing my best not to climax. If I did without his permission, God only knows how he would react. When he sucked my clit into his mouth, I nearly lost it. I whimpered when his mouth left my pussy and realized, a little too late, that the nipple clamps had been the ones also equipped with a clit clamp.

“Oh, fuck!”

I cried out as his cock pierced me in one hard motion. My God this man knew how to fuck.

And he’s all mine.

I pulled against my restraints, wanting nothing more than to wrap my legs around his waist and mark him as mine with my nails. I groaned as he pulled up on the chain that connected the three clamps. He pummeled me with his cock and my pleasure climbed to unparalleled levels. He swelled within me, seeming impossibly harder than he already was, his release just as close to mine.

“Come for me, baby girl,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear.

His permission was enough for me to let go of the orgasm I’d been hanging on to. Pleasure burst through me like lightning and my release seemed almost neverending. He shot so much seed deep in my channel that when he pulled out, it came flooding out, pooling around my ass. He removed the clamps, first gently running his tongue around my nipples and then soothing my clit as well. Unfastening my wrists and ankles, he pulled the blindfold off and pulled me close.

“I love you,” he murmured against my neck.

“Mmm, I love you too… and not just because of your big dick,” I grinned.

“Leave it to you to take a heartfelt moment and talk about my dick.”

“I felt it was important to pay credence to one of your best assets.”

I tried desperately to keep my laughter at bay, but the look on his face was just too priceless. Once I started to laugh, it was impossible to stop. Tears were running down my cheeks and then he couldn’t keep his laughter in either. I was so grateful that he had a good sense of humor. Minutes later, after we’d finally calmed down, he picked me up and carried me upstairs to our bedroom. Soon enough I would have a band on my finger to go with the engagement ring and this man would be mine forever.

* * *

My mother was horrified when I told her I would be wearing a blood-red satin dress. Now, though, on my wedding day, she finally seemed to understand it. The ankle-length dress had a fitted bodice, my tits barely contained. There was a slit that went to mid-thigh and a gorgeous pair of red strappy heels. Raven and Sasha’s dresses were similar to mine in style but were a beautiful silver satin. Raven had done my hair in a series of braids wrapped around into a stunning updo. Sasha had done my makeup a little more dramatic than usual, fitting for the evening ceremony.

They were my bridesmaids and Jason had chosen Seb, Chase, and Nico to stand up for him. We kept the guest list short, neither of us wanted to deal with a huge affair. To even out the opposite sides of our lives, our Club Inhibition friends had thrown us an engagement party at the club. Tonight, we would be married on the beach. The groomsmen had worked to put together a path and platform so that our heels wouldn’t sink into the sand. The last thing I needed was to fall on my ass on my wedding day. In the big moments like this, I missed my father horribly. Thankfully, my stepdad was willing to step up.

The one cliché we gave into was the use of white twinkle lights. Those, along with lanterns, lit the path and the platform we would be married on. Before I knew it, it was time for me to make my way down the aisle. Raven went first with Seb on one arm and Chase on the other. Sasha and Nico went next. Finally, I started down the aisle, clinging to my stepdad’s arm. I had no doubts about marrying Jason. We loved each other irrevocably and were meant to be together. Nevertheless, I was nervous, praying that nothing would go wrong.

“Relax, sweetheart,” my father whispered. “Jason is a wonderful man and you two are perfect for each other.”

“I know, Daddy. Maybe brides are just supposed to be nervous by default.”

“I imagine that’s the case. Now, before he thinks you’re doing a runner, let’s get you down the aisle.”

“I’m ready. Thank you, Daddy.”

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