“Good, now make me beg,” I continued to taunt him.
I wasn’t prepared for the rope that he glamoured as it wrapped around my hands, and he then lifted me up to a hook that he pulled down from the ceiling. That was something I hadn’t seen in a while! He slipped the ropes through it, and then moved away from the bed.
“I have a few surprises for you,” he answered my unasked question. “Things to torture you sweetly with, things to make you come as well, tell me, Pet. Do you want to come?”
“Yes,” I answered him truthfully. I wanted him inside of me already, and he knew it. I was greedy when it came to him and the pleasure he gave me.
“Good, but I’m not going to allow it for a while yet. Tonight you’ll need to earn it,” he continued. I watched as he glamoured his clothes off and sat in a chair near the bed. “Tell me, are you wet just wondering what I plan to do to that sweet pink flesh?”
“Yes,” I replied.
“And who owns that pretty flesh?” he asked, and when I hesitated, he paused and looked at me. My body was flooded with magic, thick and powerful magic. My nipples were pulled on, my clit was pinched painfully, and I gagged as something pushed deep into my throat. I moaned and looked at him, and then it was all gone.
“You do,” I whimpered; the feeling of something rubbing against my clit was overwhelming. I moved against it, and then almost growled when he glamoured a chair in front of the bed.
“Good girl. Now, tell me how badly you want to be fucked, and make me believe it.”
“I don’t want it; I crave it. I crave your cock, and I hunger to taste it,” I moaned, and then felt a slight slap on my behind.
“Is that so?” he replied, and I watched as his hand wrapped around his cock. I licked my lips hungrily in reply.
“Yes,” I confirmed.
He moved from the chair and kneeled on the bed, but he wasn’t close enough for my taste. His hand reached up and pulled me down, without unhooking me. I was eye level with his monstrous cock and I moaned with hunger for it.
“Lusty little wench,” he whispered huskily as his cock rubbed over my lips. “You want that, don’t you?” he asked, and yet he didn’t give it to me; instead he held my hair and lifted my face until I was forced to meet his obsidian gaze.
“Mmm,” I answered and as I did, he pushed his cock inside my mouth. I moaned as he pushed, and rocked his hips slowly.
“Gods you’re so beautiful sucking me off,” he said as he pushed further, and then pulled out. He did it several times, making me struggle to keep him inside my lips. “My turn,” he said after a few moments of fucking my mouth had passed.
He pulled roughly on the rope, which placed me back upright, and then he lifted my hips and spread my legs wide as he moved my panties to the side, out of his way. He lay beneath me, and then pulled my body down until I was over his carnal mouth. “No coming yet,” he warned as he stroked my desire with his mouth and tongue.
I moved as best as I could; riding his mouth as I felt myself unraveling. I could feel him inside of me, and moaned every time his nose pushed against my clit. The masculine noises he made as he continued to ravish me with his hungry mouth alone were enough to send me over the edge, but I couldn’t. I hadn’t been given permission.
His hands came up and held my legs further apart as he watched me. When I was sure I couldn’t hold on any longer, he stopped and crawled out from between my legs. I was a slick mess, and he knew it. He pulled up on the rope until I was hanging in the air with my knees only grazing the bed. He glamoured more rope and smiled as he wrapped it around one knee, and then secured it to the huge oak poster frame.
“I like you wet and exposed, Pet. I like you at my mercy,” he said as he tightened the rope and then repeated it with the other leg. When I was hanging there, he reached up and slapped my pussy. Hard. “I also like to hear you scream and beg me to own your sweet flesh,” he continued. “I can do anything I want to you, and I will.”
“Not complaining here,” I whimpered as another hard slap landed on my sensitive place.
“We don’t need these anymore,” he said as he reached up and ripped the panties from me. He smiled as he brought them up and held them to his nose. “You’re so fucking wet.” He walked to the side of the bed and sat there, my panties still held to his nose. “Taste how good you are, and how much your pussy weeps to be fucked.” He pushed them into my mouth and I groaned.
