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My clit pulsed greedily, like it was demanding more.
I squeaked, trying to fight against the idea that a part of me wanted this, and I didn’t know if that part was bigger than the one that didn’t want this. Indecision played out in my head, but it was my body that made the choice for me.
My pussy clenched hard as he let go, and for the first time, I didn’t fight the pain that followed. I just let it sweep me away. I rode the wave with wild abandon, unsure of where it would take me.
“Kane…” I moaned.
“That’s it, little one. You liked that, didn’t you,” he mused.
I didn’t answer, not wanting to admit he was right while also not wanting to chance lying to him now that I’d had at least a semblance of an idea of what he might do to punish me.
Three lies. Three bites.
He leaned forward, and I could feel the hard line of his cock against my hip. He was aroused by this. I licked my lips, taking in the fact that he’d enjoyed hurting me, and trying to deny that I’d liked it too.
I shouldn’t have liked it, but I did.
His fingers trailed down the bare skin of my side as he knelt back down.
“This pretty pussy is practically weeping for me,” he declared boldly, and a heated flush rushed up to my face. To make matters worse, he placed a kiss directly on top of my clit, causing a zing of pleasure to race straight through me. I whimpered, trying to keep quiet, but it was useless.
I’d bitten off more than I could chew, and I knew it.
His tongue peeked out from between his lips, and he leaned forward, swiping it once through my wet folds.
His eyes held mine, ravenous and possessive and a tiny bit unhinged. His irises flashed yellow once again, and I cried out in fearful arousal. What did that mean?
“You taste even more delicious than I’d imagined, little one,” he mused, cocking his head as a dangerous expression flitted over his features. A nervous shiver rolled down my spine as he pressed gentle kisses to either side of my thighs, his hands pinning my waist in place once again. I stared down at him, my chest heaving up and down while my heart hammered away inside of it.
“You can’t mean to,” I whispered.
“I do. I’m going to make you scream until you’re hoarse tonight,” he vowed.
A jolt of pleasure pierced through me, causing me to nearly pitch forward, but he held me safely in place.
I wouldn’t be able to escape what was coming, and a part of me didn’t want to.
His tongue drew along my pussy, warm and wet and as delicious as I’d imagined it would be. He bared his teeth and dragged them down the top of my mound, causing shivers of fearful delight to race through me. I had difficulty keeping still, but it didn’t matter because soon he hefted me off the ground and placed my legs over his shoulder.
“You’re not going to escape me now that I’ve caught you, little one,” he warned, and his threat vibrated down into the deepest parts of my soul. I shivered, trying to hold myself together, but when his mouth descended onto my clit again, I knew I was lost.
With a sort of reverence that I thought didn’t exist anymore, he kissed my clit. He worshipped my pussy, using his tongue and his teeth to slowly draw me to the brink of orgasm and then back again. I fought that first orgasm as hard as I could, trying to tell myself I wasn’t going to come for him in the middle of a dark alley, but his tongue was relentless and far more experienced than any other man I’d ever been with.
With expert skill, he circled my clit with his tongue, slowly building up pressure and drawing out my needy little bud until it was as hard and sensitive as it had ever been.
Desire, like an unrelenting storm, seized control of my every waking thought. It was an insatiable hunger that consumed me, an all-encompassing yearning that left no room for rationality or caution. He had become an addiction, a fire that burned within me day and night, blazing through my senses with an unquenchable need.
In the midst of this passionate storm, I found myself forced to surrender to the depths of pleasure and darkness that he offered.
I let myself be consumed by it.
Over and over again, he pushed me to the edge and pulled me back, dragging out my pleasure and making my entire body quake with it. With my back firmly against the wall and my legs over his shoulders, there was nothing I could do to escape. I had to take it.
Then, without warning, his lips latched onto my clit, and he sucked inward, teasing the tip of it with his tongue. The pressure of his mouth was just right, and my eyes rolled back in my head as my back arched off the wall.
I screamed, coming hard. I could feel my arousal dripping down my thighs, but I didn’t care. My climax was hard enough to make me see stars, and I had trouble keeping still. My thighs quaked as waves of pleasure took me by storm, catching me up like a riptide and refusing to let me go. Every muscle in my body seized, and my head swirled with it. Up on his shoulders, I felt small and weightless and entirely vulnerable as I flew apart on his tongue.
He laved my clit, forcing my pleasure that much higher, and I came that much harder. I struggled to take it, but he didn’t let me go, making me writhe through every last second of my pleasure before it crested at long last. I screamed once more, rocking my hips back and forth as much as I was able before my release finally ebbed and I slumped back against the wall.
