Page 28 of Tear Me Down
A feral groan escapes his lips. Both turning up my internal heat and shooting ice down my spine. Either he’s about to give me the best fuck of my life, or he’s going to edge me until I die. Either way, I’ll be leaving this world a happy woman.
Chapter eleven
Damien
“Need to come that badly, baby?” I graze my hand along her stomach, tracing my fingers across her sensitive skin and traveling lower with every pass. My touch is soft enough to make her tremble, but not harsh enough to give her what she wants. I’ve never witnessed my woman touch herself. Well, in person anyway, and I’m not going to miss the opportunity. “Do you know how fucking hard it was to watch you caress yourself that night? How badly I wanted to storm into that small apartment and show you what I could do for you?” I grip her hand in mine, my large digits curling around hers as I slide our hands down her soft body, inching closer and closer to what she desires. “Show me what I missed out on, baby. Show me how you touch yourself.”
The moment our hands are close enough, I feel her fingers move, reaching out and swirling around that delicious clit as the motions control my own hand. She lets out a loud moan and melts into me, her soft hair draping over my shoulder as she flings her head back.
“That’s it, little wolf. Get loud. Tell everyone down there who you fucking belong to,” I growl, my lips grazing the shell of her ear.
“You…” she whimpers.
“That’s not very loud.” I pinch her clit with her own fingers, demanding more.
“You!” she cries out as she thrusts in our hands, and I can practically feel her pussy clenching as her body tenses.
“That’s right.” I move my index finger to accompany hers, moving with the same pace and pressure that she had herself. “That’s right, baby.” My middle finger then moves to her entrance, teasing the hole slightly, but never sliding in. She’s so wet that it glides with ease, coating my fingers and practically dripping down my hand. “Did you see how all of those men would crumble at your feet?” She thrusts again, silently begging me to slip inside, but I pull back instead, soliciting a high-pitched whine from her lips. “And if they don’t fall?” I bite her neck, just below her jaw. “I’ll fucking make them.”
“Damien, please…” she begs and slips her own hand back down, borderline desperate. I feel so invigorated. So energetic, and I’m not ready for our little display to end. I quickly jerk her hand up, grasping it in mine and holding it away from her body.
“Who the fuck said you could get yourself off?” She whines again and pushes back against me, that firm, perfect ass smashing my hard dick. So, I push back, giving her another small taste before pulling away. I keep her hand in my grasp, holding her still as I bring what I grabbed up to my mouth.
The coolness of the duct tape grazes my lips before I bite onto the loose end. A ripping noise rings through the air as I pull the roll out, causing her to jump. She obviously wasn’t expecting the noise, but I don’t give her much time to react. I pull her hand behind her, and my perfect, submissive woman falls in line by throwing her other hand in the same place, sending a thrill through my body. I tape them together, wrapping it around tight enough to restrain her but not to harm her.
“Who will you think of when you touch yourself?” I mumble in her ear.
“You…”
“That’s right. So, even when it’s your fingers doing the work, who gets you off?”
“You do…”
I hum in approval as I run my hands down her body, feeling every dip and curve before I round that desirable ass and deliver a fierce slap. She yelps and then moans as I soothe the sting with my palm.
“Everyone will know, soon enough, that I’m the only way this body finds release.” I plant my hand between her shoulders and push her forward, bending her over the railing and presenting her perfect cunt. It glistens from the lights above us, showcasing her desperation. “I love how wet you get for me. Did me claiming you in front of all of those men turn you on, little wolf?” I shove two fingers inside of her, curling them upward and hitting her sweet spot. She moans loudly and pushes back against me again—needing more.
I kick her legs apart, spreading her to each post and sinking her lower onto my fingers. She hisses with relief and clenches around me, rocking against my hand before I pull myself away again.
“Don’t you fucking come yet,” I demand. She groans in frustration, and fuck, that does something to me. It makes me feel more powerful than anything else ever has.
Kneeling behind her, I tape her ankles to the metal bars, ensuring that she can’t close her legs and stays open and ready for me. My face is so close to her exposed cunt that it has me salivating, but this is about more than her pleasure. It’s about her submission. Her vows. The unwavering loyalty she’s promised me. So, instead of diving into her delectable arousal, I only swipe the tip of my tongue against her folds, causing her to tremble, before I stand back up.
“You live in our home.” I slap her pussy, causing her to jump and cry out. “You wear my family’s ring.” Another slap and another cry, building even more energy throughout my already vigorous body. “You come on my cock.” One more slap before I dive my fingers back inside her, feeling her clench tightly. “But I’m a needy, possessive bastard, baby. Tell me what else I want.” I pull out and pinch her clit, listening devotedly as she yelps again and clenches her fists together.
“Everything…”
“I’m going to need specifics this time, my love.” I slap her pussy again, the sharp motion grazing her clit.
“God, Damien. Please. I need to come. It hurts…” she whines. Her entire body is shaky and tense. The build-up is clearly starting to overstimulate her.
“Tell me what I want first.” I rub her hip again, trying to soothe some of the ache before I rile her back up.
“You want my soul…” she forces out.
“Oh, my sweet girl, I already have that.” I lean down and bite her ass cheek, sure to put enough pressure to bruise, before I stand back up. “What else? Come on, baby. Fight through the arousal and put your brain back together. Think.” She’s crumbling. Pushing back against me and melting into a puddle in my hands. She’s not going to respond and is clearly too clouded to speak more than a few words. There’s only one thing on her mind, and I can’t decide if feeling her come around my cock is more enticing than teasing her.
I run my hands over her taut, gorgeous body, admiring every inch of her soft skin.My little wolf loves being commanded, and the fact that my violence also arouses her does something to me. Turns me into something unholy. I continue to roam her landscapes, every depth and valley, until I reach her lower back just above her ass. I swipe my thumbs in an outward motion across her skin, pressing just enough to grip her.
