His body continued to twitch and clench around me, calling to the raw primal parts of me to take what we both needed.
I whined louder, so he’d know how much I needed him. He chuckled in response.
“Shhh, I know, pup. I know. You can do it.”
The urgency eased, the blazing fire reducing to a simmer.
“Okay. Go.”
I fucked him again, as hard as I could. He made such beautiful noises, amplified by my restricted senses.
Again he let me get right to the edge, and again he stopped me, making me wait before he could repeat the whole process. Each time I traced that edge it felt sharper. Dangerous. Like the edge of a knife.
“Stop. I said stop.” He raised his voice when it took me a moment longer this time to obey.
My body was overheating, dripping in sweat, burning from the inside out.
I was melting. I was sure of it. Or at least my brain was. A foggy heated mess inside my skull, unable to hold onto a single thought. But that was fine. I didn’t need to think. I just needed to listen.
“You want to come, pretty boy?”
I whimpered and nodded.
“You want to breed your Master?”
My dick twitched and throbbed, nodding with me.
“Mmmn,” Harper rolled his hips, letting himself feel me at his own pace. Torture.
I made a strangled, keening sound in desperation. He laughed.
“Okay, breed me.”
I did just that, driving into him like my life depended on it, like I was trying to fuse us together with how hard I fucked him.
Then bliss, strong enough to have made my vision black out if it hadn’t already been taken from me, as my cock delivered everything it had been promising him and more.
He groaned, his insides clenching tight as he came as well.
“Lie down on your back,” he panted.
I was reluctant to leave the warmth of his body, but I forced myself to obey.
The new position made me wince as it added pressure to the plug still buzzing in my oversensitive body.
“Time to clean your Master,” he said, and I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue as I waited for what I knew was coming.
I licked and sucked as he sat on my face, not caring about oxygen. I’d die happily, suffocated by his ass if he’d let me.
Then he was pulling away, and I whimpered again. The plug inside me stilled.
“Sit up, baby, I’m going to give you some water.”
I did, and his fingers gently scratched at my scalp as he poured cool water into my mouth.
“You want to take the blindfold off now?”
I thought about it, then shook my head.
