Page 104 of Tyrant

His attention goes back to his nipple. He walks me through the remaining steps of the piercing process and next thing I know, I’m looking at his broad, muscular chest, now complete with both nipples pierced. And if I thought one nipple pierced on Tyrant was sexy…

Fuck me.

Both nipples pierced is a whole new sensation for me. I’m lost in a state of total lust and admiration for Tyrant’s body. Muscles and piercings and then just knowing the size of his cock and what it can do to me. Knowing I’ve felt his cock in my hand, in my pussy, and even in the depths of my throat.

Only one place he hasn’t been… right…?

I shiver and start to search for his eyes so I can calm down a little, which I know is impossible to do. I’m too far engaged here. I’m too far—

Hands touch my neck and Tyrant is on the move. He lowers me down to the bed, on my back. I grab for the covers as my mind races out of control, every part of my body screaming for the first bit of attention from him.

He hovers over me for a second. Then he whispers…

“Your turn.”

Your.Turn. I guess a deal is a deal, right?

“It only hurts for a little bit,” Tyrant says.

“That doesn’t help me at all,Ty. I don’t like needles.”

“I don’t give a fuck,” he says.

He touches my left breast, massaging and squeezing. His thumb rubbing over my nipple again and again. It’s already painfully hard. I watch as his mouth moves down toward my nipple.

“Last time I can taste it without a piercing,” he says.

His lips touch my nipple and then he takes my breast into his mouth. I grab the bedsheets harder. My hips shiver and ache. He kisses and sucks so hard, I gasp and groan. I arch my back and whisper his name.

His teeth come together and he tugs at my nipple. Pain shoots through my chest up to my neck and over to my shoulder. Then it’s gone. His mouth is away from my body. He reaches for the clamp and I realize this is happening right now.

“Fuck,” I whimper.

“Breathe,claimed one. Fucking breathe. If you tense up and don’t fucking relax, you’ll make this worse.”

I blink fast and feel panic desperate to overtake my body. I’m starting to figure out here that Tyrant is a drug to me. In more than one way. He’s addictive and bad for me yet at the same time when I’m near him or I know he’s around, I feel safe and I’m able to calm myself. He’s like heroin mixed with Xanax and I can’t get enough.

Tyrant grabs my left breast and positions the clamp at my nipple. He squeezes tight, engaging the clamp so it holds in place. I suck in a breath at the rush of pinching pain, knowing this is just the start. He touches my chin and makes me look at him.

“You’re fucking okay,” he growls. “If you want to really feel pain, I can make that happen. This is nothing compared to the pain I’ve caused others.” He leans closer to me. “Don’t forget,claimed one, I’ve murdered people.”

That seems to be the kind of thing that if said to a woman she would do anything in her power to get the fuck away from theguy. But not me. Hearing Tyrant speak those words makes me wetter. Makes my body hotter. It makes him scarier and it makes me want him even more.

Tyrant isn’t wearing latex gloves. I should tell him to clean his hands or wear gloves. Be safe. Sterile. I just stare at him. Watching him move.

I glance at my nipple for a second and see it tightly pinched in the clamp. That’s when Tyrant picks up the piercing needle.

Holy fuck. This is happening.

Fuck.

Fuck…

I see the way he’s positioned and brace myself for not getting a warning. It’s better this way, definitely. Tyrant does not give me a warning. The needle touches my nipple and then is through my nipple, all in the same second.

My mouth falls open and I let out a weak whimper. My eyes fill with tears. Tyrant’s mouth collides with mine. He starts to kiss me, hard and fast. I groan into his mouth as my nipple throbs with insane pain. He pulls away with a wet kiss and gets back to work.

I stare forward across the room, stuck between pain, shock, and being turned on. I feel him pull the needle out of my nipple, replacing it with the bar that is now part of me.