Page 24 of A Dark Infinity

“You will,” I say cockily. “Sit tight.”

With those words, I dart to the kitchen and prepare a plate of food for her. Of course, I keep my eyes peeled on my phone, tracking her every movement. Well, she isn’t moving, not much anyway. When I return, she’s still in the same spot, the only difference is that the sheet is now covering her bottom half.

I hold the plate out to her, and she food skeptically, but hunger eventually wins out over her reluctance. As she eats, silence hangs heavily between us. She keeps eyeing me like she thinks I’m going to pounce, but I don’t. I sit still apart from handing her the glass of water when she asks for it.

When she’s done eating she leans back with a satisfied sigh. Her eyes find mine through the mask, and she raises an eyebrow and folds her arms across her chest. Her delicious tits look amazing when squeezed together like that.

“So if I never say your name you’ll keep that mask on until you die, is that really our plan? If so, I have to say I’m somewhat disappointed. I thought you’d have bigger plans.”

I can’t help but chuckle at Lark’s snarky comment, her defiance only fueling my amusement. “You think you have me all figured out, don’t you?” I retort, my voice low and tinged with amusement. “But you forget, Lark, I’m full of surprises.” With a swift motion, I blindfold her, securing the fabric tightly around her head. “You’ll keep that on at all times,” I command, my tone firm. “Or there will be consequences.”

I can sense her apprehension as she nods silently in response. She may be defiant, but she’s also smart enough to understand the gravity of the situation.

“Say it,” I rumble, not satisfied with the nod.

“Say what?” she hisses.

A smile tugs the corners of my lips up. “You know what,” I rasp as I bite the shell of her ear.

Lark gasps and her arms fall to her side. I quickly take advantage of the access and cup her tits. Kneeling next to the bed, I latch on to her nipple, licking and nipping at the peeked flesh.

“Mhmm, E…” She almost moans my name, but at the last moment she stops herself from saying it. What a pity.

Removing the mask from my face, I take a moment to savor the feeling of freedom, the cool air against my skin a stark contrast to the suffocating confines of the mask. “I think I want to come on your tits,” I say casually, opening my pants and shoving them down my legs. My boxers are next, and it doesn’t take long before I’m fisting my dick in my hand.

“You wouldn’t,” she snaps, sounding more intrigued than put off.

I squeeze the base of my cock and begin to fuck my hand. Holding my free hand under Lark’s mouth, I rasp, “Spit.” After a moment's hesitation, she does as I ask and spit into my hand. “So you can behave, Little Bird,” I command while lathering my dick in her saliva.

My Little Bird shifts on the bed, pushing her legs together like she’s trying to alleviate the pressure I’m sure is building between her legs. When it doesn’t help, she lies back down on the bed. “Can I touch myself, too?” she practically begs.

“Of course,” I groan.

Lark cups one tit, rolling the nipple between two fingers while her other hand finds her pussy. When she spreads her legs I can see her arousal glinting on her pussy lips. The sight is so fucking hot I almost nut right there and then.

“Finger your cunt,” I demand. My Little Bird slides two fingers into her heat and moans. “That’s it. Let me hear how good it feels.”

She moans louder and tug harder on her nipple while her fingers noisily fuck her hole. “It felt better when you did it,” she whines, making me smile.

Though I’m tempted to give her what she wants, I don’t. She hasn’t earned my cock or fingers. So instead I fuck my hand faster, not easing up until I feel my balls draw up and a tingling sensation at my lower back.

“Fuck,” I groan. I move closer so my cock is aimed straight at her tits. “I’m gonna paint your tits with my cum.”

She moans and begs for my cum while riding her fingers. “Please. I want you to shower me in your cum. All over my body, Et…” Again she stops herself, but we’re getting closer.

I stroke myself to the sight of her fingering her needy cunt. “I’m coming,” I groan as my cum shoots out of my dick, coating her neck, tits, and stomach in my essence.

“I’m so close… almost there… I need… I…” My Little Bird arch her back and squeeze her thighs together, crying out as she comes.

What a fucking sight. She looks so fucking beautiful as she comes with my cum covering her. My dirty bird.

I walk over to the door, locking it and taking the key with me before switching the lights off. Before returning to the bed, I activate the motion sensors on my phone app. Then I lie down next to her. I turn her to the side and pull her flush against me so my spent dick is nestled between her ass cheeks.

“I need a shower,” she complains.

Grinning, I reply, “You should have thought about that before getting dirty.”

She huffs. “If I promise not to remove the blindfold, can’t I just go clean up quickly?”

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