Page 219 of Hate Mates

“Good girl.”

My body responds to his praise in the way I expect, and Benji must be able to feel it as his eyes flutter and he moans.

“You like being called a good girl?”

“I have a praise kink, it would seem.”

Benji rewards me for using my words by returning his attention to me, his fingers increasing in speed as he thrusts into me.

I rock my hips to meet each thrust, and his tongue continues to torture my clit. It’s not long before I can feel my releasegetting closer, and I can already tell it’s going to be bigger than any I’ve had before.

Just as it’s about to hit, Benji holds his fingers still and pulls his mouth away. I cry out loudly as my pussy walls flutter, desperate for the release that wasso fucking close.

“What the fuck?” I shout, glaring at Benji, who looks smugger than ever.

“If you want to come, you have to beg me first. You only get to come if I say you do,” he says sternly, and my mouth drops open in shock.

“What?” I splutter, as he once again begins moving his fingers, overwhelming my senses.

“Beg me, Kitten. Be a good girl and beg me to let you come,” he growls when he feels me getting close again.

My head is swimming with confusion, and even though I want to ignore him, my body desperately craves release. So I give in to temptation and do as I’m told, letting the devil lead me astray.

“Please… Please, can I come?”

He smiles up at me as he continues to lick my clit, curving his fingers in just the right way. My whole body is overheating and my stomach is twisting in knots. My hands curl into fists, and I pull the rope on all four limbs as taut as they can go, ignoring the burn they’re causing on my skin.

Benji doesn’t answer, he just keeps fucking his fingers into me at a relentless pace as he sucks my clit into his mouth. I know he wants to hear me beg, and I’m so desperate to come, I turn into the good girl he wants me to be.

“Please, sir. Please… I really need… I really want to come. Can I come? Please, can I come?” With each plea, I sound more desperate and frantic, and the glint in his eyes gets brighter.

I notice movement out of the corner of my eye, and I look down to see that Benji has pulled out his cock, and he’s fistinghimself at the same pace he’s using on me. I’m torn between watching him stroke himself or devour me.

“You can come, Kitten. Come on my tongue like a good girl,” he tells me, and they’re the words I’ve been waiting for.

As soon as I have his permission, I let go and my orgasm hits. It hits harder than it ever has before, and my body trembles and jerks as my eyes flutter. My release rushes through me in the best way, and Benji uses his fingers and mouth at a much slower pace to pull the last of my orgasm from me.

When I start to come down, I desperately gasp for breath, my whole body feeling sated in a way it never has before. I feel both tingly and content at the same time.

Benji pulls his fingers from my sore pussy, making me whimper, before he runs his tongue along my slit, soothing the soreness. I look down to see that he’s blown his load into his own hand, and I can’t help but feel a little proud that I did that without even touching him.

He looks up at me with a big smile on his face as he licks the fingers that were inside me clean. When he’s finished, he sits back on his knees and stares at me in a way that heats me up all over again.

“That was so fucking hot. I can just imagine how tight you’ll feel around my dick.”

I can’t help but laugh at how smug he looks, and that just makes him smile. My heart races when he leans over my body slowly, lowering himself until his face is hovering just above mine.

He freezes there for a moment, and we both just stare at each other, panting a little heavier than usual as we try to catch our breaths. He leans down and captures my lips with his for the first time.

It’s a deep, soul-searing kiss that has my toes curling. I pull on my ropes, desperate to touch him, to hold him close so he can’t get away.

When he pulls back slightly, he gives me the sweetest smile I didn’t think someone as dangerous as him was capable of, but it quickly turns to that smirk of his.

“I think you have a phone call to make. It’s time to tell Daddy you’re staying here with me, and that we’re going to get married. You agree I won the bet, right?”

His eyes bore into mine, and it’s not hard to miss the challenge in them. He knows he blew my mind more than anyone else ever has. He also knows I’m not about to see death as a viable option anytime soon, but that means I have to agree to stay here with him… To marry him.

Am I ready for that?

I’m not sure I’ll ever be ready, but there’s something about Benji that makes me want to stick around and find out. I might be making a deal with the devil, but I like playing with fire.

“You better untie me so I can make the call.”

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