Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 106754 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 534(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106754 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 534(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
"Please, Kade," I beg again, and his gaze quickly makes me follow-up my request. "I want you inside me."
"Not yet," he grunts. "I want to keep looking at you like this. So beautifully exposed for me."
I want to hammer my fisted hands against the bedsheets, but I'm helpless. Completely at his mercy. There's no getting away from this, and the twisted part of me loves it, loves that he took that choice away from me. I never thought I'd enjoy something like this. That I'd be begging him to fuck me while he holds my clamped pussy open for his pleasure. I fight back the urge to scream and beg for more. But Kade picks up on it, tipping my head back while his other hand wanders to my exposed folds. I whimper.
"You wanted something inside, didn't you?" he asks, his voice a dark whisper on my skin, like the faint reminder of a kiss. "Here, have my finger, Junebug. Is that enough for your greedy little cunt?"
He begins fucking me with one finger, then two. I'm impossibly tight. It feels as if my pussy is ready to milk him of his cum. It’s ready for his cock when he's only letting me have fingers.
"Please, Kade," I whisper. "Not enough... Need more."
"Then beg for it," he replies hoarsely. I'm embarrassed, my cheeks flushed, but I'm done fighting my instincts.
"Kade, give it to me," I beg. "Give me your cock, fill me up. I can't stand another second without it."
"Not a single please in there," he hisses in my ear, making me moan and arch my back as his fingers fill my dripping hole. "Come on, Junebug, you can do fucking better for me, can't you?"
"Please!" I'm desperate now and not even attempting to hide it. My back keeps arching, hurting me. But it's nothing compared to the unbearable lust I'm feeling. The need to feel his cock inside me is overwhelming. "Kade, no more torture. Fuck me, please... Oh God, Kade, fuck me, please fuck me, just fuck me, let me have it..."
"That's better." He pulls his fingers free, the sound making me flush even harder. I whimper, watching him take his clothes off until he stands before me naked, making my mouth water. His body is lean and muscular as if carved out of stone. He's so tall, overwhelmingly strong, and deliciously hard. "Get ready, Junebug, because I'm not gonna be fucking gentle. We're past that, don't you think?" He tugs on the clamps, making me mewl. Then he pulls them off, and I squeal from the unexpected pain, making him smirk. "That wasn't so bad, was it? Let's put them somewhere else now..."
He looks at my chest, and I want to cry when he positions the clamps on my nipples. The pain is unbearable. It's like being pinched continuously where it hurts most, and it's driving me insane. Sobs leave my mouth, but no tears fall as Kade crawls on top of me, covering my body in kisses, his warm tongue circling my skin.
"It's okay, Junebug," he grunts in my ear. "I'll make it all better..."
With that, he plunges his cock inside me. The pleasure of finally getting what I want is so overwhelming I almost manage to forget about the clamps. He starts to fuck me, and pain mixes with pleasure into a heady, overwhelmingly delicious cocktail. I don't know whether I'm crying or asking for more. None of it matters. All I care about is Kade, filling me up, giving me everything I've wanted for so fucking long.
To make matters worse, Kade pulls off one of the clamps, making me scream from the pain. But his hand clamps over my mouth next, silencing me.
"Tell me you love it," he orders me. "Tell me you love the pain."
I try to say something, but it comes out muffled. This seems to amuse Kade, and he tugs the other clamp off, making me scream again. But then his free hand finds its way between my legs, right to where my clit is throbbing for attention. He pinches it, twisting lovingly, making me see stars.
I've never dreamed of sex being like this. The perfect mix of dark and light, the stuff of nightmares, the stuff of dreams. I let him have everything. The pleasure is so overwhelming my eyes keep rolling back as my new husband takes advantage of my body, ravaging it. I let him have it all. And when I know I'm getting too close, he slows down, and the frantic thrusts and pinches turn into loving kisses, caresses of my swollen belly, and sweet nothings whispered in my ear.
"My wife," he breathes in my ear. "You know you're mine now, don't you? No escaping anymore, Junebug."
"No escaping," I agree hoarsely, feeling his cock swell inside me. "Oh God, Kade, please... Let me have it, let me have you, fill me up, please, fucking please."