She goes faster, taking me deeper, her lips stretched tight as she attempts to swallow me whole. Fuck, her mouth feels amazing, but it's not enough. I want more. I need to feel her throat constricting around me, choking on my length.
She rubs my balls with her free hand, her touch maddening as she sucks me off. I moan, my eyes rolling back in my head as pleasure zings through me, making my balls draw tight with need. Then her fingers skim lower, probing where no one has ever dared to venture.
I flinch and try to scramble away, my hips bucking. "What the fuck, Dani!" I growl, my eyes snapping open.
She pops off my cock, her lips red and swollen, drool and spit coating her lips and running down her throat. "What? Just testing the waters," she says, all calm like she's talking about the fucking weather. "There's a little backdoor button…" she wiggles her finger at my entrance. "Right…"
"I may be drugged and weak, but not enough for you to play in my ass," I snap, fixing her with a dark glare. I can feel a growl rumbling in my chest, a warning she'd do well to heed.
But Dani just hums. "How do you know you won't like it?" she teases, her hand inching closer again to my puckered hole. "You might find it's your new favorite thing, babe."
Fuck. Me.
I'm tied up, weak, and at Dani's mercy. I'm so fucking wound up I'm about to explode, and not in a friendly way. Dani rolls her eyes at my warning, and I swear, she will pay for that when I'm untied.
She takes me back down her throat, her finger still teasing my hole. I can't help but thrust up into her mouth, needing more, needing to feel her throat tightning around me. Dani moans, the vibrations shooting straight to my nuts. She starts circling my asshole with her finger, and it feels... fuck, it actually feelsgood. Sick, twisted, but good. Or maybe I'm so wound up that any touch drives me crazy.
"FuckingChrist, Dani," I grit out, my entire body tight as a bowstring. "Keep going."
She slows her mouth's rhythm, her lips dragging along my shaft as she keeps me on edge. If she doesn't speed up, I swear to god, I'm going to ram my cock down her throat. Her finger pushes inside me, just the tip, and I gasp as something inside me unfurls and lights up like a goddamn firework.
"Oh. I think I found something," Dani smirks, sounding way too damn pleased with herself. She keeps her finger gently pushing inside as she deepthroats my cock, stroking the magical spot she's found inside me. It feels incredible like my cock isn't the only thing on fire.
Fuck, I'm close, closer than I've ever been. "Ohhh... shiiiit...fuck, baby…I'm gonna come." I warn, my voice hoarse and desperate. "Fuck.Please."
At that moment I know. I'm already cursing myself.
She pulls off my cock with a lewd, wet pop, the sound sending shivers racing down my spine. She slips her finger out of my ass, leaving me empty and aching, desperate for more. And then she just smiles at me, that infuriating, playful smirk that makes me want to wipe it off her face with my cock.
I clench my jaw, every muscle in my body coiled tight with the need to take control. She's pushing me, testing my limits, seeing how far she can take this before I snap. And fuck me, it's working.
This is payback. I know it. For all the teasing, all the denial I put her through tonight. But goddamnit, I'm done playing her little games. I'm done letting her call the fucking shots.
I know what I said, what I swore I'd never do. But fuck it all to hell, she's pushed me to the brink, and I can't take another second of this sweet torture.
"Oh my, did I hear that correctly?" She teases, batting her eyelashes with mock innocence. "I could've sworn I just heard the big, bad Vikingbeg. But that can't be right, can it? After all, you did say you don't beg, Mr. Alpha Male." She leans in close, her breath ghosting over my chest. "Or maybe... you just needed the right motivation?"
My patience shatters like goddamn glass. I yank at the ropes, every muscle in my body straining as I pour all my strength into breaking free. The restraints snap, the hooks tearing out of the headboard with a splintering crack. Wood explodes outward, the entire fucking headboard disintegrating under the force of my rage.
The Shadow's Grasp finally wearing off.
She's in fucking trouble now.
Dani's eyes widen in fear, her face paling. "Oh, shit," she breathes, scrambling for the bathroom like a bat out of hell.
But she's not getting away that easily. I move faster than her pretty little head can process, catching her mid-sprint and wrapping her up in my arms. I spin her around, the momentum carrying us until I have her pinned against the wall, trapped between the hard planes of my body and the unyielding surface behind her.
My hand finds her throat, gripping tight enough to hold her in place but not enough to hurt. Her caramel-gold eyes stare up at me, a delicious mix of fear and arousal swirling in their depths. She knows she pushed me too far, knows precisely what kind of punishment she's in for.
"Did you have your little fun, Angel?" I growl, my thumb rubbing over her pulse point, feeling her heart hammering beneath my palm. She swallows hard, her throat bobbing under my hand. "I fucking hope so, baby. Cause now you're in some deep shit."
Danica
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Well, shit. I did not see this coming. Apparently, Rhyland's supercharged vampire DNA bounces back faster than a rubber ball on steroids. Erik was out for the count for hours, but not my Viking.
Clearly,I didn't think this through.
