Page 58 of Widowed


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I wait for the pain, but instead, I feel Kyro’s tongue licking my clit. My hands and feet are still held in place, and I can’t move as I please. The tremble is still present.

“Fuck…fuck…yes…” I mumble. “…oh…”

Then I started to feel Kyro cutting into my upper thigh. I begin to whimper from the pain, which causes him to stop. “If it’s too much, tell me.” He says softly.

“No, go ahead. I can bear it.” I sucked in a breath.

Kyro then continues cutting into me, while licking my clit and somehow pain and pleasure become one. It’s an intoxicating feeling.

“Have I turned you into a masochist? Are you getting turned on by the pain of me slicing your skin open? As if you couldn’t make me even happier.” He groans in between licks, but his eyes are watching how he cuts into me. Those frosted blue eyes watch carefully, making sure that it meets his expectations. “I’m done.” He finishes.

I feel the liquid descend on my leg. He takes a small towel and cleans the blood. “Don’t worry, I’ve only cut deep enough to leave a faint scar. This won’t look scary once it heals.” He starts to snicker, “Most men leave hickeys to claim what’s theirs, but they fade. This won’t.”

“How should I claim you?” I softly whine. I want so badly to grab his hair and push his tongue deeper inside me, but I’m currently at his mercy. This icy-eyed demon.

Kyro raises a brow in excitement. “How should you claim me?”

“A collar would be nice, or maybe a muzzle would suit you better.” I joke.

He meets my gaze with his striking eyes and my laughter quiets. He walks over to my hands and unbinds them, along with my feet. Without any words, he grabs my hair and forces me to not break eye contact. “Great minds think alike.” He smirks.

He lets go of my hair and goes into another drawer with a collar with beautiful diamonds and attached is a leash. He attached the collar to my neck, and I looked in the mirror. It looks amazing on me. This thing looks and feels way too expensive.

“Now be a good girl and put your head on the bed and ass in the air.” He rubs his hand on my back, and I listen to his order.

My back arches with my bare ass in full viewing. I feel leather passing over my ass and then the sting of it slapping it. “How many times do you think I would have to spank you to see that rosy shade? Let’s count together.” He asks as he leaves a trail of kisses on my ass cheeks.

“One.” I count.

Spank

“Two.” He counts.

Spank

“Three.” We both count.

Spank

“Your skin is more sensitive than I thought. It’s already covered in my handprint.” He chuckles.

He’s enjoying taunting me and I enjoy him doing it.

He suddenly grabs onto the back of my thighs and sticks his tongue back into my pussy. “Fuck, I keep wanting to play with you, but I have this hunger. I don’t want to stop tasting you.”

My toes curl and my fingers clutch onto the satin sheets as I come from his skillful tongue. I scream out, running my orgasm through.

“That’s it. Come. Come right now on my tongue. I won’t miss any of it.” Kyro growls as he continues to lick all the cum from me. My body growls limp from the orgasm I just had, but Kyro is not letting me rest anytime soon. I feel him taking out the plug from my ass.

I hear his zipper move and then the feeling of the head of his cock poking at my ass, and I brace myself for what’s coming. The slow entry into my ass is a tantalizing, almost painful sensation. The pressure builds as my muscles grip him tightly, like a snake coiling around its target.

He groans and even whines a bit. To hear him so vulnerable brings me such erotic energy. With the leash attached to the collar, he pulls on it as he begins to fuck me. It forces my head to bend backward slightly, as if he was pulling my hair. The pull also cuts off a bit of air for me, but I don’t mind.

Kyro thrusts into me whenever he tightens his grip on the leash. His cock is warm as it enters me. His hand is steaming hot as it rests. His long finger tapped the top of my ass.

“Fuck…” He groans loudly. “Such a tight ass.”

“Yes…yes fuck…oh…God.” My finger grips the sheets tighter with every thrust.

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