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"I'd do anything you command, Mistress."
"I believe it," she said, but with a mild rebuke in her tone that told him, as usual, he couldn't get anything past her.
"I won't command you to do that. Because I know that's not good for my sub. But I do like the fantasy. It gets me stirred up. I know you could take down almost any male sub in this place, subjugate him to your will. Except maybe Mac. That would be an interesting fight."
Yeah, because Mac would have to be unconscious, his head beaten into pulp, before he'd let a live dick anywhere near his straight ass. But what made Marius hot was hearing how the fantasy turned her on. She'd be so wet, watching him shove some guy to his hands and knees, hold his neck in one hard hand as he shoved his cock into him with the other. It ached in the hold of the vampire glove. Fuck, it hurt. And yet he was so fricking hard...
She released him, scratching his upper thighs with the gloves, causing another little shudder. Standing, she moved the bench off him. When he heard a rustling, he didn't dare hope, not until she'd straddled him again and confirmed she'd removed her clothes. She was still wearing the gloves, though, making him bite back more curses as she curled the barbed fingers around him again, goading him as she guided him into her pussy and sunk down on him.
Putting both hands on his chest, she dragged them down over his pectorals, snagging his nipples. He snarled, writhed and bucked at the stimulation and discomfort while she rode him, clutching his cock with her slick muscles.
She was killing him.
She rode him hard and long, and kept tormenting him with the gloves throughout, pushing out his climax farther and farther. He was growling, lifting his hips to push into her, being just as aggressive as she was. He wanted his hands free and fought his bindings, which she didn't release.
"Let me go. I want to fuck you. Bite your nipples. Make you scream."
"Bite my nipples hard?" she whispered, bending down to bite his ear. She drew back when his teeth snapped close, trying to return the favor.
"Yeah."
"Well you don't get to do that, right now. You're mine, and you'll serve my pussy as I say, not you. Right?" She snagged his nipple again and he swallowed another creative curse.
"Yes, Mistress."
She rode him as she wished, taking him up and back, up and back, until he was crazed with animal need. "Go," she said.
Insane as he was, he knew it was a trap. She'd done it before, a playful mindfuck. He shook his head. "Not before my Mistress. She's taught me better than that."
"Yes, she has. But it may take her awhile. She's enjoying her ride too much to cut it short. So let's use this..."
She snapped the cock ring around him, having to push and pull on him some to make it work, since he was already so erect. He grunted his discomfort, and then she was back to rising and falling upon him, speaking to him in a breathy voice that morphed into long, low cries as she came, her orgasm gushing over his cock.
God, yes... He was dying, his balls and cock throbbing like a damn toothache. "Fuck...please..."
"Please what? You want to come?" She was breathless, bouncing on him, pushing down hard, slapping her clit against his pelvis. "Spill all that messy seed of yours inside your Mistress?"
"Please...I'll clean it with my mouth."
"You bet your ass you will." She unsnapped the ring, and intense pleasure flooded her tone. "Come for me, sweet boy."
Sometimes he thought he might explode from the force of the climaxes she could pull from him. He punched up into her, again, again, her sharp gloves digging into him as his climax jetted forth. He shuddered and convulsed from the intense pleasure of it, the pain of the barbs, the indescribable bliss of her cunt holding him.
It went on endlessly, and yet was always over too soon. When his mind stopped spinning, he realized she'd removed the gloves, and was running soft fingertips and palms over his abraded chest and legs. "There we are," she murmured. She straddled his face. "Clean me through the hood. I don't think you've earned using your tongue directly on my flesh. I'll have to take you home and teach you some more manners before you get that reward."
If he could have forced his tongue through cloth he would have. For now, he was just thankful the hood was thin enough he could smell her arousal, feel the wet heat of it soaking through as he licked and sucked on her cunt through the fabric. She quivered and jerked, still sensitive after her climax, so he gentled his touch. When she at last removed the hood, he found she'd turned off the light, so it was the two of them in darkness. He wanted to see her beautiful body. She laid down upon him, though, her hips between his spread thighs, the energy around them becoming even more weighted as a result of that darkness. She freed one of his cuffs so he could curl an arm around her, hold her tight against him.
"I love you, Mistress," he said quietly against her hair. "I hope I pleased you."
"You do, and you will continue to do so. Else I'll take it out of your hide." There was a smile in her voice, and tenderness...and love. "I meant it, Duncan. I would never make you fight in those fights. You never have to fight again."
He was silent as her fingers stroked him, her lips moving against his flesh. He closed his eyes, savoring it, feeling the twist in his heart and his gut. She was smart, his Mistress. She knew what happened in his head, what his silences meant.
"You don't agree. Speak to me. Tell me what my sub is thinking."
It took him a few moments, but he answered her, though the words came slow because they weren't easy. Nothing important was. "I do have to fight again, Mistress. Every day, against myself, and whatever else comes along. To serve you, to keep earning your love."
She slid her arms fully around him, held him even tighter for a long pause before she answered. "You know, all that time, the wonderful, charming things you said? They don't hold a candle to how you make a woman feel when you're speaking straight from your heart. So mind you only say such things to me, unless you want to be in big trouble."
