Page 67 of The Dark War

He pushed my legs up. I was bare to him. All of me was exposed. I resisted the urge to push my legs down away from my torso because I didn’t think I could handle another slap of disapproval. He hummed, listening to my thoughts. “That’s my baby, trying to please her Alpha.”

Biting my lip until it bled, he lowered his head. One long, slow, tantalizing lick from the base of my pussy to my clit had me cry out. A slap on my thigh had me pull on the ropes again.

It was a pleasurable sting while his rough tongue assaulted my clit. “No coming,” he mumbled into my body. My fingers interlaced with one another, rubbing my knuckles together to concentrate on something else.

The tingles from his touch and the roughness of his tongue had my clit throbbing, begging me to let it go. Kane pushed my legs further up my torso. Gods, he could see everything.

He lifted his head, my desire covering his face. The evil glint in his eye had me wanting to come over his face. Panting, he leaned forward, kissing me hard, needy. Tasting myself, I hummed into the kiss. His hand squeezed my butt while his torso rubbed up and down my pussy.

“What do you want, baby?”

Doodles, he was going to make me say it.

“What does my helpless little luna want?” Oh, I loved the thick velvet growl that left his throat as he teased me. He was prolonging the pleasure because I swear the dam would break as soon as he allowed me to come.

“Please, Alpha?” Breathless, I wiggled the lower half of my body, my arms pulling on the rope. Kane sat back, keeping my legs pushed to my torso.

“I don’t know,” he taunted. “I’m not sure if you are wet enough.”

“Alpha!” I screamed out as his fingers pinched my clit. His cock rubbed against my leg. His other hand tightened around my ankle. He threw one leg over his shoulder, his face buried deep into my pussy.

Continuing to hold back my orgasm, sweat beaded on my forehead. “You can come now.” He broke away, licking his lips. “But eyes on me,” his voice lowered and sucked. My back arched, my neck straining to keep my eyes trained on Kane; his eyes grew golden while my body released. Crying out, my mouth opened, feeling his tongue lick me dry.

“My turn.” He growled, climbing up my body. “You’re going to suck my enormous cock in your mouth.” He fisted it as his legs straddled my chest.

“Do you want your alpha’s cock?” Nodding frantically and spitting out a desperate, “Yes, Alpha,” he lowered himself.

“Link me if it’s too much.” His voice softened just as he coated my lips with his come.

“Fuck, you look so beautiful with my come on your lips.” Licking the tip, he shuddered. “Open,” he huskily whispered as I let him in. He sunk his cock low into my mouth with my wrists still tied to the bed. I hummed, tasting the salty taste. His balls tickled my chin.

“I’m going to move.” His voice strained, sounding like he was in pain. Slowly, his cock came in and out of my mouth, feeling the ridges of the head down to the smooth shaft. His eyes stayed on me, watching himself getting lost in my mouth.

He jerked, groaned, and gripped the iron railing of the headboard, causing it to groan. My wrists tightened again, wanting nothing more than to hold his ass cheeks to the rhythm of his thrusts. Rubbing my thighs together, he pushed harder.

“Fuck, baby, yes.” His movements went sporadic until, without warning, he came down my throat. I moaned. “Swallow.” He growled. As much as he wanted it to be a command, an order of dominance, he knew I would swallow regardless.

With a pop, he groaned, pulling his shaft from my mouth and stroking it again. “I need more of you.” He made staggered movements, falling beside me. Rolling me over, my face now facing the headboard, he pushed my knees up on the bed. “Push your ass up,” he barked. Torin’s voice came through, his claws raking the brand-new duvet as I tried to comply.

I liked not thinking. I loved the orders he gave me as I spread my legs, my elbows on the mattress. He walked around the bed, his cock slapping his thigh, looking at my ass hungrily. “Fucking beautiful sight.” He licked his lips. The bed dipped, his knees crawling up to me.

“All tied up and nowhere to go,” he cooed. The palm of his hand hit harshly on my ass. He rubbed it with his calloused palm. The waiting, the anticipating, had me begging in the mind-link.

“Love my marks on you.” He hummed. “Be patient.” His hand now dipped to my lower back, feeling the curve of my spine. His cock rubbed up against my inner thigh. “Safe word?”

“Rose,” I whispered as Kane hissed. The tip of his cock pushed tantalizingly slow into my folds. “So tight.” He inched his way in. My ass pushed backward until he slapped my thigh again. “Who the fuck is in charge?” I wailed.

“Y-you, Alpha.” I stilled, pulling on the rope again.

“That’s right.” Hearing the smile in his voice, my pussy tightened. “I’m in fucking charge. Of your pleasure.” He pulled out. “Of your orgasms.” He pushed back in. My claws raked down the ropes, strands of the nylon ripping. “Of your body.” He slammed back into me.

Kane himself forced into me, my pussy clamped, feeling the walls of my body quake. Deep, long, powerful thrusts had my spinal cord compressing. He pushed so hard that my body had to sit up, my arms now leaning on the bed frame while still being tied.

He sensed me being uncomfortable. Kane thrust forward with one flick of his claw. The ropes broke so both my hands could grip the bars. “Fuck, baby.” My hair dripped with sweat.

“Can I come, Alpha?” My nipples pushed up against the cold bars. Kane leaned closer, pinching my nipple. “Come on my cock.” I fell over until the blue moon of Bergarian was seen in my eyes. Eyes glazing over, my wolf howled in the back of my mind.

“Fuck yes,” Kane continued. If he had already come once, he could go longer if he wanted. “Do it again,” Alpha commanded me. Letting my walls down earlier, giving him complete submission, my body racked again with another orgasm.

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