Page 112 of Claimed By Blood

“Don’t come,” he growls. “Don’t you dare fucking come, princess.”

But I’m so close. The edge is rightthere.

I reach for it in another moment of rebellion—

And then the crop is gone. A second later, the vibrator follows, leaving me empty and clenching on nothing. I feel his stubble at the top of my thigh a second before an entirely different type of pain flashes through me.

His bite.

I wail into the pillow as his venom lashes at me, trying to tip me over the edge. But it doesn’t. He won’t let me.

I twist my head to one side so he can hear me. “Please,” I beg. “I need to come. Please, Vane.”

My pleas turn nonsensical as he continues to feed, dragging out the pleasure until tears are streaking my face. Every muscle in my body has turned to jelly, and even though I can’t physically take any more, I don’t have the strength to wrestle myself away, either.

Then, in a stroke of mercy, he withdraws his fangs and licks the wound. I barely have time to take in the sound of the zipper being drawn down before the warm head of him presses insistently at my opening.

I’m soaked and stretched from the toy, but he’s still a big man, so I’m surprised when he manages to shove all the way home in one savage thrust. There’s no pain as my body adjusts to his girth, but he doesn’t move. Even when I deliberately clench my muscles around him, trying to spur him to take me with the roughness I desperately need from him.

“Fuck me,” I order, forgetting everything in the venom-induced frenzy still roaring through my veins.

Vane delivers a sharp smack to my ass, but his hips don’t move. He won’t give me the friction I need. I thrust back against him, but he’s caged me in place. I’m speared on his cock, unable to get the one thing that will send me over the edge.

“You don’t give the orders,” he reminds me, slapping me a second time before groaning. “Fuck. Every time I do that, you strangle my dick.”

He does it again and—true to his words—my whole body tenses around him. If I can just find some way to get any kind of friction against my clit…

Vane must sense my mutinous inner thoughts because he leans down to whisper in my ear.

“You’re going to be a good girl, aren’t you? You’ve racked up four punishments in the last hour. If you keep going, I’ll take them all at once by pulling out and making you suck me off instead. Then you won’t get that orgasm you want so badly.”

His hot breath whispers over my throat and across my cheek, making me shiver, and I moan, trembling beneath him.

“I’ll be good,” I breathe.

Because after seeing this new side of him, I have no doubt he’ll follow through on that threat.

“Then don’t move.”

He leans back and I gasp as he slowly drags his hips back until barely the tip of him is still inside me, then slowly forges back in at the same insanely slow pace. I swear I can feel every ridge and vein of him. My eyes roll back in my head as his hips meet my still-sensitive ass and I pant through the intense sensation.

“Please, Vane,” I whimper, two thrusts later. “Please.”

“Use the words, princess,” he chides. “How can I give you what you want if you don’t ask for it?”

“Please fuck me harder.” Any inhibitions I have about how crude the words sound leaving my mouth are long gone.

And with the confession, our bond twists. Anchoring deeper. So close to completion that I feel his joy as he notices the change.

“You just had to ask,” he says. “Now, come for me.”

And then the gloves come off.

He powers into my body with unrestrained abandon, his breathing harsh and interspersed with growls and snarls. Savage. Hard. And so fucking glorious that I see stars. With my thighs parted and pinned beneath his, my clit is exposed, and his balls slap into it over and over and over.

My orgasm has been waiting patiently, but there’s no holding it back. I scream out my pleasure to the tiny cabin room as one peak rolls into another, then another. My whole body shakes and squirms, but there’s no letup. Nothing I can do except writhe on his cock and come while my soul leaves my body and I shoot for the stars.

He erupts inside of me with a savage roar, filling me in waves of scalding hot cum. There’s too much for my body to hold, and I feel it trickle out of me as his thrusts lose their intensity and slowly patter to a stop.

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