Page 52 of Caged in Desire
Setting me down on the edge of my bed, I expect him to go get in on the other side, but instead, he spreads me open on the edge like he did on the counter earlier and kneels between my legs.
“What are you…ohfuck,”I whine as he licks from my ass all the way to my clit, giving it tiny kisses as I moan.
Chuckling, he murmurs between my legs as he alternates licking me and sucking on my lips.
“You have the most delicious pussy,” he says, lapping at the arousal that’s already started leaking out. “I know you worked yourself up in the bath, Kitten. This will help you sleep.”
“I’m so sore, though, Henry, I don’t know if I’ll be able to…”
A harsher suck on my clit makes me cry out, almost sobbing at the pleasure and pain.
“Shhh, little girl. Don’t tell me what you can or can’t do withmypussy. You don’t make decisions about your orgasms, remember? You agreed that I do. So be quiet and let Daddy take care of you.”
He stops his assault on my clit, soothing me with gentle licks. “If you’re impressed with how many orgasms you’ve had in the past few days, just wait until you see how many I can pull from you in the next hour.”
With that, his tongue becomes intentional, circling my clit with precision as he feasts on my pussy. The sensation is unlike anything I’ve felt before. Compared to the slower buildup from when he was inside me earlier, my core tightens almost instantly. I can’t help myself as I reach between my legs, grip his hair, and pull his head into me.
He’s persistent with his strokes. He’s not going slow, but he’s not rising to meet the frantic way my body demands as I shake and writhe around him. I feel like my heart will pump right out of my chest, and he’s taking his goddamn time. “Faster p...please.”
To my dismay, he completely stops, chuckling against my core. I’m sensitive enough that his every breath blows just enough air to have me jerking. “Such an impatient little kitten I have,” he growls, using a hand to flatten my stomach against the bed. “Now, be a good girl…lie back and take what Daddy gives you.”
He continues his circles, this time even more languid than before, but the pressure from where his hand rests on my lower stomach makes it feel…more. It doesn’t take long before I’m coming undone as this orgasm sends waves of pleasure washing through me for what feels like forever.
When I’ve finally stopped trembling, Henry stands, smiling down at me as he places my legs on the mattress. I relax under the sheets as he circles the bed, climbing in beside me. I’m about to snuggle up to him when he pulls the covers back, exposing my still naked body.
“That puts us even for the night, but I won’t settle for anything less than a 2:1 ratio.”
I’m about to question him when he yanks my legs up over his shoulders, peppering a line of kisses from my belly down back to my core. “That’s atleasttwo more for you tonight, little girl, so you better lie back and let me eat this delicious cunt until you fall asleep.”
I lie back as my husband keeps his word. I hold out as long as I can, but my body was already exhausted from the way he fucked it earlier this evening.
I’m drifting into a blissful sleep when I feel the bed dip beside me. Henry’s strong arms wrap around me, pulling me into his body before placing a kiss on my temple. “Sleep well, Kitten.”Then I’m falling away into a sea of warm skin, mint, vanilla, and my husband.
Chapter twenty-five
The dim light of a snowy winter’s morning filters through the curtains as I slowly blink myself awake. Realizing that I’m not in my own bed and I’m not alone, I smile and turn my head to look at my precious wife nestled in the crook of my arm. God, she’s perfect. Last night wasn’t what I would have imagined for our first time together, but she reacted to my monstrousness with a ferality all her own.My kitten, indeed.
After wearing us both out, I’m not surprised that I slept like the dead, but I’ve never felt so relaxed and peaceful in bed as when she’s in my arms. She’s facing away from me, using my bicep as a pillow, with both of her hands holding onto my much larger one. Her perfect ass is pressed against my hip, and based on her deep breathing, she’s exhausted and still fast asleep.
Unable to resist her, I gently roll to fully spoon her. Her only response is a little sleepy groan as she burrows further back into me. I’m not sure how I’m going to make it the rest of my life feeling so overwhelmed by this need to care for her. Dropping my face to the crook of her neck, I smell our bath oils, her naturalscent, andme.She smells like me, and I suppress a groan at how possessive it makes me feel.
Everything about how Katarina makes me feel is overwhelming. I expected us to be compatible, given how much time we’ve spent together getting to know one another, but having experienced the nuclear power of our coupling, well…she can’t get away from me now. She’s utterlymine.
As if she can sense my thoughts, my wife squirms against my hard cock pressed into the crevice of her ass. I wish I knew what she was dreaming about. Maybe pushing into her slowly in missionary, staring into her eyes and cradling her face between my hands. Or perhaps railing into her from behind, legs spread impossibly wide to accommodate me between them. Or maybe…
Gently moving my arm that she’s lying on, I hinge my elbow to allow my hand access to caress her breasts. Just barely skimming over her soft skin before moving to slowly circle a nipple that quickly pebbles under my touch. As Katarina’s hips continue to move in tiny circles against me, I can’t wait any longer to feel her again. After lifting her top leg up and over my knee, I move my dripping length to fit against her pussy, making sure to push every inch against her clit on the way by.
Fuck.
I can feel remnants of her cum leaking out from what a mess I left her in last night. It’s plenty of lubrication for her as she rubs herself up and down my cock like such a good girl, taking what she needs. Based on her moans, I can feel she's close to coming, so I pinch her nipple harder and move my other hand to her clit to help her along.
She keens, and her eyes pop open, looking so cute and confused about where she is and what’s happening, before she turns her head slightly to meet my gaze. Seeing me and then realizing she was grinding back and forth on my cock, her eyes roll back into her head as she lets go. Her low, almost painfulmoan of relief is music to my ears, and the gush of wetness that accompanies her release is necessary to make this part a little more bearable for her.
“Good morning, little girl. What were you dreaming about while you were riding Daddy’s cock, hmm?” I rasp into her ear, nipping on her neck just beneath. Holding her in place, I continue to thrust between her lower lips and rub lazy circles around her clit. She’s sore, so it’s going to hurt when I push inside her, no matter what, but the least I can do is make sure she’s as wet as possible.
She squeaks as I give a firm tap to her clit and tries to close her eyes, but there’s no escaping me. She’s going to look at me while I fuck her. I want to see her wince in pain, her pupils dilate in pleasure. I need to watch her react to everything I say to her, so I can make sure she knows that I mean every word.
“Katarina,” I growl. “Eyes on me. You’re going to be a good girl and look at me while I fuck you.”
