Page 55 of Eternal

He pulls out of me and lifts me, throwing me over his shoulder before bounding out of the library and into our bedroom. From this angle, his ass is so fucking nice. I could stay like this for a while. I start to giggle when a hand comes up and spanks me hard.

“Not a sound,” He growls.

I have to pinch my lips closed. Excitement radiates through me, and I can’t help but feel a little tension too.Surely he won’t hurt me.Looking at the bedroom floor, he slams the door shut before throwing me onto the bed like a sack of potatoes. I huff at the impact and get tangled up in the comforter. I free myself from the comforter to find Soren watching with a slightly amused look on his face. I get onto my knees, crawling to the edge of the bed, and reach out for him.

“Turn around, Freya.”

I do as I’m told, my back to him, still on my knees on the bed. I await his next move when his hand connects with my upper back, pushing my chest down to the bed. Moments later, he pulls out a soft, braided rope, and I lay on the bed, ass in the air, as he ties my hands behind my back. I turn my head to try to watch what Soren is going next, and I see he’s turned back to his dresser, pulling out a blindfold. He looks at me with a crooked smile, showing it to me before tying it behind my head.

“I told you that next time, I wanted you naked and blindfolded.” Soren saunters over to me.

I start to breathe a little heavier, anticipating what will happen next. Soren caresses my ass, and his other hand plays with my clit.

“My baby wanted to come before? Hm?” He continues his soft strokes.

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it,” I whimper.

He knew what the fuck he was doing fucking me like that, especially when his fingers started to play with my clit.

“Ah, you couldn’t help it,” He sucks in a breath, “Well, if my dirty little wife wanted to come, then who am I deny that request?”

He slaps my ass, and I groan at the contact. Pain and pleasure mix together in my body like a perfect storm. He spanks me repeatedly while his other hand stays connected to my clit, rubbing and pinching through another orgasm. I feel that wave build up, and it consumes me again.

“Not a fucking word, Freya,” Soren growls into my ear as he’s hunched over me. I can’t see him, but I feel his hot breath on my ear.

I have to bite my lips to stop the scream from erupting from my throat, and just as I’m at the peak, Soren whispers into my ear, “Let me hear you.”

And I do. I convulse on the bed, my body trying to escape his touch as the overstimulation starts to kick in. Soren doesn’t touch me anymore, giving me a moment for him to shuffle. He moves behind me and runs the tip of his dick between my folds, teasing my clit again. I moan out.

Soren sinks into me and releases a groan.

“Fuck, you’re so tight, Freya. So fucking good,” Soren groans, thrusting into me at a wicked-fast rate.

I feel him lean over me, and he grabs a handful of my hair, pulling my head back. My chest leaves the bed on some of his thrusts and yanks of my hair. My scalp aches, butfuckdoes it feel so good. His other hand goes to my hip to start rubbing on my clit. As my orgasm looms again, I feel tears spring to my eyes. My body is building another orgasm, and it’s so overwhelming that I feel like I’m going to come apart at the seams.

Soren continues his rough quick thrusts into me before stopping completely but buried deep inside me still. He continues to rub my clit, and his other hand lets go of my hair, making its way to my breast. Twisting, flicking, and rubbing at my nipple. Beads of sweat drip down my forehead and back as I feel myself dangling on the edge. This is just too much for me.

“Come for me, you dirty slut,” Soren commands above me.

With a pinch to my clit, I come the hardest I have in my life. I scream through my orgasm. Soren groans but starts to laugh maniacally, cruelly.

“Baby, we are just getting started. You wanted to come, so I’m making sure you come. Next time, you’ll hold it in when I say to.” Soren pulls out of me and moves to untie the binds that hold my arms behind my back.

I moan at the loss of him, and I realize he still hasn’t come yet. As Soren unties my blindfold, he uncovers that I’ve cried through orgasm number three. He chuckles again, mocking the tears that well in my eyes.

“We aren’t close to being done yet, baby.” With that, he flips me over onto my back.

I’m a heap of bones and flesh as he pulls me further up onto the bed. I don’t think I could move even if I wanted to.

I close my eyes as he gives me a moment to recover but maneuvers me into the position he wants. Arms above my head and legs spread. Then the cuff closes on my left wrist, and my eyes fly open. He looks calm as he handcuffs me to the bed, moves down to my feet, and does the same thing. I am entirely at his mercy. Panic overtakes my body, and I contemplate saying our safe word. But I know I’m not in danger when I’m around him. His eyes finally connect with mine, and he sees the panic on my face. He lays over top of me and begins to caress my cheek.

“Darling, you’re safe. It’s okay. You remember your safe word, right?” Soren looks at me with a plea in his eyes.

He’s begging me to continue with this. I nod, my eyes not leaving his. He moves to stand and goes to a small chest beside the bed. He pulls out a white wand-looking thing, a small pink butt plug, and a bottle of lube. Turning back to me, he smirks as I take in what he has in his hands. I start to pull on the restraints, knowing my soul is about to leave my fucking body.

“No sense in squirming or fighting it, baby. You’re not going anywhere. I expect three more orgasms before I’m done with you.” His voice flows over me.

I should have listened to what he said. He is going to rip my soul from my body and send it straight to Hell.

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