Page 50 of Emperor of Lust

Damian hisses as his cock hits the back of my throat. I gag a little, but the pure adrenaline that explodes through me when he grips my hair tighter and rocks his hips against my mouth has me fighting to keep him there.

He rolls his hips back, sliding his slick, throbbing cock from my mouth. I moan when I feel the swollen head drag over my bottom lip before he roughly pushes right back inside.

My eyes roll back behind the silk, my body tingling and squirming as Damian starts to fuck my mouth.

“Good girl,” he groans, thrusting in and out slowly, letting the head almost pop out from between them before he guides it into the back of my throat again. “Such a pretty little mouth wrapped around my big fucking dick.”

I feel him lean over me and I flinch, moaning with my mouth full of his cock when his palm cracks across my bare ass. He does it to the other cheek, spanking mehard, sending fire chasing over my tender skin. I whine as I find myself swallowing his dick deeper, choking on him as moans tumble from my lips and spit drips down my chin.

His hand spanks my ass again before it slowly slides down between my thighs from behind. I whimper eagerly, arching my back as his fingers tease over my pussy, parting my lips. Then I moan loudly when he sinks two fingers into me, thrusting them in and out as he grabs my braid and starts to fuck my mouth even harder.

Lewd, wetglucksounds fill the room as Damian fucks me from both ends, turning me into a puddle. My back arches, my body quivering as I thrust back and forth on his fingers and his cock.

Suddenly, his fingers slide out. With a low groan, he pulls his pulsing cock from my gasping, hungry mouth. His hand cups my jaw, and when his fingers trace my lips, I instantly knowwhichhand it is.

“Taste how fucking messy your cunt gets for me, Kitsune,” he growls roughly in my veiled darkness. “Taste how fucking greedy your little hole is.”

I’m shaking as two slick fingers slip between my lips and push over my tongue, sinking deep into my mouth.

I tastegood.

Damian keeps his fingers there, stroking my tongue as his thumb lifts my chin. Suddenly, I feel his lips on me, his mouth kissing the corner of mine. His tongue pushes in along with his fingers, dueling and dancing, tasting my slickness on my fingers alongside me, utterly invading my mouth.

My body clenches and coils, my thighs squeezing tight with an aching need formore.

Damian chuckles low as he pulls away. His fingers stroke my lips, then glide over my jaw, then my neck as he starts to walk behind me again.

“Such aneagerlittle fuck toy,” he murmurs quietly, his voice venom and silk. “But all this squirming around is a problem.”

I tremble when his hand slides up the small of my back, teasing up my spine before pausing between my shoulder blades.

“Let’s do something about that.”

Damian suddenly shoves me forward, pushing my face into the cushion and loosening the rope around my wrists. The second they’re free, he grabs one and yanks that hand back, my arm pressing to the outside of my bent knee until my wrist is against my ankle.

Oh fuck…

My core tightens, adrenaline and need humming in my veins as he slowly and deliberately wraps the soft red rope around my ankle and wrist, binding them together. He pulls my other arm down to the other bent knee, binding those too.

The silky red rope coils and knots up my calves and my forearms. Pure lust courses through me like napalm as Damian deftly and sensually loops the rope around my thighs, my waist, cinching it at my hips and bringing a length of it up my spine.

I shudder when he loops it between and around my breasts, the soft rope wrapping around them tight against my skin, making my nipples ache and stiffen.

When I feel his fingertips tease down my hip and then slip away, I know he’s done.

I can’t move a muscle. But I’m trembling everywhere.

I gasp quietly as I feel his fingertips trace down the back of one of my thighs, then up to dance lightly over my ass, then down the other thigh. My body ripples and tingles as primal heat pools between my legs.

“I wish you could see yourself right now,” Damian growls quietly, almost reverently. “Like a perfect little fuck doll, all bound and tied. So pretty.”

He runs a finger across one of the ropes pressing into the skin of my thigh, making me tremble.

Suddenly, warm air teases over my bare pussy, making me gasp sharply. Then, without warning, I feel his tongue dragging up between my lips. I moan in pleasure, twisting and writhing against my bonds as Damian slowly, languidly, teases his tongue up and down my slit.

His lips wrap around my throbbing clit, sucking hard as his tongue curls around the aching bud. I cry out, choking out my pleasure as I strain at the ropes. It only makes them tighter.

More immobilizing.

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