I moved my hand from her breast and spread my fingers across her ribs, feeling the cage of them beneath her skin, the slight flinch as I traced downward across her belly. The small patch of curls at the apex of her thighs was the same luminous blonde as the rest of her hair. I moved down the bed and hauled her legs apart.
She gasped.
The room smelled of her perfume and warm skin and the charge of a silence that had stopped being neutral. The lamplight caught every detail—the flush beginning at her throat, the tension in her thighs, the way her fingers had stilled in her hair without her seeming to notice.
She didn’t resist.
It wasn’t what she had signed up for. She had signed up for a contract with a payment and the performance of compliance.
I spread her thighs open wide.
And there it was. The pale pink lips laid open beneath me—the pussy contracted to give me my heir.
I traced my fingers down to her opening and pried her gently apart, inspecting what was mine. The pale pink revealed a darker shade on the inside.
“You’ll do nicely,” I murmured before I eased my finger inside her until her legs twitched, but she didn’t try to close them.
I pulled back and lay beside her. Her eyes followed me. I wrapped an arm around her waist and dragged her to me until her back rested against my chest. Her legs sprawled open and I moved my hand between her thighs.
“First, take my fingers,” I whispered in her ear, pushing two fingers inside her.
Heat surrounded my digits. Her head fell back from my chest onto the bed, drawing my attention to her breasts. I gripped her arse with my spare hand and began to ease my fingers in and out. With each movement she began to coat them.
I kept up my pace before I leaned over her and dragged my tongue over her nipple. She moaned and rocked her hips, riding my fingers like a hungry little whore. In the end they were all the same.
I closed my mouth over her nipple and sucked, only to release it and begin all over again. She was leaking over my fingers within a minute. I could feel her tight muscles clinging to me.
“Wet so soon, Iskra? Have you been lying in bed waiting for your husband to come and fuck you?”
Her eyes snapped open.
Mutinous.
I moved to her other nipple, sucking hard enough for her to hiss. My fingers thrust in and out of her tight wet pussy, fast enough that she raised her hips to meet me. I could feel her beginning to drip down my fingers.
“The next time you’re caught listening in on my business, I will tie you to the bed for a week,” I said, releasing her ass to trace my hand up her body and cup her breast.“Tied up and fed come in this pussy, morning, noon and night.”
I squeezed her flesh until she nodded.
After I released her I reached for a pillow, laid it beside her and rolled her onto it. Face down. I wiped my wet fingers over her arse and lower back, then moved behind her to straddle her.
I gathered her hair until it lay spread across her back.
Perfect.
I held my cock and teased her with it, dragging it down the crack of her ass, over her puckered little asshole before reaching her pussy.
“Hold on,” I taunted, smearing the tip of my cock with her arousal.
It wasn’t difficult. Her pussy was soaked.
“Now take my cock,” I said as I eased myself into her.
I placed my hand on her lower back and watched as my cock began to disappear inside her. She was incredibly tight and every so often her muscles would clench around me. I could feel every inch of her velvety insides. I spread her cheeks apart and began to rock my hips.
To watch her coat my cock to the point it glistened when I pulled back was a beautiful sight. The way her lips clung to me as if to hold me inside her made me hiss.
I gathered her hair into a ponytail and wrapped it around my fist. When I pulled, her head flew up and her back arched. I started thrusting deeper. There were still a few inches left before she encased me fully.
