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"Wrists," he said, arching an eyebrow at me.
Hogtied. Check.
And here I'd started to think that Khell was done playing games during my visit. My breath was short and quick in my chest, but I didn't hesitate or ask any questions, sliding my wrists back until my arms were flat on the bed.
Khell shook a pair of fancy, padded cuffs, with a little digital screen glowing something unreadable from my position. "These will unlock on a timer, or when you say your safe word."
In all the time I'd been here, I hadn't even uttered a syllable of my safe word. I nodded and relaxed, wiggling my hips again and sighing at the tingle of friction on my clit. Khell had left it alone for a few hours and it was still aching, but also now throbbing with a suspended arousal he'd built up in me—constantly satisfied, constantly wanting more.
He was gentle with the cuffs, linking them around the bar spreading my ankles, allowing me limited movement while also offering a pleasant stretch in my shoulders and the sense of captivity I'd been intrigued by.
"You are mine, Sunny," Khell whispered, words rough.
I opened my lips to agree—not for the sake of our assigned roles; it was the truth now—but the words were stolen out of my mouth as Khell drew my hips back and sank home to the hilt again. His fingers found my wrists, covering the backs of my hands with his broad palms, encompassing me in his grip as he fucked me with slow and deep thrusts, pulling almost completely out before sinking in as deep as he could go.
I was breathless. The friction of the pillow, of Khell's cock inside of me, of the tug and jostle on my legs and shoulders, all a constant reminder that I was at Khell's mercy.
But he was merciful. Khell was kind and careful even as he was fucking me so hard it made my brain rattle in my skull.
There was pressure on top of me, tension in my legs enough to burn, and then slow, wet kisses traveled down my spine, proving my point. Khell lifted away before the position hurt, his hands stroking up and down my arms in a leisurely echo of the fucking he was giving me.
I missed his face, but maybe it was better this way. He couldn't see my eyes watering as I thought about this day, this week ending. He could hear my moans and only know that they were from pleasure, and not also the ache building in my chest. The strange tangle of relief at his touching me, combined with the rising sorrow of knowing that touch was going to be stolen away soon.
"Don't stop," I said, probably for the thousandth time that day.
Khell huffed a ragged sound behind me, his hands moving to clasp my waist, to draw me back onto his cock. My cheek was pressed against the tangled sheet. My swollen, sensitive nipples crushed and rubbing into the mattress, my clit against the pillow. The cuff rattled and slid against the bar with each of my breaths and each of Khell's steady snaps of his hips, just rough enough to clap inside of me but not enough to sting.
I love you, I thought, which was the most absurdly sex-addled thing that I could've come up with. I didn't know Khell. And in spite of the ledger of sexual fantasies I'd handed over to him and MSA, and the confessions I'd offered in the den, Khell didn't really know me either.
"Come for me, petal," Khell growled behind me.
From any other man, the words would've been useless. But Khell had memorized my body and its responses. He shifted up onto his knees slightly, stav stroking against my front walls, and I released a low cry into the bed beneath me as I started to shake.
Every time I thought I was too tired, too used up to enjoy an orgasm, Khell proved me wrong. Warmth sizzled through me, centering at my cunt and flaring slowly out in pulses of heat and syrupy satisfaction. His snarls of relief joined my panting whines, our bodies working together, trying to find new depths for him to plunge, a way for our skin to fuse together, our hearts to beat in union.
The release seemed to go on forever, slow and throbbing, extending down to my toes and up into my head, erasing all the heartache for the moment and replacing it with a pure, bright understanding that this was right. This was exactly what my body was designed for. Khell was a part of me. I didn't feel my bindings, the awkward strain of my body, the messy bed I was lying on. No, there was only the lovely pulse of relief and the knowledge that I was right where I ought to be, held by exactly whom I was meant to be held by.
And then, abruptly and while I was still shuddering, Khell pulled free of me.
I blinked and whined, the sound choked off as the tension of my legs was interrupted and they flopped to the mattress, liberated from the spreader. As quick as he'd put me on my belly, Khell turned me again, my back finding an uncomfortably wet spot on the bed, his arms cradling me so I wasn't lying on my still cuffed wrists.
Khell was looming over me, lowering himself until the image of him was blurry, too close to be studied, his hot forehead against mine.
"Close your eyes, Sunny."
I was well-trained now, and they fell shut at the command. Khell's lips were my reward, almost as chapped as my own and twice as hungry. He purred above me, but the sound was ragged, the vibration rough in my mouth as his tongue slipped in, searching and licking for every flavor of me.
I wanted to say the words to him, tell him what I'd thought while he'd fucked me, as if I might make 'I love you' sound like a joke. Would he say it back for the sake of our games, our arranged roles? Would it be sweet to hear, even if I knew it was a lie?
Khell's kiss was endless, thorough, as he nibbled and licked, fucking my mouth with his tongue and then retreating to brush his lips and tusks against me. I took every touch, soaked up our flavors mixed together, tried to return to that hazy perfect place where I couldn't find the edges between us.
I gasped as he pulled away, my lungs remembering their need for oxygen now that my lips were deprived of my orc.
"Keep them closed, my pretty petal," Khell rasped.
I nodded obediently as Khell put me on my side, giving my bound arms space. The bed jostled as he rose, and I shivered in place until a blanket covered me. Sweet orc, I thought, smiling. What game was next? How much time did we have? If it wasn't long, I would've rather we spent it together in the bed, touching in any way.
I waited a breath, two, a long and quiet pause. Khell could be remarkably quiet for being so massive, but then a floorboard creaked. His steps moved to the door, and I cheated for a glance.
