Page 62 of Voracious

My spine twists with pleasure, a coiling heat starting at the lower part of my stomach, but as I try to move against his mouth and chase the orgasm that’s so close already, he pulls away.

“I’m going to kill you if you stop again,” I pant, the tingling already fading. I’m almost tempted to drop to the ground and get myself off, but as his burning gaze stays on me, I resist. He stuffs his cock back into his combats and leads me to the bottom of the stairs, then pulls his mask back into place and points to the ground in front of me.

“Get on your hands and knees,” he says, gesturing to the spiral staircase. “And crawl up them.”

Swallowing, I glance up then back over at him. “You want me to crawl up the stairs?”

“That’s what I said.”

“Is this what you need?” I ask softly. “You need the control?”

Kade stays silent.

But I understand. He’s been forced into sex, had zero control over his life for months, so this must be him trying to get it back. I’m more than happy to give it to him.

He waits patiently until I lower myself to all fours, my ass in full view for him as I take the first step. I should be flushing with embarrassment, telling him to fuck off, but my pussy is drenched and needy and desperate.

I feel an intense need to please him.

I can feel his hungry gaze on me as I take a few more steps, his boots walking up two behind. I want to look over my shoulder, but I know his eyes will be on what’s waiting for him at the top, seeing how soaked my thighs are and how swollen my cunt is.

I freeze as he tosses his other glove off and moan as he shoves a finger into my pussy.

“Keep going,” he orders through his mask, his voice muffled, as he curls that finger inside me, working in and out as I take each step slowly.

“So wet,” he says – a deep growl that vibrates in my bones – then presses his thumb to my back hole, ceasing my movements. “I never told you to stop.”

My back bows as he nudges his thumb against the tightness of my ass, adding a second finger to my pussy and fucking both. I attempt to move but barely. I try to push back against him to feel more, but he grabs my hair to stop me. “Keep fucking crawling.”

“I-I can’t.”

I wince as he pulls his hand away – his boots are heavy as he follows.

A smack on my ass jolts me, my knees crushing into the metal steps. “Keep going.” Another smack, and my pussy clenches at the stinging pain.

My thighs rub together, and when we reach the top, I’m panting and dripping, desperate for another touch, my walls clenching around thin air.

Kade takes my throat, pulling me to my feet. “That’s my girl,” he groans against my mouth. “I like when you do as you’re told.”

I whimper his name as he lightly strangles me, and he doesn’t stop me as I yank his cock free, taking it in my hand and pumping slowly, feeling my back against his door as he tries to unlock it while I stroke him.

My thumb swipes at his sensitive tip, and his dick throbs in my hand. His knee separates mine, and I grind against his leg while he thrusts himself into my palm.

Kade shoves me through the door, kicking it shut behind him as he lifts me into his arms by my thighs, and he doesn’t protest as I grind against his cock, seeking the thickness of him inside me.

His grips my ass cheeks, fingers digging into my skin, bruising and fucking driving me mad as he rolls my hips against him, his swollen crown easing through my soaking entrance.

I moan, hands diving into his hair under his hood.

My back hits the mattress, and without taking off our clothes, or his mask, he abruptly drives his cock into me with such delicious force, I let out a choked scream.

Kade isn’t slow or gentle. My back is dragged up the bed with each thrust, and he hikes my leg up to his shoulder to get a deeper angle – opening me for him then fucking me senseless.

The skull watches me as his cock pounds into me, making my eyes roll, my breasts spilling out of my corset.

“Fuck,” he blurts out.

Lowering his elbow next to my head, he drives his cock in and out of me continuously, mercilessly, most likely marking my thighs given how hard he’s hammering into me.

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