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"Hanna, just untie me please, I already apologized and admitted my fault, so please." Stepan's eyes averted from mine as he dodged my question.
Letting out an audible sigh, I began to palm him through his pants, causing him to suck in a sharp breath as his hips rolled at me. "If I let you go then what are you gonna do with this hard problem of yours? You weren't thinking about stroking one out in the shower were you? Or were you going to bend me over somewhere and screw my brains out, hm?"
When Stepan refused to answer or look at me, I grabbed the back of his hair and forced his head in my direction. "I expect an answer, hon." Gripping him through his pants, I gave him a firm squeeze and stroke. "If you don't answer me then I'll just ride you until I'm satisfied, without letting you come." I threatened with a playful leer and smirk.
"No, don't do that, please." No doubt his last punishment ran through his mind right about now with the tortured expression on his face.
"Then be a good Daddy and answer me." I replied in a sweet voice and smiled as if I didn't just threaten to give him blue balls just now.
"I was hard 'cause I was thinking about you on top of me or sucking me off while I was tied, happy? I was going to ask you to do one of the two for some relief." He admitted with flushed cheeks and averted eyes.
It was adorable how he still got embarrassed whenever our positions were switched. Also, I loved that I had such power over him. Our dynamic wasn't stark black and white, which I found amusing because I never expected Stepan to be a switch like me when we first got into things. I couldn't explain the rush I'd get whenever I'd top. To have such a strong and powerful man under you at your mercy, obeying your every word and whim. I might only sometimes like it, but the occasional change in dynamic momentarily was nice.
Getting on top of him, I straddled him and flashed him a cheeky smile as I grind my hips against his hard-on. "See, now was that so hard?" I teased as I leaned down and hovered my lips over his. "What do you want? For me to suck you off? Or for me to ride you?"
Stepan's body arched at my touch when I raked my nails down his bare chest and abs and slipped a teasing finger under the waistband of his pants. "Suck me off, I want to see you swallow me." He pleaded in a voice filled with desperation. "Please, tigress."
Quickly pecking his lips, I ran a tongue down his body while my hands pulled his pants down to release his cock. Ghosting my lips down his length, I gave his balls a slow, firm lick before taking them into my mouth as I wrapped my hand around his girthy shaft.
Peaking up, I watched Stepan lay his head back and tense his muscles as I sucked and licked at his balls while stroking him. "Hanna, please, I need to feel you, please." His voice came out breathy and needy with his bucking hips.
Pulling off with a soft pop, I give his length a slow lick up from the base to the tip, swirling my tongue around his crown and then his tip, picking up the bead of precum that leaked out with a delighted moan. "What? My tongue? Lips? Mouth? Hands? Pussy? You gotta be more specific, Daddy, otherwise I won't know." I teased with a smirk, sticking my tongue out and giving his tip some soft flicks.
"Malenkaya." He whined, looking down at me pleadingly. When I made no move to do anything but tease with little touches, strokes, and licks, he threw his head back with a defeated groan. "Your mouth, please, I need to feel your mouth around my cock."
A quick smirk of victory graced my lips before I took him fully into my mouth, only stopping when I felt him hit the back of my throat. "Take more of me, please." He breathed out shakily.
Holding his hips down, I ignore him—for now—and start to bob my head. He could shove himself down and face fuck me when he's in charge, which was not now. I wanted to enjoy him a little longer before choking on him.
As my head moved, my tongue swept along the underside of his throbbing member. Stepan kept begging me to take in more as I kept my leisure pace, but again, I didn't heed his pleas. His desperation picked up faster than I anticipated, which brought a smile to the corners of my lips as I continued to blow him off.
"Ple—ah!" Stepan gasped sharply when I deepthroated him suddenly, his body flexing under me as I swallowed his cock. "Shit." The metal bars of the headboard creaked under Stepan's force when he gripped and pulled at the ropes that bound him.
With an arm across his hips to keep him from bucking at me too much, I used my other hand to cup his family jewels and play with them while I continued to move my head, nearly pulling off completely before taking him all the way down to the base each and every time.
A small moment passed before Stepan's groan caught in his throat with the warning of his release, which I pulled back enough to where only his tip remained. With a strangled groan, he came in me, filling my mouth with his cum. My hand stroked at his pulsating cock as I sucked to milk him for all he had before pulling off completely. Carefully, while looking at him, I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out to show him my filled mouth before swallowing everything and repeating the action to show him not a single drop remained.
"Fuck, I'm never gonna get tired of that." Stepan let out a satisfied chuckle and adoring look as his body slackened against his restraints. "Now are you done with your little power trip?"
Rolling my eyes, I leaned down and kissed him softly before undoing the bindings around his wrists and ankles. I let my hand and fingers linger around his wrist with the bracelet, smiling unconsciously as I traced the edges and engraving on the metal plate.
The wedding was fun and lovely, but our private collaring ceremony will forever be my life's most memorable and important event.
Unknowingly, my fingers brushed against my own collar, the one Stepan puts on every morning after we shower. I've no shame wearing it out; why should I be ashamed about showing the world who owns me? Who I chose to give myself wholly to. I was rather proud of it, and having his collar adorn my neck gave me a sense of security and belonging.
"I love how happy you always look whenever it comes to your collar." Stepan noted out loud with a happy smile of his own, pulling me from my thoughts.
"Because having your collar on my body makes me very happy." I assured him with a genuine smile before kissing him passionately. "Now, go wash up, I'll heat up your breakfast then we'll pack up and head back." I murmured against his lips after breaking the kiss.
"Bossy, bossy, but yes, malenkaya." Stepan replied with a roll of eyes before patting my ass to urge me off.
Two weeks came and went in the blink of an eye; it felt like yesterday that we arrived, Stepan much more reluctant than now. It was a pain in the ass to deal with his sour ass the first few days, but he adjusted with some help of a firm hand. As lovely as it was, there were moments when I wished we could cut the getaway short because living out in the forest doing nothing—felt like nothing to me—was boring.
Also, spending nearly every waking second with Stepan was, well, let's say I've had my fill of him for a whole year. I needed some space, badly. I love him, but by God did he become intolerable. I thought working at home with him was bad, but at least we remained occupied with our own work for certain amounts of time; here, we literally only had each other. Stepan was supposed to take it easy, but him going out hunting was the only break I got from him, so I let him go for some peace of my sanity—or whatever I had left of it.
Seems like Stepan was more than eager to get back home as well because he kicked his ass into high gear right after his meal and packed the car in record time. We were on the road by the time I knew it.
It didn't take long for his hand to find my thigh and claim it once we were on the road. "I'm curious, and been wanting to ask but never got around to it, but where did your title, The Beast, come from? You don't seem too bothered by it either."
