Allie reached down, fingering her clit, and Shank’s neck muscles strained as he tried to watch her, but the straps held his head down to the bed so he had very limited range of sight. Allie exaggerated her gestures a little more, wiggling back until she could feel the head of his cock against her crack.
Shank gave a strangled cry. The sound cut through Allie and ripped away all the illusions she’d had about what it meant to be nice to her partner. Shank wanted teasing and controlling, and she was more than happy to show him that she was up to the job.
She quickly shifted around so her back was to his head. Then she started rocking again, swaying with some inaudible music as she used his body. With one hand, she rubbed her clit, and with the other, she caught his cock in a loose grip.
Shank cried out, but Allie kept her touch light against his hot cock as she brought herself up to the edge of orgasm and then started humping his abs wildly as her body tightened. Every muscle went taut as the lust and need and raw power flowed through her. She slid backward, spreading her juices across Shank’s chest and feeling the uneven edges of the straps rub delightfully.
“Please. Fuck, oh please, damn it,” Shank cursed. Her pussy was still tight from her orgasm as she leaned down and gave the head of his cock a tiny lick. Shank swore in some unfamiliar language.
Allie scooted back more, fully lying on Shank now, and she gasped when his tongue ran across her labia, but he couldn’t do anything else as she took his cock in her mouth.
His curses trailed off into inarticulate sounds as she bobbed up and down. He was so close, but she tormented him, refusing to give him the firm strokes and hard suction that would allow him to come. His cock throbbed, and she could feel his muscles strain below her. The excitement of controlling that untamed strength made her wetter.
She held his thighs tightly as she swallowed his cock, sinking down until the head pressed against the back of her throat. He cried out, and Allie gripped the base of his cock. She pulled back and ran her tongue across the head as she gave him a few quick jerks with a tight fist, and he bellowed. It was an honest-to-God bellow. He came in her mouth, still trying to get out a warning even as he spurted. She continued to suck him, tasting the salt and musk of his body. Below her, his muscles relaxed, and she could feel him finally surrendering to the net. All this time he’d fought, but now he finally yielded.
Allie felt sluggish and sated as she lay down next to him, her hand on his chest. His heart pounded so hard she could feel it through her fingertips.
“You okay?” she asked, words difficult at this point in time.
“Very,” he answered. He didn’t ask for his freedom. He only lay still and ran his tongue over his lower lip as he stared at her through half-closed eyes.
“I love feeling all that power under me. You’re so fucking strong,” Allie said.
For a second, Shank didn’t breathe. Allie forced her eyes open when she really just wanted to curl up with him and doze.
“Thank you,” he said in such a solemn tone that Allie didn’t know how to answer. “Now grab a blanket, because while chivalry would normally make me feel the need to take care of you, you seem to have me tied down rather effectively.”
It was definitely not a request to get free.
“I do, don’t I? I wonder how long I could keep you there. I mean, I’d have to feed and water you, but I’m pretty good at knowing how to take care of critters,” Allie teased. Shank closed his eyes and groaned, and Allie rolled over and grabbed the blanket that had fallen off the bed earlier that morning during round one of sex.
She spread it out over Shank and then crawled under it with him to curl up.
Chapter Nineteen
Allie had the centerchair in theMitakuye Oyasin’s control center. Cetan sat to one side, monitoring the video feeds from the station while Allie watched Shank’s hidden camera. On her other side, Becca sat watching the feed from the cameras Ben and Copta wore. “I hate this,” she announced to the room.
