Page 16 of Taming Raptor

The combination of his words and what he was doing to my body was driving me crazy. With the clit clamp magnifying each sensation as he plunged into me, I was already on the verge of losing control. Except with hooded eyes, I watched him because he was a magnificent sight.

Hard muscles flexed with each movement and the bedside lamp cast enough light to cause his inked skin to glisten from the thin sheen of sweat. His dark hair was a sexy mess, and I was dying to grip it tight, but with my hands bound that wasn’t happening. Instead, I held the belt tightly, sure I was leaving nail impressions in the leather.

“Jesus fucking Christ, you’re gonna make me come already,” he ground out and his darkening gaze locked on mine. His rhythm faltered and I could feel his thick cock swell slightly as it pulsed a couple of times.

“God, yes, fuck me, Adrien,” I begged as I moved my hips with his—I was so close.

At the sound of his name, his eyes seemed to flicker as if a fire had been lit in their depths. The golden flecks seemed to shimmer as he rasped, “What do you want me to do?”

“Fuck my pussy, Adrien. Fuck it hard,” I demanded through gritted teeth.

With a growl he complied, and I gasped. He practically threw my legs over his shoulders and put everything he had into each drive of his hips. My eyes rolled and my breath came in a choppy, staccato as my nerve endings popped and brain short-circuited. His fingers dug into my thighs, and he filled the room with the echo of our damp skin slapping.

“Whose tight cunt is this?” he growled out as he continued to forcefully drive in and out. Wet, dark hair hung, nearly obscuring one dark, glittering eye as he practically stared into my soul.

“Yours.” Desperate for release, I didn’t hesitate for a second.

“Fuck yes. This is my goddamn pussy. You wanted something to remember me by while I’m gone, so I’m going to fill it with so much cum it will be leaking out of you for days.” His words were punctuated by his primal desperation.

“Yes!” I choked out as the first flutter hit my core and my stomach rippled as I trembled in anticipation. Between the dangling gems on the nipple clamps tickling my skin with each bounce of my tits, and how deep he was going, I shattered. The pressure that had been building finally exploded, and ecstasy was mine for a few sweet moments.

“Goddamn, you just… oh fuck… motherfucking fuck,” he rambled before he gave one last thrust, and I forced my eyes open when they wanted to close. He gave one last groaned “Fuuuuuuck” and I could feel him explode.

He was absolutely beautiful. Muscles tensed, he held himself deep as his cock pulsed in time with the powerful contractions of my pussy walls around it. His bearded jaw rested on his chest, and he drew in a huge stuttering breath. With the last few spasms of his shaft, a shudder moved through him, and he released my legs to lean forward. Breathing heavily, he went down to his elbows on either side of my ribs and dropped his head to slowly circle my aching nipples with the tip of his tongue.

I was not expecting the aftershocks of my orgasm to hit so violently when he released the overly sensitive nubs from the metal clamps. “Holy shit!” I shouted and jerked as my pussy throbbed with more pleasure than I thought possible.

It was like flying. Or like riding along on the waves of bliss. As I drifted back to consciousness, it was to find him pressing soft kisses along the side of my neck. Pausing over my pulse, he slowly swiped his tongue over it as if he was tasting each beat of my heart.

When he nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck and inhaled deeply, there was a tug at my wrists and the belt fell free. A hiss escaped me when I lowered my arms and the blood rushed back to my extremities. He lifted his head and saw the redness around my wrists. Gently, he wrapped his large hand around my forearm. Slowly, he brought it to his lips.

As he soothed it with his kisses, he glanced up at me.

“It’s fine,” I assured him before I combed my fingers through his hair.

“You’re sure?”

“Yes. I would tell you if it wasn’t.”

“Good, because this isn’t about hurting you.”

“I know.”

He nipped my jaw playfully, then fell off to cuddle against my side. Like I weighed nothing, he rolled me and tugged me to fit in his big spoon. Never in a million years would I have guessed Adrien “Raptor” Krow would be a snuggler. Though I loved it, he shouldn’t be so sweet and playful. It muddled the lines in my mind.

The calm that washed over me as I lay protected by his large, sculpted body, should’ve been my next clue that this arrangement had not gone as planned.

Deep in my heart, I knew I was well and truly screwed, because I had to face the truth—I had developed feelings for him. Planning to enjoy every second before he left, I intended to stay awake until he had to go. Except I was lulled into a peaceful sleep to the feel of his steady breathing and the comforting weight of his arm wrapped protectively around my waist.

When I woke with a start, it was to find myself sitting up, heart racing, and alone in the bed. The silence seemed oppressive as I glanced around Raptor’s room. His cut and bag were gone. The emptiness in my chest was suffocating.

With a deep sigh, I crawled out of bed, wincing at the ache between my legs, but having zero regret. I dressed in my pale pink satin gown, pinned my hair up in a messy cascade of waves, and shrugged on the matching robe. I slipped my feet into the feathered house shoes and sighed as I gave the mussed bed one last longing glance. When I saw the twinkling gems of the jewelry on the nightstand, the smile that curved my lips was one of wicked delight.

That was when I noticed the second box. This one was much bigger than the one he gave me last night. A mix between cautious and excited, I lifted the smooth matte black cover to find what I was certain were three glass butt plugs. I may not have used them before, but I wasn’t an idiot. I’d seen them before, but nothing like these. They were graduated and appeared to be hand blown with varied shades of pink twisted through them. There was a small envelope taped in the lid that I carefully removed. I slid the thick card out. In a bold, slanted writing was a note to me.

Sage,

While I’m gone, follow the instructions located under your gifts. Be ready when I get back.

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