Yeah, I hadn’t seen that coming! I could taste myself, and the smell was erotic as it wafted to my nose. It smelled like sex, and as I watched him, he moved to the front again, where I was completely and utterly exposed.
“Look at the mess you’ve made,” he said as he leaned down and stroked my mess with his tongue. “You like that?” he asked and I raised my head and moaned. “Good girl, watch me fuck you with my mouth,” he growled as he held my thighs and used his tongue on me. My legs trembled as I moaned louder.
He released my legs and placed one hand on my ass to hold me in place, as the other pushed against my opening. I cried out, it was muffled by my own panties as three fingers slid inside. He watched me, with a crooked smile on his lips as he pushed in, and then pulled out of my soaking wet haven.
“You feel like you need to be fucked,” he said smoothly, and then stopped. He reached up and removed the panties, and then tossed them aside. “Too bad I have no plans of allowing this sweet pussy its release.”
“Please,” I begged.
“I said no,” he growled.
“Ryder, fuck me!”
I cried out as he reached up to deliver a punishing blow to my sensitive flesh. “I am in control, understand?”
I glared at him.
“Are you challenging me?” he asked as he parted my legs painfully wider and then pushed his fingers inside, and roughly, quickly drove them in until I was screaming for more. It stopped too fast, and I wiggled my ass for more. “If you challenge me again, I’ll punish you.”
“Maybe I like your punishments!” I cried, as his fingers rubbed between my lips.
“Then I’ll find one you’re not so fond of, and make it hurt. Or maybe, just maybe I’ll fuck this ass that is so inviting.”
“Maybe I’ll like it!” I growled, but then his hand moved and I clenched my ass, not ready for it to be used. His finger pushed inside without warning and I bucked against the ropes; tears burned as he filled my ass and the pain assaulted me.
“It’s not ready for that yet, Pet. But it will work as punishment should you disobey me,” he said as he pulled and then pushed his finger back inside. He didn’t remove it, and eventually I relaxed against it. “It needs to be trained before I fuck it,” he continued. “Long hours of you using one of these,” he said as he used his other hand to bring up a jeweled plug.
Maybe I’d been wrong about the toys.
“Ryder,” I whimpered.
“It’s okay,” he whispered as he removed his finger and something cold pressed against it. “Relax for me, Pet. I want you to keep this in, and get used to the feeling of it. In the morning, I’ll fuck you, clean you, and then you’ll wear it all day. When you sit, you’ll want to come, but you won’t because I haven’t given you leave to. Then maybe, I’ll award you with my cock in your throat tomorrow afternoon, and by the time I get this sweet, soaking wet pussy to bed, I’ll finally allow you to come.”
I cried out in pain as he pushed it fully inside of me. It wasn’t big, but I wasn’t used to it. He sat back and stroked his cock as he watched my body quiver, begging to be fucked. “Good girl. How’s it feel inside your tight ass?” he asked, and then pushed his fingers inside my pussy.
“Big,” I complained, but then I felt the wave of absolute pleasure as he began to fuck me with his fingers.
“You’ve taken my magic inside of you before. It’s almost time to take me,??
? he smiled and then lowered his mouth to nip at my clitoris. I moaned with pleasure, but then whimpered again as he pulled out. “Greedy, aren’t we?” he asked, and then moved from the bed and moved around until he was by my face.
He reached down and placed his palms on my cheeks and then lowered his mouth until he claimed my lips. The kiss was demanding, and he deepened it before pulling away.
“You’re fully exposed and vulnerable. Does that excite you as much as it does me?” he asked and I moaned in delight as I felt his magic raining kisses over my flesh.
“Yes,” I confirmed breathlessly.
“I doubt that,” he said, and then tilted my head until I was looking down. I then watched as his cocked pushed to my lips. “Fuck me with your mouth, earn what I’m about to give you,” he demanded, and I opened for him. He pushed it in until tears leaked to the corners of my eyes. He smiled as he gripped my throat tightly, and stars erupted behind my eyes. “Ready to be owned?” he asked, and I answered around the fullness in my mouth.
