“Spread those legs for me, gorgeous.”
He didn’t really have a say, not with the threat of the ribbon and Pavel’s strong hand urging him. Zane adjusted himself until he was sealed over the table, his legs openedaround Pavel at his back. His dick stuck between his stomach and the wood, but he stopped there.
Which was a mistake.
Pavel’s hand came down on his ass again, followed quickly by his teeth. He dug into Zane’s flesh, going all out in a similar fashion to how he’d bitten him in the lab back at university, though without almost taking a chunk out of him.
Zane cried out and struggled to move away, but the ribbon was pulled and Pavel’s teeth sunk in even deeper, causing him to instantly still.
He gasped the second the ribbon came undone again. “Bastard.”
“If you don’t want it to hurt, do as you’re told,” Pavel warned. “You’ve already learned I like causing pain. Don’t act like this is new. Now, fuck the table like a good boy. I want to see you work for it.”
The humiliation was palpable, but Zane found himself doing as he was told. He rolled his hips, grinding down against the solid surface beneath him in hesitant movements. It wasn’t as comfortable as, say, a hand jerking him off, but the friction was there, causing him to pick up the pace with every press of his aching dick.
A moan slipped past his lips and Zane turned his head to rest his cheek down, panting as the sensations of his dick being rubbed and the turn of the glass toy in his ass sent him higher and higher.
When the toy was suddenly ripped out of him, he froze and growled at the same time. His hole clenched around air, the empty feeling settling in his gut, making him almost want to beg for it back.
But he couldn’t be that easy to manipulate.
Could he?
Another whack across his cheek made him hiss, and then Pavel threatened, “I didn’t tell you to stop, did I?”
Zane went back to humping the table, the empty feeling only growing despite the way his dick leaked and his balls drew up. The other ribbon, the one wrapped around the base of his cock, was still cinched, and he realized with a whimper that most of the pleasant sensations he’d been feeling had come from the stimulation to his ass.
He wasn’t going to be able to come like this.
“Stop.” Pavel held him still with a hand on each of his ass cheeks. “Time to settle down a bit.”
“Why?”
“So you can cool off, and I can heat you up again.”
Zane groaned. “You didn’t seriously mean it. You can’t plan on edging me—”
“I did and I can. Unless you can offer me something better?”
“What—”
“Your hand in marriage should suffice.”
He rolled his eyes behind the blindfold but didn’t bother ordaining that with a response.
“Last I checked, you’re still waiting to be punished for leading me on all month. I really didn’t like having to stand there and watch you chat up your ex, gorgeous. Don’t even get me started on that sham of a date you went to at my club. I think I’ve been too nice to you lately. You’ve forgotten the most important rule in these games of ours.”
Zane couldn’t help the shudder that rushed through him. “What rule?”
“You belong to me. To me, and only me.” He moved up and pressed a finger against the spot behind Zane’s ear. “You didn’t remove the tracker.”
“You already know I didn’t.”
“Why?”
“So I could be sure you’d find me when I went to talk to my ex and on that date with Great. Obviously.”
“Not so obvious, Doctor,” Pavel disagreed. “In fact, I don’t think that’s even really it.”
