Page 27 of Tamed for Her Pleasure

My nostrils flare, and my cock jerks, leaking an enthusiastic gush of pre-cum.

I don’t hesitate. Her belt is around her wrists. Not too tight, but tight enough. I want her to feel trapped, to be dependent upon me—to trust.

Lifting her, I drop her onto the bed, wasting no time securing her bound wrists to the sturdy bed frame above her head.

She huffs a breath and scowls at me as she tugs upon it.

A grin spreads across my face. “That’s better, isn’t it?”

“You did not mention tying me to the bed!” Her eyes are a mixture of heat and wary.

She finds it hard to let go.

“Now, where was I?” I say.

Her boots come off one at a time, landing with a thud against the wooden floor. Her pants and panties are stripped from her next.

And here I pause, kneeling between her spread legs.

She jumps as I wrap my fingers around her upper thighs. Not wanting to spook her, I slide them slowly down, over her knees and down until I reach her ankles.

Something tells me she will fight this…

“Oh! You cannot mean to…” She tries to jerk her ankle from my hold, fixes me with a haughty glare, and thrashes in earnest.

“Too late, little girl. You have already offered your submission.” I grin and let her wear herself out. Then I pull her ankles to the left side, collecting the chain and cuff that hangs there.

“What are you… Oh, really? You just happen to have cuffs there? Do not dare to be presumptuous and bind me like you do your hussies. I will stab you in the heart!”

I chuckle. Perhaps it is foolhardy to presume she will not stab me in the heart when I eventually must let her go. I secure one ankle to the left and then the other to the right, leaving a little slack in the narrow chain attached to the bedpost. Done, I stop and admire my work.

“You… barbarian!” she hisses at me.

I shrug one shoulder—she is not wrong.

“There is only one hussy in my life now, and I plan to claim her as my mate. But first, I have a mind to enjoy a little snack.”

She bucks.

I spread out on the bed before her, clamp one arm over her abdomen to keep her still and get my nose right up close. I sniff, drawing in her aroused scent before parting her pussy lips so I can see the slick treasure between.

“You have a tasty cunt,” I say. “I may be here for some time.” And then I lower my head and gorge myself, getting my tongue right up inside her before I flatten it and swipe it over her clit.

Her growls of fury turn to groans of pleasure as I eat her out, seeking to imprint myself on every inch of her slick little pussy. It is not boasting on my part to say I have some skills in this. If my memory serves me right, her stuttered breaths indicate she is about to… she thrashes her head and moans as she comes. Her arousal gushes over my waiting tongue.

I am far from satisfied, and I go at her again.

My cock leaks all over the furs, jerking, demanding I claim her as mine. I want to consume her, and I revel in her pleasure sounds and mumbled nonsense. I slide two fingers inside her, curving them up and petting the front wall until I find the magic place that makes her twitch.

“Goddess!”

There, that is the spot. I circle my tongue around her fat little clit as I pet her inner wall. She is fucking tight but also slick from my attention. Soon her pussy is making filthy squelchingnoises as I begin to thrust my fingers in and out roughly to aid in opening her up. It is going to be a struggle for her to take me. Certainly, she will need to build up to my knot.

“Be a good girl,” I say between licks. “I’m going to need to work you up to taking all my cock.”

“Oh, oh, oh,” she mutters.

I thrust a third finger inside her, latch my lips on her swollen clit, and suck.

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