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I suck her clit into my mouth, watching as her face contorts with pleasure. The only bad thing about the blindfold is I can’t see those emerald eyes as they dilate for me.

I dip between her lips, dragging my tongue through them. She tastes as good as I remember, like fucking honey. I want to devour her, inside and out.

“Once I’m through with you, princess, there won’t be a part of you that doesn’t crave me. I’m going to ensure you’re ruined for all other men, so that you can never be without me. All thoughts of escape will be eradicated.”

“That’s not going to happen,” she replies, but she doesn’t sound certain.

I slide two fingers inside her, watching the way her back arches. “I wouldn’t be so sure.”

Her slender throat bobs as she swallows, and her answer is hesitant. “It’s not possible,” she breathes.

I use the tip of the hook to slide it through her pussy, coating it in her arousal. “Moan for me,” I demand, before sucking on her clit.

Her hips buck and she does moan. It’s music to my ears as I devour her. Pushing the hook further into her, she groans.

“What the hell is that?”

“Don’t think, feel.”

Her hips buck wildly and my cock leaks all over my hand as I pleasure myself, wanting nothing more than to feel her hot little mouth around me. Once I’m sure she’s on the edge of oblivion, I stop.

“No,” she cries out, her hips rising.

“Don’t be so greedy. What about me?”

She tenses, turning as stiff as stone. “What about you?”

“I think it’s about time you had another taste.”

She shudders. “I’d rather not.”

“Greedy Gwendolyne, only wants her own pleasure.” I unhook her wrist chains from bedposts and link them together before yanking her forward. She rests on her knees at the edge of the bed, her ankles still chained. “Now be a good girl, and open wide for your captain.”

She spits at me, which has the opposite effect of what she intends.

“Dirty Gwen, spitting on my cock. You’re making me harder.”

“You are disgusting,” she snarls.

“Open. Your. Mouth,” I demand.

Her breathing labors as I release the chains and grab her hair instead, forcing her head backward. “Please, Cillian.”

“Shut it, princess. It’s all a different story when I’m eating your cunt, but the moment I want to use you, you go all stiff. Open.”

Her lip wobbles before she opens her mouth, barely enough to fit the tip in. But I take advantage of the moment and press forward, savoring the sensation of her slick tongue as it slides around my flesh. “That’s it, suck it like a good girl.”

She moans around me, proving she’s enjoying this as much as I am. The urge to dominate her bubbles through the need flooding through my veins. The thought of pushing forward until she gags on my cock sets my skin on fire, making me crave it.

All I want is to take hold of her hair and fuck her throat so hard she chokes on me. And I’m not one for resisting my urges, so I grip her hair and shove my cock into her throat without warning.

She tenses as she chokes on me, trying to pull away. The sadistic side of me takes over and I press deeper, forcing her to submit to me. After a few thrusts she works out how to breathe through her nose, relaxing a little as her lungs fill with oxygen.

I want to see into her eyes. So I use my hook to pull away the blindfold, keeping it out of her view.

“Keep going, baby, breathe through your nose like that,” I order.

Tears spring to her eyes and she frantically begs me with them to end this torment, yet her wrists are handcuffed together and her ankles are still shackled to the bed, so there’s no chance of escape. And I love having her like this, completely at my mercy. As I move faster and faster, all I can do is groan, loving how good it feels to be taken so deeply into her throat.

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