Page 45 of Bonded

“Shh….” He leans forward, kissing and silencing her. She’s now desperate and lets out a throat curdling growl of anger, pulling hard, hurting her wrists as she struggles to scream, “Let me go… Now!”

He still refuses and she can see his erection, his cock filled with hardness, the pre-cum glistens on the tip. But before she can think of anything more than how good he looks, his finger catches just in the right place and she cries out. Gasping as he rubs his thumb against her clit. All she can do now is submit to the feelings racing around her body and grinding against his touch, he can feel the sudden jolt as she’s overwhelmed by her orgasm. It becomes too much for her and she thrashes, pulling the restraints holding her—groaning that she’s about to cum.

“Let go…” his voice whispers, and as its smooth lullaby tone hits her ears—she does.

Her whole body cries out. The tense knot in her stomach tightens and she can’t control herself. Wet floods between her thighs, coating his hand, and she howls wildly. He smiles, hissing in his own pleasure.

Exhausted, she sinks back into the pillow but he won’t stop and continues massaging her insides, as she pleads for him to make it stop. He won’t, and she continues bucking her hips as wave after wave of orgasm consumes her core until she has no more to give. Her body wrung out, her breathing slows and the feelings fade.

As she calms she becomes more alert and aware of his low moaning groans. He continues to stroke his cock as she relaxes against the bed. “Oh hell…”

Catching a breath, she sits forward and watches him. His movements become jerkier and more frantic, then he’s up from his position, knelt between her thighs, and he’s sitting over her chest. He holds his weight above her, as he thrusts his cock between her teasing lips and snarls loudly as she wantingly takes him.

Steadying herself it’s because she’s only able to move her head, her hands still bound by the thick leather cuffs, she swirls her tongue over the ridge of his firmness; flicking the tip on that special spot underneath—making him groan.

“Mmm…” he sighs and thrusts forward again.

Closing her eyes as she sucks him and very gently, she grazes her teeth along his shaft, sending a painful wave of pleasure into his balls. He holds still, letting her do it, and it’s not long before she feels the cool of his seed as he cums.

Finishing up, he sits back on his heels to rest before pressing his lips to hers. He can sense she’s still full of desperate want for his body and as Kat pulls forward, he releases the cuffs from her wrists. Taking a deep breath, she calms herself.

Darius lays next to her and in contented silence, his hand strokes over her hip, up along her side, and around her breast. It feels nice, comforting, and she turns to stare face to face, she locks her fingers in his hair and brushing her lips softly against his, they kiss.

Chapter 13

Time passes, and neither of them is sure how long they’ve been laid there. Resting in each other’s arms they both silently consider the enormity of what they’ve just done. Kat sighs as her fingers gently dance along the length of his strong muscular arm, drawing a pattern around his tattoo while he holds her naked body close against his.

Closing his eyes, he listens to her deep breaths. “Kat, what’s wrong?” he asks, breaking the silence.

“Why didn’t you fuck me? I thought that’s what you were going to do, but you didn’t.”

“I told you. I can’t do that.”

“But I don’t understand why not? I wanted you; I wanted to feel close to you. I want you inside me. Did you not want that?

“I’m sorry, Kat, I can’t.”

“But you can do this? I don’t understand… How can you do what we just did and be with me now, but you won’t completely give yourself to me? What the hell’s the difference?”

“You know what the difference is. Digby marked you—you’re his. And me knowing that; knowing what’s going to happen between you, means I can’t.”

“Maybe it won’t happen? Maybe I won’t give myself to him. It hasn’t happened so far and I don’t have to, right? There’s no law saying I have to be bonded to him. Just because he marked his intention, who says I can’t refuse? Did anyone ever try? Maybe you could claim me?”

“You don’t want that. Not really, and I can’t do it. Anyway, you know, your wolf would never let me because you and Digby are meant to be together. Hell, I think she’d kill me given the chance. I’m sorry, I should have never let it go this far or encouraged you to come here.”

“So, this is it? This is all you’re going to offer me? Tie me up but not fuck me?”

“What, you didn’t enjoy it? You didn’t like this?”

“No—Yes. Hell, yes, I enjoyed it. I just… it wasn’t what I thought it was going to be. I mean, I thought you were going to do more. I expected something a little different. Hell, I wanted something different, that’s why I came to you.”

“What, you wanted me to punish you, to hurt you? Would you have enjoyed me hurting you?” he smiles.

“I don’t know… but I do know I wanted to find out. Darius, I want more, more of you. I’m sorry I can’t help it, but I do.”

“Well, you can’t because we can’t be a thing. Shit, do you even understand what happened here? Well, do you?”

“I guess not. But it doesn’t have to be that complicated, does it? God, you’ve been such an asshole until now, then suddenly you’re being Mr. Nice Guy… Mr. Worried-about-my-feelings? I thought all this, here at the club… well, I just thought, it would be different. Darius don’t do this to me. Don’t leave me like this. I want you. Please…” she pleads, kissing him, pushing herself to him—her body to his.

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