Page 19 of Brutal Unionn
I lean down, my lips brushing against her ear again. “You can do better than that, can’t you, little slut?”
I shift my weight, pulling her hips up higher, changing the angle just enough to make her cry out. Her hands flex and stretch despite her restraint, as I start to move faster, harder, driving into her with a relentless pace that leaves no room for thought, no room for anything but sensation.
“Breathe,”I command again, my voice sharp now, demanding.“In… and out.”
She tries, she really does, but it’s impossible for her to keep up with the way I’m fucking her. Her breaths come in short, ragged gasps, her body writhing beneath me as I push her closer and closer to the edge. I can feel it building in her, the tension coiling tighter and tighter until she’s trembling with it, her muscles clenching around me in a way that makes my own control waver.
But I don’t stop. I can’t stop. Not until she breaks.
“Come on, Hime,”I growl, my voice thick with need. “I want you to cum all over my cock.”
She shakes her head, her eyes squeezed shut, her lips pressed together in a thin line as if she’s trying to hold it back. But I won’t let her. I reach down between us, my fingers finding her clit and rubbing hard, fast circles that make her cry out.
“Sho!”she gasps, her body arching off the bed as the first wave of pleasure crashes over her.“I—I can’t?—”
“Yes, you can,”I say, my voice firm but gentle now.“Let go, baby. I’ve got you.”
And she does. With a broken sob, she comes apart beneath me, her body convulsing as the orgasm rips through her. Her legs wrapping around my waist as she pulls me deeper into her, as if she can’t get enough of me even now.
I let out a low groan, my own control slipping as I feel her tighten around me, her walls fluttering in a way that drives me wild. I thrust into her once, twice more, and then I’m coming too, my release spilling into her as I bury myself as deep as I can go.
I pull out of her, watching as she lies there, panting and trembling. Her eyes meeting me, as she tries to gather the rest of her breath.
“You were such a good girl for me, little brat,” I say, my voice soft but still laced with dominance.
“I couldn’t be bad with my hands tied and mouth gagged,” she hisses out, deep breaths coming out in sharp gusts.
“Mmm, I believe you could if you tried hard enough,” I wink, getting up to pick up my slacks off of the floor.
“Is that a challenge?” She narrows her eyes, shifting her weight to her knees.
I slide my shirt back on. “No. I like your attitude, Hime.”
“And what doesHimemean again?” She questions, trying to shift more comfortably on her knees, the restraints around her wrists making her posture rigid.
I start to button up my shirt. “I never told you, but nice try.”
"Hmm," she shifts slightly, testing the bonds. “I can’t help but notice you’re getting dressed.”
“Yeah,” I nod, as I finish buttoning up my shirt, then step back over to her.
“And are you going to release me?” She chuckles, still on her knees, wrists bound behind her back, blonde hair mussed, lips swollen, skin flushed from everything I just did to her. She looks like chaos incarnate—and still manages to look regal. My fucking queen, even when she’s tied up and wrecked.
“Nope,”I lean down and press a slow kiss to her cheek. Her breath catches, but she doesn’t look away.
“You can’t be serious. Are you leaving me here like this?” she asks, voice low but dangerous, venom wrapped in velvet.
“You know, we need to teach you not to speak with a gag in your mouth,” I wink, sliding my jacket over my shoulders.
“I am not playing with you-”
“I’m not playing with you either.” I grin, brushing a strand of damp hair off her face. “I can’t let you go all soft and relaxed. You’d catch me too easily.”
Her eyes flash. “Sho.”
“I need a head start,” I murmur, lips brushing her ear. “So you don’t kill me the second you can move.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
