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He just pushed me toward the foot of the bed. "Grab the footboard," he ordered.
That put me on my knees, somewhere between on all fours and simply kneeling. Just as my hands wrapped around the wood rail, I heard something open. The lube, I realized when I looked back. Ela stroked it onto himself, set the bottle beside his wine and then followed me over. Halfway there, he bent to scoop something off the floor: my cravat.
"Don't move," he breathed, reaching around me to bind my wrists again, but he didn't tie me to the footboard.
Instead, he all but forced my hands to clasp each other, then tightened the knot a little more. When it was finally good, Ela grabbed my arm and pulled it up, forcing my hands over my head, then back, until I had to bend to keep my shoulders aligned. My back was arched, but he guided my bound wrists over his own head, making me embrace him.
That was when he kissed me again. This time, it wasn't hard. He took his time about it, toying with my mouth, teasing my tongue. I grabbed the back of his neck, begging for more as our tongues met, swirled, and he let one hand explore my contorted body. His fingers slid down the crease of muscles beside my hip. His palm flattened when he reached my thigh, and then he made his way back over to tease my dick without even touching it.
His hand was so close that I couldn't think of anything else but how badly I wanted this man to stroke me. How much I needed our partners to enjoy the show as he made me moan. I shifted, begging with my body, but he ignored it, using his fingertips to trace the short hair around the base.
Then I felt his dick press against my ass. He'd used a lot of lube and was very slick. The moment I sucked in a breath, he pushed in, filling me in a single thrust.
I groaned, and it wasn't softly.
"That's my boy," he praised, finally stroking my achingly hard dick. "Give in, Talin."
"Make me," I breathed.
His hand again clenched my dick and balls. The other moved to my throat, forcing my head to face him so he could kiss me again. The moment his tongue met mine, Ela thrust, rocking through my body hard. He pounded into me, holding me only by my throat and dick. I could feel my cock swelling in his grip. The air wasn't easy to suck past his hand around my neck. That sweet bite of pain made every inch of him feel even better.
Then his teeth clamped down on my lip. The sound I made could only be described as a whimper, but the good kind. This was what I wanted in a man. Someone strong enough to take me, not just accept me. Ela shifted his hips as he pulled his mouth away, and I knew I wouldn't last. He'd teased me, tormented me, and the eyes of Nari and Wraythe made it that much better.
I was his bitch, but he'd never once hurt me. He didn't have to. I'd given him the power. He knew just how to make me want to, how to dare me, tease me, and seduce me into giving it to him. And it felt so fucking good. Each thrust into my ass was hard enough to make me gasp. Every movement pushed my dick into that fierce grip, and I could feel my balls clenching.
I was so close. I was completely and totally his, and I just wanted him to be there with me. "Ela..." I begged.
"I'm sorry," he breathed against my neck. "I can't hurt you, Talin. I tried, but I can't." He pumped into me again. "I love you too much."
The words were soft, but they were enough. I heard him. My body heard him. My breath caught, I tensed, and I lost the last of my control. I cried out, the sound nothing but pure pleasure, and I felt myself throbbing in his tight grip. Ela thrust again, trying to ride me, and then he dropped his face against my shoulder and his breath fell out in a shudder. One more thrust as I spilled the last of my cum, and then I felt him throbbing inside me.
My fingers tangled in the hair at the back of his head because that was all I had to hold me up. "I love you too," I managed. "I was just waiting until you were sure."
"Shh," he begged, easing my arms back down. "I got you, babe."
"Mm." I let him release my hands, all but holding my body up, his dick still inside me. "Tell me again why we're supposed to be scared of you?"
"I tried," he admitted, the words little more than a whisper.
"And you still can't hurt the ones you love."
Chapter 38
Nariana
Iwoke wrapped up in Ela's arms. His breath was soft and slow against the back of my shoulder, yet when I opened my eyes, it was Talin I saw. Wraythe's hand traced the lines of a bite on his back. Blinking, I followed the arm up to find the large man propped up on a shoulder, lying on his side, and looking at the abuse his ward had given my guardian last night.
Then Talin murmured. "That one's sore."
"Not kissing it," Wraythe said softly. "He broke the skin."
"Felt good at the time," Talin said, but his words were nearly lost in his pillow. "Morning, Nari."
"You going to be ok in grappling?" I asked him.
"Mm." A smile curled his lips. "Not taking off my shirt, but I'm fine."
"He pounded your ass pretty hard," Wraythe pointed out.
