Page 55 of Bottoms Up
Over and over in a vicious, cruel triangle of agony until my muscles shook with the effort of holding me up.
But I didn’t dare move without permission.
“One more round,” he warned. “Your pussy is next, but if you drop to the floor before you have leave to do so, it’ll besomuch worse.”
Fuck.
Having him in my head was going to be significantly more invasive than I’d realized. I was tempted to form my shields, but either I was open to him completely, or I wasn’t. I’d told him Ihave no secrets from him, and that meant trusting him to hear my thoughts.
Did hehearthem? Or did he just know them, somehow?
The flogger rained down the lashes harder, crueler. More screams ripped from me, raw and high and ragged.
“There we are,” he said when the scream ended. “If you’re thinking in complete sentences, I’m not hurting you anywhere near enough.”
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Julian
I carried her to the bed like something precious and fragile. Her body was hot to the touch, trembling with pain and arousal. I stretched her out on the mattress and bound her legs wide, ankles secured to the corners above her head, so her cunt was completely exposed — red, swollen, throbbing for more.
Her scent was salt and sweetness and need, and I let it coat the back of my tongue while I held the same cruel little flogger and waited a few beats for her fear and adrenaline to ramp up yet again.
She expected me to lay into her fast and furious, as I’d done before, but I worked her slowly, making every strike count. I didn’t want welts, not yet. Just enough sting to make her hips jolt, enough heat to bloom redder, deeper. I could hear her whimpering even before she made a sound.
Her thoughts gave her away. Her craving. Her need for me, forthis.
I put more muscle into it, harder and harder, but not faster. She’d be swollen and a thousand degrees, andneedy, when I finally sank into her.
I kept at it long enough to punish us both, my dick throbbing with need, her pussy flaming hot andbegging.
When I couldn’t wait another second, I took my time pressing into her, taking ownership of her all over again. Notherpussy, butmycunt, tight and pulsing and soaked.
I groaned aloud. It’d been too long. Too many months of distance and restraint. Rules and protocol.
She clenched around me and I pushed in deeper, savoring every inch.
When she was close to finding release, I bent to her neck and sank my fangs in, sliding the arousal cocktail into her bloodstream with expert control. Just enough to make her feel like she might fly apart. Just enough to make her crazy with desperation for a release I wouldn’t allow her.Not yet.
She bucked. Begged. Pleaded. I took small, careful sips. Her blood was exquisite. That impossible blend of savory masculine strength and delectable feminine sweetness, magic and wildness and need. No other tasted like her.
I fucked her slow and deep for at least fifteen minutes, holding her on the edge. Denying her. Keeping her right there, trembling and wordless. Watching her unravel.
Eventually, I released the chains and ordered her to knees and chest, and she moved to obey as if in a dream. Her breath came in panting gasps. When she was in place, her back arched instinctively, offering me more.
“Hold your cheeks open,piccolina.”
My tiny girl, with her tiny little asshole I was about to heat up with this wonderful little flogger of brutality.
I whipped her asshole until it was bright red, until she was grinding her ass in the air, lost in a haze of lust and arousal, unable to find release, unable to soothe all the heated places I’d created.
“Mia stellina, amore mio.” My little star, my love.
Watching the rock group tonight made me want to see my Silver perform in person even more, but tonight, she wasn’t a rockstar. Tonight, she was my little star. My treasure.
Mine.
And my littlestellinaneeded pain. I’d known she’d found a way to take the edge off her need, back when she’d had to be my Master. It had gutted me, not being allowed to see to her needs more than she allowed, but I understood. I hadn’t liked it, but it wasn’t my place to make decisions, only to follow hers with grace.
