Page 160 of All Your Hate

There’s a moment of quiet as he stares deep into my soul, setting his claws in deep and dragging them over my old scars. He sees all of me and he’s claimed all of me. Now it’s time for me to claim him.

Obediently he lies on his back and I take the rope, fastening it around his wrists and wrapping the end around the headboard. Pulling it tight, he grunts as I stretch his arms high above his head.

After testing his bindings out Noah gives me a dark smile when he finds he can’t break free. “Good job, my love. You’ve got me right where you want me so fuck me. Use my body. It’s yours. All of me belongs to you.”

I climb on top of him and slide my pussy back and forth along his stiff cock, making sure each piercing grazes my clit each time. Using his toned stomach for support I get myself off without letting him enter me. His muscles are tight with restraint as he keeps his body still for me.

“How does it feel?” he asks breathlessly.

“So. Fucking. Good,” I say with each buck of my hips. Bringing one hand to my breast, I tease my nipple slowly, moaning loudly from the pleasure. Then I do the same for the other. I’m close again already. My clit overly sensitive from his tongue’s assault a few moments ago.

“Sit on it,” he demands.

I shake my head and lift my hips. Grunting in frustration, he follows me by arching his back. That long cock of his desperate to find entrance in me.

“Little viper. Sit your ass down and come on my dick.” He sounds angry now, full of so much pent-up frustration and come.

Hopping off him, I kneel between his legs. I’m close to doing exactly what he wants and letting him fuck another orgasm out of me. But I won’t give him such easy satisfaction. He’s going to have to work hard for it. Work hard for me.

“You know what I’m in the mood for?”

He lifts his hips again as he licks his lips in anticipation. I grab his cock and slowly start to pump him. More precum leaks from the tip and I wipe my finger across it, being sure to flick the piercing there. I know he loves the pain.

After licking my finger clean, I say, “Something salty. Something that’s really going to make a mess as it drips all over me. All over my hands and mouth. Maybe down my chest if I’m not careful.”

“Fuck, Wynter, I’m going to explode if you keep that up,” he grinds out through clenched teeth.

I let him go and step to the side of the bed. He whines in protest and I smile innocently at him. “Ice cream. That's what I want. What were you thinking of? I hope you still have the sea salt one in the freezer. That one’s my favorite. So salty and creamy. So delicious.”

“Fucking ice cream?”

I start walking backwards toward the door and his eyes darken as he tugs at his restraints.

“Little viper, if you’re not on my cock in the next two seconds I’m going to—”

“Going to what? There’s nothing you can do like that.” I flash him a smug smile before disappearing around the corner.

Once I’m out of sight, I have to take a deep breath. I’ve never been in charge like this before and the heady power trip it’s giving me is intoxicatingly good. It’s something I could definitely get used to.

My thighs are slick when I press them together to try and ease the ache between them. Noah’s groans and shouts for me onlymaking it worse. Pressing my back to the wall I slide my fingers over my pussy and bite back a whimper.

“When I get out of this I’m going to fuck your ass, little viper. I’m going to make that final piece of you mine!” There's no anger in his tone, just promise. Secretly I want him to break free so he can do just that and make me completely his. Or maybe he’d be completely mine?

That ice cream might not actually be a bad idea after all. I need to cool down.

Downstairs I take my time to find the tub. I grab a spoon and eat it as I head back into the bedroom.

Noah’s still rock hard, but he’s not thrashing around like I expected him to be. Instead, he lies completely still with his hands above his head.

The way he looks at me makes my entire body shiver.

“Miss me?” I ask, licking the spoon clean.

“Wynter,” he says tersely. “You ready to stop playing games and fuck me? Or do I need to come over there and teach that bratty little ass of yours a lesson?”

I laugh and eat another scoop. “You’re at my mercy tonight, remember?”

He growls in response, his eyes shining. I know that look. He’s got something planned. But what?

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