I was filled. Completely, and utterly filled, by my beast and his control of magic. Magic had consumed me and pushed into me with a blinding force as I was being fucked, while his hand applied pressure on my throat. He was rough, and growled his approval as he used the rope’s flexibility to his own means.
“Take it,” he demanded as I whimpered and moaned. “This is nothing compared to how hard I’m going to fuck your slick, wet pussy. I’m going to pound until you beg me for mercy. With that sweet ass filled, it won’t take long. You’ll want it out, and I’ll take it out but only to fuck you with it. Do you want me fucking all of you like this?” he grounded out as his jaw clenched and released.
I moaned my response, and then swallowed as his hot come exploded and slid down my throat. There had been no warning, but I wasn’t complaining.
“Fucking hell. Good girl,” he growled and then pulled out and pressed the tip to my lips. “Clean it,” he demanded. I did, jutting my tongue out to clean what my mouth had missed.
He used his magic to untie my legs, but the other magic still assaulted and punished my pussy. He didn’t stop it, not even as he left the bed and it took root in the place between my legs. He held them up by my thighs and placed one foot over each of his shoulders. His eyes watched as his magic continued to fuck me.
“I love watching you get fucked,” he admitted. “Watching this pussy open up as it takes my magic inside. Watching your eyes as they glaze over with the need to come, but my good girl doesn’t come unless I allow it, does she?”
“No-o-o,” I gritted out, since I was doing my damndest to hold back an orgasm as he spoke of it.
“You’re doing good fighting it, but I find that I want you to lose,” he said as his hand reached to my behind and he pushed against the jewel there. “I want to wreck this ass, and watch as the pain turns to pleasure and then clean up this sweet bud as it leaks the sweetest nectar.”
“Ryder,” I moaned as my eyes began to roll back in my head at the strength it was taking to restrain from coming.
“Ryder, what? You’re lasting longer than you ever could have as a Fae, and I want to know your limits. How close is this sweet pussy to coming, Pet? If I do this,” he said and pushed against the jewel even harder until it was going in and out at a slower tempo than his magic was. “And this,” he said as his magic pinched my nipples and then began to vibrate. “And then this,” he continued and I felt his mouth against mine, kissing my mouth hungrily with his magic. “And last but not least, I do this,” his mouth clasped over my clit and I shattered.
I shook and felt his hands as they gripped my ass in tight fists, holding my body for his mouth’s feasting pleasure as he ravenously fed himself on my pussy. I was sure I was feeding him nicely because of all the mindless torture he’d done so far. It wasn’t until I felt his magic stop, and his hard, hot cock filled me, that I knew I’d left the stars and was bouncing around the solar system in a mindless orgasm.
“That was hot as fuck, Synthia. You exploded, and nothing has ever turned me on as much as you just did,” he growled, building up speed as he held my boneless legs apart and drove himself into me with his inhuman speed. “Now, it’s his turn,” he warned. I screamed as he shifted form and the beast took over while still inside of me.
He grew and grew, until his wings expanded and sent gentle waves of cool air through the room. His eyes slid to fully obsidian, darker than any midnight sky. The air left my lungs in a whoosh of release; the beautiful beast that lived inside Ryder watched me. He was inside of me, and already moving with supernatural speed that caused my head to jerk and roll as he took me.
I felt skewered, and wasn’t sure I could accept the beast inside right now. I was wet, luckily, and wasn’t prepared for my hands being released as quickly as they were. I fell to the bed, and my teeth jarred. The beast turned me over without leaving my body, and gripped my hips.
“Mine, my pussy,” he growled as he grew larger inside of me. “Pretty,” he continued; I felt pressure on the plug and winced, then exploded again around the engorged cock inside of me. “Hot,” he growled, and then I felt him pulling me up and against his chest. My leg was lifted, and I cried out in pleasure as I was filled deeper and fuller. Teeth punctured my back, and I moaned as pleasure met pain and the intense feeling of being owned flooded me.
