Her pain tolerance is even higher than anticipated…
My gaze falls to her feet. Cruel, but useful. I take her foot in my hand, angle it just right, and smack the crop down on it. She gasps, head lowering to press into the mattress. A few hits later, she fists the bedsheets, andscreams.
Fuckingfinally.
I drop the crop, slide my hands up her legs, and clutch her heated ass, digging my fingernails in. She screams again, a ragged, agonized sound, and I know she’s had enough.
I flip her back over. Her features are contorted, eyes dazed but not distant, cheeks flushed. When her ass meets the bedsheets, she grimaces, but doesn’t cry out again.
There are no tears beneath her eyes, which is mildly surprising. She’s a tough one—I think it’ll take more than pain to earn her tears, and I look forward to getting there.
“Breathe,” I tell her, and pull off her nipple clamps, one at a time.
The result is a low groan of agony. Her nipples are a dark red, and when I cup her breasts in my palms, she jerks and cries out again. I brush my thumbs over the stiff peaks; she moans, shaking her head furiously.
“I can’t—too much.”
I give her a glance over. I don’t think it’s too much—yet. “Too bad.”
I lower my mouth, laving my tongue over her blazing nipple. A moan of agony filters from her lips as I wrap my lips around it and work it with my tongue, eyes nearly rolling in pleasure. She’s soft, warm, and sweet. I’ve sucked plenty of tits in my day, but it’s never been this satisfying, because no one’s ever truly been mine. Mine for a night or a couple of nights, maybe, but not like this.
Every fiber of Ember’s being belongs to me. She is completely, utterly, and irrevocably mine.
My cock is so hard it’s painful, and it’s leaking ungodly amounts of precum. I want to be buried inside her desperately, but I hold myself in check.
“Fuck—Max—please,”she whines. “Too—too much.”
I ignore her, switching to her other nipple. Another arch of her luscious breasts, feeding her nipple deeper into my mouth. I test it with my teeth, digging in until she squirms, pants, and whines.
My fingers reach down, sliding over her thigh until I find her pussy. I nearly burst out of my skin whensoppingwetness greets me. She’s leaking like a sieve, creating a rush of nectar that I’m dying to lap up.
“Flame.” I lift my head. “I asked before, but I’m not going to ask this time. I want to taste you so badly I might die if I don’t, and I’m done denying myself the pleasure.”
She blinks rapidly, staring at me with a mixture of wariness and curiosity. I hide a smile, running my fingers through her folds. I lodge a finger in her entrance, frowning when I find just howfucking tightshe is. I don’t feel a hymen, but that doesn’t necessarily mean…
“Are you a virgin?” I ask her.
Her lips clamp shut. She turns her head away, shutting me out. My heart thuds in my chest until I can feel it crawling up my throat. “Ember.” I bite her nipple to get her attention; she cries out. “I asked you a question.”
“Kind of,” she whispers.
I squint. “How can youkind ofbe a virgin? You’ve either had someone’s cock in your pussy, or you haven’t. Which is it?”
“By that definition… yes.”
“Yes, you’ve been fucked? Or yes, you’re a virgin?”
Her cheeks flame brighter than I’ve ever seen them. “The latter.”
Holy. Fucking. Hell.
I nearly lose it right then and there. I nearly thrust into her and claim her like an animal, making a home for myself inside her.
“You can’t fuck me.” Her voice is panicked.
I snarl. “The hell I can’t—”
“Max. Youcannotfuck me. Dagon will…” she shakes her head frantically. “I’m supposed to save myself for him. We have a deal.”
