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I walk to the side of the bed and pull her toward me. She doesn’t fight me. Her head hangs over the edge of the bed. Giving me a perfect view. “Fuck, your tits look amazing, but they are missing something.” I grab her nipples and pinch them, one at a time. Then I put a nipple clamp over each one. She moans. I see the glistening of her pussy from how wet she is, but this isn’t a reward.

I lean down and lick her pussy and tug on her clit with my teeth. I stand up and line my cock at the entrance of her mouth. Without warning, I thrust into her. I hold her face in the palm of my hands. Keeping her in place. I pull out and go back to licking her center. I slap her gorgeous tits. I repeat the actions over and over again.

“Fuck, baby, your mouth was made to take my cock.” I thrust back into her mouth. I feel the tingle in my spine. I thrust my fingers into her. She’s so tight and so wet. I feel her clench around my fingers and stop. I hear muffled sounds of disappointment come from her. I move to the other side of the bed and climb onto it. I move her toward me, ensuring I don’t hurt her arms. I spread her legs and impale her without warning. She arches her back at the intensity of my thrusts. I grab her hips hard. No doubt there will be bruising. “Do you know how much I hate that you saw that motherfucker? You being so close to the man you willingly gave yourself to.” I slap her pussy. She whimpers, but I know she wants to come. So I pull out and stroke myself. Her eyes widen. Fuck, I’m coming. I coat her pussy and stomach with my release. I make her morecomfortable by moving her up the bed. I remove her nipple clamps.

I go to my office and grab the vibrator. Returning, I position myself in between her legs and turn on the toy. I mimic her actions from earlier. The way she caressed herself. The peaks of her nipples are hard and sore. I wrap my lips around them to soothe the ache. Then I bite them at the same time as I push the vibrator inside her. Moving the vibrator in and out at an excruciatingly slow rhythm. I replace the toy with my fingers, using my thumb to circle her clit. She’s close, so I stop. I see her defiance, so I continue. “Brats don't get rewarded. So no orgasm for you yet. If you want it, beg for it.”

I caress her face with my hand. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for you?” Her features soften at my words. “You are my everything.” I pull back and position her on her stomach. I turn her head to the side to give her some comfort. Lifting her ass in the air and spreading her cheeks. My tongue caresses between her cheeks. Her sounds are incoherent. I’m driving her crazy just as she does me.

I grab the bottle I placed on top of the nightstand, removing the cap, and I squeeze the lubricant onto my cock and her entrance. I position the crown of my cock at her back entrance and impale her. I bend down and bite both ass cheeks. “Baby, you're making a mess in our bed.”Our bed.I push her head into the mattress as I fuck her ass. Shit, I’m going to come. I pull out of her and paint her scars with my release.

“Please, Ian. I’m sorry. I was just so mad at you.”

“Why?” I demand. “Because I removed someone from your life? Someone who served no purpose?” She doesn't respond.

I put my fingers into her pussy. “Beg, baby.”

“Ian, I’m sorry. Please, I need?—”

“I know what you need. We aren’t done yet.” I continue to fuck her to the edge of madness. Every time she’s close, I pullaway. Her whimpers turn into moans that turn into cries. I finally uncuff her. “Get on all fours.” She does as she’s told. I kneel behind her and slam into her. “Such a good little whore.” I soothe her red ass. She won’t be able to sit down, let alone walk.

“Ian, baby. It’s you, only you.”

Fuck, she’s never called me that before. I pull her to me and coil my arms around her. The cum and sweat from her back paint my chest. I whisper in her ear, “Say it again,” and she does.

“It’s you and only you.” Fuck, we are both so close. I pull out; my resolve is on the verge of breaking. “Ian, please, I need to come.”

I lie on my back, wrap my arms around her thighs, and sit her on my face. She starts to rock her hips. She’s facing my cock. Perfect for a sixty-nine. “You like to swallow me, don't you, baby?”

“Yes. All of you.” She moans.

“Good, now that you begged for it. Show me, and I’ll reward your pretty mouth. Let me fuck this pussy that’s throbbing to come all over me.”

She does just that. Not hesitating. I hear her gagging and choking. I buck my hips into her. Fuck, I don’t think I’m going to last. My tongue is in her pussy. I move two fingers into her ass. I fuck her ass with my fingers, her throat with my cock, and her pussy with my mouth. I feel my balls tightening at the same time as her pussy starts to clench. Fuck, we detonate. She swallows everything I give her. Every single drop, as I do her. It’s euphoric. We both come so hard that it takes us a couple of minutes to move. When we finally do, she lifts herself off me and brings her lips to me.

I grab her wrist and see the indentations from the handcuffs. She moves and winces. Her body took a literal beating. “Let me mark you?”

“What? How?”

I move to my nightstand and take out my knife. This one is small with a brown leather handle. I stand at the edge of the bed. “Mi Reina, do you trust me?” I reach my hand for hers.

“Yes.” Then she comes to me. “Where, Ian?”

I cup her cheek. “Just trust me.”

I have her lean back onto the bed. Her legs are hanging off it, and I kneel. I place her right leg on my shoulder. Hovering the tip of the knife over her scar. “Here.” I feel her tense under my hold. I know she’s gotten better about me kissing her on the spot. I know I'm asking a lot from her, but she needs to be pushed.

“I don’t know,” she murmurs.

I start to kiss her inner thigh. I work my way to her center and gingerly peck it. Using my tongue to soothe it.

“Ian,” she moans. Her hands move to my hair. She tugs it, and I bury my face in between her legs. I pull away, and I see her nod.

“Okay, do it.”

I place the tip of the small blade over the X. I move it over her skin; blood starts to drip down.

“Ian,” she cries.