“Harder,” I growled, and felt the teeth retract from my flesh. He liked to bite, because it was his way of claiming me.
“No,” he growled roughly.
“Pussy,” I whimpered as he continued to pound into me.
I felt those teeth again, but this time there was no pain. The numbing agent Ryder had told me about was in full effect. He gripped my throat and released my shoulder. “Bad girl,” Ryder’s voice growled.
“He needed it,” I said, and then I was emptied of his cock and flipped around roughly.
“He did, but you didn’t,” he snapped. “He doesn’t get to mark your flesh, and he knows it. I should remove the plug and fuck your sweet ass; maybe you’ll learn a lesson,” he growled from deep in his chest. “You baited him even when he was trying to resist his more primal urges.”
“I did, now shut up and fuck me harder, big boy, or let him out to play,” I challenged him and then winced as he painfully parted my legs and drove his full cock inside of me.
I cried out in shock, and tried to un-skewer myself from his massiveness. “What’s the matter, Pet? Bit off more than this sweet pussy can take?” he asked as he started to rock his hips. “Fuck, you’re tight. This is what you need, isn’t it? To be dominated and controlled. To be fucked by a monster, one who loves you above anything else?”
“Yes,” I moaned as my head rocked from side to side while I came undone. “Yes!”
“Good, now good girl,” he said as he rolled us until I was sitting on him. “Ride me. Ride me until this sweet pussy comes again so I can feed.”
I rocked and moaned as pain assaulted me, but I was immortal and I wasn’t going to allow him to win. I lifted myself up until only the tip was inside, and then lowered myself at a painfully slow pace as he watched where our bodies were joined.
“Holy hell,” he whimpered, and I watched him as he continued to watch us, his eyes glazed over from lust as I used him over and over again.
I pushed my own power out, listening to him and his body’s reaction to my power as I fed him; he moaned and lifted his eyes to meet mine. His heart raced as his blood pumped in his veins. I’d taken his control, and we both knew it. He’d never fully given me control, and I wanted him to like it. I sent more waves of magic out, feeding him as I continued to slowly ride him.
“Gods save me,” he growled as he took control back, using my hips as an anchor as he pushed and pulled me until we both exploded into a heap of writhing bodies, moaning and screaming from the sheer magnitude of the release of power and p
leasure. I was glad he was King, and not only of the kingdom, but of the castle. He’d had the foresight to make the room soundproof, and it was good that he had.
But then, he did love to make me scream, and sex with Ryder was primal. Those animal instincts we were born with always took over with him. And I fucking loved it.
Chapter Twenty-Six
I walked the next day with a subtle limp. Not because I was sore, but because he’d insisted I wear the damn thing, and I wasn’t going to lose this game of ecstasy. It wasn’t even noon when he took to me to our room and pushed me down to my knees, then used my mouth like it was his to control. When he’d finished, he’d lifted me up and kissed me as if I was the most precious thing he owned.
“Is it sore?” he asked.
“No,” I lied, and smiled. I could lie! He couldn’t.
“Good, come here,” he said as he dragged me to the bed and removed my clothing with his magic. I looked at him questionably, but only had a second to guess his intentions before I was placed over his lap and the first slap landed.
I screamed, and then felt heat flood to my cheeks as pleasure washed over me.
“Count, Synthia,” he growled and slapped my ass again, this time he caught my pussy with his fingers and swore. “Damn, you’re wet,” he growled and took me on the bed without warning. When we were both in another pile of arms and legs and soaking wet with sweat, he grinned. “I fucking love you, there’s no question about it. No one has ever made me stop a game of seduction, or remove something before I was ready. I felt you wet and it was game over. I had to be inside of you more than I had to draw air.”
I kissed his lips and then fell back on the bed.
There was a knock at the door on the castle corridor side and we both froze and then laughed. “Do not get that,” I warned.
“I’m getting it, right after I fuck you again,” he growled. He pressed his erection against my leg. “You make me insatiable. Like I’m stuck in Transition, and it’s going to be never ending.”