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Shifting my position, I throw one of my legs over her so I’m straddling her thigh and grind my sensitive pussy against it. Then, I reach up to untie her other arm. Once the rope falls away, her arms wrap around my neck, and she digs her nails into my shoulders. I groan into her mouth before pulling back to untie her legs. As I push back from her, she drags her nails—no, her talons—down my arms. Little dots of blood appear as they continue their descent. I fucking love how wet it makes me.

When I sit up, I grind my hips against hers and rub our clits together. Vaelyn moans weakly below me.

“That was such a weak moan,” I say, rocking my hips again. “Am I not giving you enough?”

She shakes her head and tries to sneak her hand between us. I grab it before she can squeeze in, tsking at her.

“Please,” she whimpers.

I abandon the thought of untying her ankles and pin her hands back above her head. “Do I need to re-tie your hands? Youwilltake what I give you, and youwill notget yourself off when you think it’s not enough. Do you understand?”

She nods, and I grind my hips against hers again. The angle I’m at puts the best kind of friction on my clit, and I surprise myself when I gasp at the same time she does. Apparently, I need more too, so I do it a few more times.

When I pause, she tries to buck her hips, and I shake my head. I shift both of her hands into one of mine and bring my other toher throat, digging my fingers into her pulse points. “If you keep testing me, I’ll flip you over and tie you down so you can’t move at all. Then I’ll spank your ass until you’re raw and edge you to the point where release is all you can think about. I’ll have you begging me to get you off, but I won’t. Instead, I’ll leave you on this bed until I feel you’ve learned your lesson. Is that what you want, little one?”

She rolls her tongue piercings over her bottom lip as she licks it. “Not particularly at the moment. I’d rather have my turn to dominate you.”

“Maybe later. Right now, I really do love torturing you.”

One of her eyebrows raises. “You realize I could easily flip you over, even with my legs still being tied, right?”

I scoff. “You’re nearly half my size. There’s no—”

Her eyes narrow at me as a devious smile curves her lips. In the next second, she’s pulled her hands from beneath mine and has me on my back, just as she threatened.

“I may be small, but I am much stronger than you realize,” she says, lowering her face to mine and kissing the tip of my nose.

“Lesson learned,” I whisper and then reach out to grasp her neck, pulling her mouth back to mine.

She reaches back to release her legs from their bindings as we kiss. Once she’s freed from her bindings, she realigns our centers and rocks her hips into mine. I moan into her mouth, enjoying how good it feels to have her on top of me, taking control of me.

When she finds a good rhythm, I start rocking my hips against hers. Her movements become erratic within a minute, and I know she’s close to release. Doing as she’d done to me, I bring my free hand to her shoulder and elongate my talons slightly. Then, I drag them down her arm, watching as her blood races my talons to her wrist.

Her lips leave mine, and she places our foreheads together, breathing heavily. “Fuck, that feels like heaven.”

I turn my head to the side, catching a droplet of her blood with my tongue. “Soak my pussy with your cum, little one. I know you’re close. Come for me.”

She cries out, her mouth falling to my neck, where she buries herself. I lap up the blood running down her arm and pull my talons back in. She lets out one last moan before her orgasm sweeps over her. I’m not far behind, crashing over the precipice with one more roll of my hips.

Through ragged breaths, she sits up and says, “Holy fuck. I’ve never come so hard just by scissoring.”

I rub my hands up and down her back for a moment before I pull her down to kiss me. “You have to have the right partner—one that knows what they’re doing.”

“You clearly do.”

With a sly smirk, I say, “Let’s just say I’ve been around the block a time or two… or many more than that. Let’s go take a shower to get all this blood and sweat off us.”

She plays with one of her tongue piercings. “I really should get going.”

I shake my head. “You can stay for a while; I don’t mind. I actually rather enjoy your being here.”

She rolls her eyes. “I’m pretty sure it’s the sex you liked, not my company.”

When she tries to sit up, I hold on to her so she can’t move. “The sex was very enjoyable, but that’s not why I want you to stay. I spend so much time alone; It’s nice to have someone to talk to, at least for a while.”

An emotion I can’t place flickers across her face, but it’s gone all too quickly. “Fine. Let’s go shower.”

I smile and smack her ass. She lets out a yelp that turns to a moan, and I laugh. Then I sit up and point to the door opposite the one we came in. “That’s the bathroom. Let me grab some towels, and I’ll be right in.”