Page 23 of Code of Captivity

“Yes, Master. I-I love it.”

He released my throat, but before I could fall, he placed his arm around my neck and reached for my breasts. His fingers found my nipple.

“Do you want more?” he asked in his cruel, sadistic tone.

“Always,” I whispered the challenge, holding his arm, anticipating the pain.

He gripped my nipple and twisted it until I screamed, but before I could recover, he started to fuck me again. I couldn't decide if I was in heaven or hell but since Adrik was with me it had to be hell.

He pummelled me from behind, and with every jab, my body shuddered, fucking me so hard that my breasts swung. All I could do was take him. He reached for a pillow before he pushed me onto the bed, stuffing the pillow beneath my belly. I gasped for air when his arm released my neck. He moved above me, placing his hands on the bed before he resumed fucking me.

“You’ll never escape me—escapethis,” he said, slamming himself into me so deep that I saw stars and felt the deep bruise within me.

He was relentless, hammering into me, each thrust driving me higher and higher to another monumental orgasm. With every thrust, the weight of his heavy body smacked against my ass, jolting the wooden handle of the whip. I pushed back to feel more.

“Cum for me,” he growled, yanking my hair.

The final bite of pain shoved me off the cliff, my vision blurred, and my pussy and asshole began contracting around the wood and his cock until he roared as he slammed down on me. The feel of his hot thick cum squirting inside of me dragged my orgasm out. He never stopped moving inside of me until he had drained every last drop inside me.

I lay flat on the bed, exhausted and sore but satiated in a way I’d never experienced. He sat up and began to pull away from me, his cum dripping down my pussy. I jerked when he used his fingers to rub it around my sensitive skin, biting my lip before a moan escaped me. He eased the wooden handle out, and I heard him toss it on the floor somewhere.

When his hands gripped my waist, I wasn't expecting him to flip me onto my aching back. I glanced at his face. His hairline was damp, and his perfect hair was tousled, but his eyes were on my body until they met mine. Those icy blue sadistic chips, and he moved up my body, placing his knees on either side of my shoulders.

“Open,” he commanded, not taking his eyes off mine.

I opened my mouth but looked at his messy wet cock, smeared with our combined cum. Wet and creamy with a musky scent. He placed the tip of his cock between my lips.

“Taste us, bunny. Suck our cum off my cock,” he said with a dark smile and an unholy look in his cold eyes.

I pushed my tongue out and lifted my head to swallow him as deep as I could, wrapping my lips around the circumference, licking him, sucking him and unable to look away from his hypnotising eyes.

Bitter.

Salty.

Sweet.

Oh, so sweet.

His eyes narrowed on my face, darkened like a raging thunderstorm, and he growled before thrusting his cock down my throat. Tears ran down the sides of my face, but I blinked them away and continued to suck on him. I placed my hands onhis ass, feeling the muscles move as he rocked his hips, pushing his dick further and further down my neck.

“After all that, you’re still a hungry little fuck bunny—incredible,” he said when his balls rested on my chin.

My response was to lick his shaft while looking at his pelvis. The man was well-groomed everywhere. When he began to soften, he slowly pulled back while I kept my lips tightly wrapped around him, sucking him clean on his exit.

He didn't need to say anything when he rested his balls over my lips. I licked them clean, sucking them one by one, bathing them with my tongue until he groaned. When he moved back, I glanced up at him, and for the first time, I noticed the scars beneath his tattoos. They were old and deep; some were ragged, while others were smooth.

There were various images of Bratva stars and a colourful dagger with a black serpent staring at me, but some were swirls, patterns to hide the long scars. He usually kept his clothes on or took me from behind, and he left my room almost immediately. I thought back to the first time when he’d pinned me to the bed. I hadn't looked away from his face to look at his body.

He crouched over me and kissed my neck. I blinked in shock at the gentle kisses, but I should have known better. Like a wolf in the wild, his teeth sunk into my neck while he painfully sucked on the flesh trapped between the sharp teeth. His prickly beard rubbed against my neck and shoulder, adding another layer to the sensation of discomfort. His warm body pressed against me, and I ached.

“Master,” I moaned as my hips lifted, only to be trapped by him pushing me back to the bed, pressing me down until my back ached, reminding me of his whipping.

He raised his head lazily, staring at my lips momentarily before he spoke. “What do you need, fuck bunny?”

I bit down on my lip before spreading my legs apart. “Please, can I have more?”

“It will cost you,” he said before his tongue flicked out to lick his lips.

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