I move faster now. “Hmm, maybe,” I tease. “But only if you can be a good boy. Can you be my good boy?”
He nods enthusiastically. “I’ll be your good boy. I’ll be so fucking good for you, Lumi” He tries to lean up enough to reach my mouth.
“Are you going to fill me up while you’re bound and helpless?” I croon.
He groans as his hips rut into me.
“I’m going to fill you up every day for the rest of our lives. Please, Lumi. Let me touch you.”
“Come for me first.”
I push most of my weight onto his chest as I shift from my knees to my feet and start bouncing on his cock.
His head falls backward, his beautiful white hair cascading onto the lush green earth. “I’m sorry—I’m sorry,” he moans. “Whatever I did... just please—let me touch you.”
“Where do you want to touch me, Andrik?” I cup my breasts, pinching my nipples before tugging on them gently. “Here, Andrik?”
“Don’t you want my hands on you? I know how to make you feel good, baby—let me.”
“I want your come first, Andrik—fill. Me. Up.”
“I’m your beast... your mate... your possession—please let me feel you.” He ruts into me as much as he can without snapping the restraints.
“I was good to you yesterday. I let you sleep—I was so gentle. Please—doesn’t that mean I get to touch you now? Please, Lumi.”
I reach a hand behind me and gently squeeze his knot.
“Do you not want to breed your little human, Andrik?” I hum. “Do I need to find another monster who will?”
He shatters beneath me with a roar. His whole body goes rigid, every muscle locking as he spills rope after rope of his cool release inside me.
“You’re such a good fucking boy,” I gasp, still moving on top of him, chasing my own release. “Don’t stop, Andri—pump me full. I’m so close.”
The sensation of him filling me, combined with the power of having him submit to me, sends me over the edge.
My orgasm hits like lightning, pleasure exploding from where we’re joined. I clench around him rhythmically, milking every last pulse from his cock as I cry out.
The vines snap with a simple flick of his wrists. I barely register it through the blur of my climax, but suddenly his hands are on me, grinding my hips down into him, drawing out my orgasm until I feel a second one building.
He flips us so fast I don’t even have time to gasp. My back hits the soft moss, and he’s over me, between my thighs, eyes blazing with that mix of possessiveness and need that makes my stomach flip.
“Do you have any idea what you just did to me?” His voice is rough. “Binding me? Teasing me? Making me beg?
“I didn’t make you beg—you chose to,” I boop his nose.
“I’m going to return the favor, little beast.” He grips my thighs, spreading them wider. “And I won’t be nearly as gentle as I was yesterday.”
He drives into me hard, and I cry out, still oversensitive from my orgasm.
“This is mine,” he growls against my neck, fangs trailing over my skin. “You’re mine. And I’m going to spend the rest of the day reminding you exactly who you belong to.”
“Oh, and Lumi?” He hums. “Don’t ever mention another male while I’m inside you—ever again.”
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Chapter 52
The witness pov:
