Page 126 of The Eighth Isle

“What’s that?” I asked, confused, but only for a second. Because Grey moved and then that leather tie was secured around my wrist, and Grey was tying the other end to the corner of the bed frame.

“Grey!” I cried out, but he was already working the knot on the other side, and around my other wrist, too, lightning fast because he knew I’d stop him if I could.

“I’ve been dreaming about tying you up like this, baby,” he said when he came between my legs again, smiling mischievously, still hard, and very much naked.

“Please, Grey,” I said, wrapping my legs around him, trying to thrust my hips up, completely lost.

But he pushed me down again, then wrapped the sheets around my ankle, slowly this time, and tied my leg to the edge of the bed, too.

One, then the other, while he held my eyes and grinned, then came up and looked at my body, at the nightgown and my soaked panties…

“These have to go.”

I cried out again when he tore them off me, then continued to beg him to let me move.

Instead, he thrust his fingers inside me all the way.

I held myself from coming, but only barely. My pussy squeezed around his fingers tightly and Grey growled as he curved them up, massaging his way in and out of me slowly.

“Faster,” I breathed, and when I tried to move my hips, he pressed his other hand against my pelvis and held me down.

That made the feel of his fingers infinitely better. He began to pump them in and out of me faster, and I didn’t even have any more voice left to scream with. I just kept my mouth open and my breath held and my eyes closed. My body shook the entire bed while Grey finger-fucked me, and I came so hard I might have blacked out for a moment. The way he was pressing on my pelvis was just right, and the speed and depth his fingers reached was perfection. It was impossible to hold back even if I’d tried.

Darkness in front of my eyes, and I didn’t see anything for a little while as my heart raced and I tried to catch my breath.I didn’t see anything, but I felt Grey over my body, kissing up my stomach and licking my nipples, then coming up higher, his knees on either side of my body. I blinked the blur away because the need to see what he was doing was too strong—or maybe it was this crazy, insane desire that was still burning me from under my skin?

I had no idea what the hell was happening, but I took it because there was no space in my head for anything else other than Grey right now. Fucking Grey. Touching Grey. Being devoured by Grey all day every day—that’s it.

He was kneeling so close to my face, his legs to the sides of my torso, his cock right there, hard and slightly curved, the tip so smooth and pink I was salivating already.

“I’m going to fuck your mouth now, too, before I move to your ass,” he said. “All you can do is watch how I have my way with you. Just watch.”

I moaned in complaint and I was going to tell him to please reconsider, take those leather ties and the sheets off me so I could touch him—but I never got the chance.

Grey grabbed my chin in his hand, said, “Open wide,” and thrust his cock inside my mouth.

I gagged and my eyes filled with tears instantly. He was in my mouth, pressing his hips down harder until I felt him down my fucking throat—and Ineverwanted him to stop.

God, it hurt so good. It felt incredible, especially when he began to move, calling my name, whispering praise to me, telling me how good his cock looked in my mouth. Just as good as it felt.

I tried to raise my head, take him in and lick him again when he moved back, but Grey didn’t let me. He meant what he said, and he’d taken control now. He grabbed the hair on the top of my head and rested his other hand on the headboard, and he set his own pace.

The entire bed moved with his violent thrusts. The tip of him constantly pressed on the back of my throat. I felt him holding back and I wished he wouldn’t because I could take it. Iwantedhis worst right now, but my mouth was busy and he had my arms and legs tied so I couldn’t let him know. I could break the frame of the bed easily if I wanted—it was only wood. But it was a different kind of thrill to be tied up like this, to not be able to move and grab him, to give up all control, so I stayed put.

Even though the tears kept on coming, I could still make out his face, the way he looked down at me as he held onto the wall, his parted lips and extended fangs, his bloodshot eyes and disheveled hair that gave him a dark, incredibly sexy aura.

When his wings exploded on his back, taking away half the sunlight streaming in through the windows, I knew he was close.

My God, he looked so good. Like an angel of death come to claim my soul, which I’d willingly surrendered to him completely. He began to slow down his thrusts, too, and less than a minute later, he barked,“Swallow, baby. Every last drop.”

He came in my mouth and I did exactly as he ordered, happy, but still far from satisfied.

The sheets werein my mouth and I closed my eyes, held onto the leather that tied my wrists to the bed still.

Grey had only taken a moment to wipe the cum that had slipped from the corners of my mouth when he came, and then he moved me again, so fast I was dizzy.

This time, I didn’t even complain or tell him to stop—if he kept handling me like this I’d submit forever. There was no reason to want anything else—he was going to please me to thefullest regardless of what I asked, and I trusted him a hundred percent, so it was easy.

Once he put me on my stomach, he tied me to the bed frame again, spreading my legs apart as far as they’d go, the sheets tight around my ankles and shins.

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