Page 92 of Pirate Witch
I grin, trailing a finger across the gag before brushing her hair out of the way. Exposing the pale, scarred skin of her neck. Two shifter bites and a vampire one have claimed the space there, but I’m not looking for a place to put my own mark. Mages are marked by their mates, not the other way around. No, I just want to touch her. Have to. It’s a compulsion that I’m not willing to resist anymore.
“I was trying to say that I’m sorry for being a bastard. I’m also not going to lie and say that will change any time soon.” Even through the gag, she scoffs, and I slap her ass lightly in reprimand. “I am an asshole, but I’m yours. I’m going to challenge you every second of our lives—if you’ll have me—because I know you can take it. You wouldn’t be my mate if you couldn’t. So, if you don’t want me to claim you, drop those fucking keys. Otherwise, I’m going to fuck your sopping wet cunt and you’re going to be stuck with me for the rest of your life.”
My chest is heaving, skin tight with nerves as I wait for her to do something. For the keys to drop. For her to tell me to fuck off.
I really should know by now that my witchneverdoes what I expect her to.
Nilsa tests the bonds above her arms, holding the ropes tight. Then, in a display of effortless acrobatics, she lifts herself into the air and wraps those soft as silk thighs around my shoulders.This close to her pussy, I can see the way her core is glistening. She’s that wet for me.
I’d have to be a moron to refuse that kind of invitation.
Some men would prepare her. Piss around, kissing her thighs or some shit. I’m not that patient. I drive straight for the core of her, swiping a huge lick from her entrance right up to that sweet tiny nub of flesh at the top which makes her moan behind the gag. Her thighs clench around me, and that’s all the encouragement I need to keep going. My hands palm her ass and squeeze as I lick and suck until she writhes in midair, her legs crushing my head between them as she strains towards that invisible edge.
More ropes fall from the ceiling, this time sliding under her knees and dragging her open. With my head free, I look up and smile at the way her head has fallen back, dark hair spilling out behind her as her chest rises and falls on ragged breaths. I did that to her. And I’m not even done yet.
I trail my index finger through her wetness, tracing it around before slowly sinking it into her heat. Fuck, she’s like silk and fire. The deeper I go, the more I wish it’s my cock I’m pushing into her. I shove that thought aside, determined to make this good.
It’s been over two centuries since I’ve been with anyone. I’m not going to last. So I’m going to make damn sure she comes at least twice before I let myself sink into her. With that in mind, I pull my finger back and add a second, fucking her with them as she trembles and shakes against her bond.
Her little clit taunts me, and I dive back in to suck at it, loving the way she clenches around my hand with every pull. So fucking responsive. The wet, slurping sounds coming from her body are lewd and dirty as fuck, and each one sets the fire in my nerves burning that little bit hotter. She can’t see me, but I’m willing to bet that she’s hyper attuned to every sound I make as I drive her towards that inevitable climax.
I glance up once more, grinning as I see she’s biting down on the gag. When she lets go, her lips parting on a silent gasp, I know she’s close.
I graze my teeth lightly over her clit, and she bucks so hard against the ropes I think she might break them. Her cunt clamps down on my fingers like a vise, and I choose that exact moment to curl them inside her, rubbing the front wall until she screams behind the gag. I could back off, let her ride out the waves of her orgasm in peace. But it’s much more fun to suck that little bit harder, forcing her straight from one and into the next. All of her muscles tense before she goes completely limp in my ropes. Like this, shining with a fine sheen of sweat, and with the heart glowing behind her, she looks like a sated angel.
It’s not enough. I want her to come again. I’m addicted to watching her chase her pleasure.
Poor witch doesn’t know what she’s gotten herself into. She lets out a little sigh, the last shivers still chasing through her body as I step back. Her pussy clamps on empty air as I draw away my fingers, trying to keep me there. As a test, I deliver a light, open-handed slap to her inner thigh.
Her whole body jerks against the ropes. I watch her hands, waiting for her to drop the keys.
“You know what to do if you want me to stop,” I remind her.
Nilsa just clutches them harder.
I chuckle and deliver a second slap to the other thigh. “Stubborn witch.”
With one hand, I reach down to undo the buttons on my trousers, while with the other I alternate between slapping her thighs and pressing my thumb against her abused clit. Nilsa gasps and moans behind the gag as I drive her higher.
My cock throbs with each muffled noise, and I make the decision to do away with the gag. It was fun, and it kept her quiet when I needed to speak. Now I want to hear my name on her lips as I drive into her for the first time. A rope slips out from the ceiling at my command, dragging away the fabric, just as I line myself up with her entrance.
“Who do you belong to?” I demand.
“You’re stalling because you’ve forgotten how to fuc—”
I draw back and grin, releasing my weeping cock to spank her pussy with a sharp slap that silences her completely. Her toes curl and her hands clench the keys so tightly that her knuckles go ghost white as her mouth opens on a silent scream.
“Wrong answer. Try again, witch.”
Nilsa finally manages to draw in a breath, and she lets out a heady moan. “Please, Val,” she finally begs. “Stop fucking torturing me.”
I rub the head of my dick over her entrance before running it up to press against her clit. “Who do you fucking belong to? And this time, remember what happens when you get it wrong.”
“You wouldn’t dare!”
She doesn’t know me at all. I pull back and deliver a second and then a third slap to her poor pussy. Nilsa screams this time, her body going wild in the ropes as her limbs tremble.
“You—you fuckingasshole! Now fuck me!”
