Kali skimmed me over slowly, her gaze scorching. Her eyes glittered with an intensity that grew heated when they landed on my groin. I didn’t bother trying to hide my reaction, as I couldn’t move a whole lot.
“So, you thought your betrothed had decided to bind you and rough you up a little?” she asked, her voice the low, sensual purr from before. Stars and moon, I wasn’t immune. My balls throbbed with a heavy ache from how she’d worked me over before—when she’d been attempting to intimidate me. Clearly, my signals weren’t just crossed—any attempt at sanity had fled completely.
“Uh, yeah, that’s about right,” I admitted, my voice coming out a little thready.
Her lips curled into a wicked grin.
“I owe you an apology.” Sensuality dripped from her tone, from the way she stared at me like she was prepared to devour. “And you have a…well, not so small problem on your hands.” Her gaze dropped to my crotch. “Is that something you’d be interested in relieving?”
I swallowed hard as another burst of pre-cum threatened to stain my trousers. “Yes, please.”
“Politeness will get you everywhere,” she said as she sank to the floor in front of me. Her eyes sparked like starbursts, and I couldn’t help but be entranced as her plush lips were so close to my desperate cock. “Good thing you’re already tied down, Arryn.” She glanced up at me. “I’ll have you screaming before the end.”
Chapter three
In less than an hour, I’d gone from wandering around searching for Socks to tied up and about to be blown.
As far as predicaments went, I could think of far worse.
Like the time my Auntie Pym got stuck in a vat of honeyshrew serum. It took six of us to pull her free, and she was bathing the substance off a week later.
Which was the last thing I wanted to think of when Kali was on her knees in front of me. She prowled forward, her dark eyes flashing with heat. My body trembled, still on edge from the way she’d teased me. Apparently that had been attempted torture, but I’d always had a high pain tolerance, which had come in handy here.
“This what you need?” she asked as she undid the laces of my trousers. They loosened, she yanked the fabric down to my thighs, and my skin prickled from the cool air. My bare ass pressed against the hard surface of the seat. I hoped I wouldn’t get splinters—those were a menace to get rid of. My cock protruded, achingly hard and leaking pre-cum like it was my job.She swiped at the tip with her thumb and brought it up to her lips to suck. A moan escaped me at the sight.
Kali was a gorgeous woman, all firm muscle with an air of danger I liked far too much. The smolder in her eyes, the sharpness of her features entranced me. The fact she was interested in me in the slightest blew my mind.
“You’re a wet little slut, aren’t you,” she purred, and I incinerated. Her smirk was scorching, and I squirmed in the seat, appreciating those bonds more than ever, so I didn’t slide right off the chair. She asked, “Where are you sensitive?”
“Fuck, everywhere,” I admitted, a flush rising to my cheeks. “You name it.”
“Ah, so here?” she asked, sliding her fingers past my balls to stroke at my taint. A shiver raced through me, my body in overdrive, and she’d barely begun. My cock gushed again, and she swiped at the liquid before guiding her fingers between my legs again. The second they reached my hole, I let out a shout. “I should’ve figured you’d be an ass slut.”
“Yes,” I gasped out. “Please.”
“So polite,” she murmured as she slid her fingertip an inch in. My hole sucked her in far too fast, as greedy as it was, and she glided it the rest of the way. The rest of her hand was flattened between my body and the chair. Except she didn’t need to pump into me. No, she curled her finger and stroked at my inner wall. When she crooked the tip inside me, stars burst in my vision, and I gasped. My legs trembled as she continued to stroke with a steady pressure, and I was grateful for the chair beneath me, as I wasn’t sure how I’d be able to keep myself up.
“Let’s see if we can coax some filthy sounds from you,” she said, pressing harder with the tip of her finger.
I didn’t hold back. I howled with pleasure, my whole body lighting up from her careful touches. Her sultry scent wrapped around me, mingling with the must of the old floorboards, andI drank it in. Strands of her hair drifted in front of her face as she continued to play with my hole, even though my weight had to be crushing her hand. She didn’t seem to care in the slightest, a determination in the set of her jaw that was impossibly attractive.
My cock leaked again, the drop tickling as it trickled down my length. I squirmed as she continued to lazily stroke at my prostate, sending bursts through me each time. My toes curled, but I couldn’t do anything with how I was bound. A delicious thrill rose inside me. My hands balled into fists, the bite of my nails into my palms elevating me even higher.
“So messy,” she said, eyeing the dribble down my length. “Are you always this wet, princess?”
Heat rushed through me, the hit of euphoria. We hadn’t talked terms or preferences yet, and I was fluid with gender, but she seemed to see me. I swallowed hard.
She arched her brow. “If you don’t like anything I’m doing or saying, tell me. It’d be a pretty shit apology otherwise.”
“Oh, no,” I stammered. “No, I really, really like that.”
“Figured,” she said, mischief dancing in her eyes. Ngh. “You have a princess look about you.” Then she stroked inside me again.
Bliss radiated through me, and I let out another keening cry, writhing on her palm. Even if I wasn’t sitting, her calling me princess would bring me to my knees. Maybe because I spent so much time out in the fields, maybe because I tended to tower over people—either way, I adored the term more than I could express.
She leaned down and licked the tip of my cock. I almost bucked forward—except at the last moment remembered the bite of the ropes around me. Kali licked again, the sensitivity even more enhanced from all the touches earlier—even if they weren’t meant sensually. The slight sting of the bonds across mychest kept me on edge, and I loved how exposed I felt right now, how utterly at her mercy.
She thrust her fingers inside me again, touching right onthatspot, and I immolated. Then she sucked on the tip of my cock, hard enough for a little spike of pleasure/pain, and I moaned.
