Cook, Kris - Captivation [Eternally Three 2] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour)

by Captivation (lit)

  She lied, “No, Sir. That doesn’t sound right. Not at all.” Please, take my body, but nothing more. Leave me with my walls intact.

  “You shouldn’t lie to me.”

  “Do your worst, Sir. I’m up for it.” But I’m not. Not really.

  “You will be. I’m taking you on a sexual journey, where you can quiet that overworked mind of yours.”

  “Sir, may I ask another question?”

  “You’re making my ears bleed, little one.” He laughed. “One question. No more.”

  “Thank you, Sir. Why did you send Quade and Wright out?”

  “You weren’t ready to triple with anyone.”

  “Or were you jealous…Sir?”

  He didn’t answer for what seemed like eternity. “That mouth of yours just earned you more punishment. I gave you one question, and you asked two. Understand?”

  She’d hit a nerve. Good. “Yes, Sir.”

  Nash grazed her back with his hand with a light touch. “I won’t send in another immortal duo unless I know you’re okay. I’m not willing to risk you.”

  Oh God! He sounded like he cared about her. No way. His actions had more to do with her bloodline power than anything else. His performance was Academy Award-worthy.

  “Eve, get out of your head. Just feel.” Nash’s lips pressed against her neck.

  Her body warmed, and a sweet shiver shot down to her mound.

  He stung her ass with two slaps of the crop on each cheek. Her body vibrated with desire. A million thoughts whirled inside her. Just feel. She didn’t know how. Her internal brakes needed to be punched hard to slow things down.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “If your bloodline power had activated, who knows what might’ve happened to you. I can’t take the chance until I am certain you are safe.”

  Hoping to stay on top of the situation, she braved resisting his dominance one more time. “Good excuse, Sir, but I think you really just want to fuck me. Deny that.”

  “No denial necessary. But your disobedience I can no longer let slide.”

  Eve felt him loosen the restraints and pull her up off the bed. In a single movement, he sat back on the mattress and placed her face down over his knee. Her skin touched fabric. Nash was clothed, but even through the pants his erection pressed against her belly.

  Afraid to push him, she remained silent, though her mind tried to hold on to her walls of fear. The palm of his hand connected with her backside, at first like a light tap but growing in intensity with each smack. He worked over each cheek, again and again. Her mental fingers slipped from the crumbling debris of her resistance. Heat welled up deep inside her mound. Her mental anchors cut away, and she drifted into a dreamland. Just when she thought his torment had ended, he spread her legs wide and fingered her pussy.

  “I’m going to fuck your mouth silent tonight. You want me to, I know. But I’m not stopping there. I will take you every way possible. Your ass is mine. Your pussy is mine. I will claim every inch of you, and you will relinquish control to me if it takes all night, sweet girl.”

  She’d never felt so exposed, so wide open, as his demands of submission made her feel. Nothing like this had ever happened to her—she’d made sure of that until now.

  “Bending you to my will is going to be such an incredible experience. For me and for you. Stop and just feel. I am responsible for your pleasure, not you. Understand?”

  His dominance thrilled her. “Yes, Sir.”

  Her life had been nothing but tragedies, train wrecks, and hardships. Every day, her survival depended on her choices to scrape out enough to eat, to find a safe place to sleep, to avoid risks and danger—all to stay alive. Why did she fight so hard for such a difficult existence? It didn’t seem worth the struggle. And now Nash was taking charge and giving her only pleasure. Could she really let go for him?

  “I can tell you’re still deep inside your head—scheming, I bet. Don’t waste your time. Only one thing will stop me.”

  Eve ached everywhere for him. She couldn’t catch enough breath to do more than whisper, “Please, Sir. Tell me.”

  His hands caressed her ass. “All you have to do is to say that you don’t want this.”

  “That’s it, Sir?”

  “Yes. But you have to mean it. Once done, I’ll send for David. He has other methods to ensure your cooperation. But I think you need this and won’t ask me to stop.”

  His fingers traveled, tempting her backside’s entrance, drifting to the skin between there and her mound, finally reaching her swollen folds. Then, with incredibly skilled fingers, he tormented her clit. Electricity ricocheted from her pussy throughout her body, inside and out. Dizzy with desire, she shuddered.

  “You ready to tell me you don’t want this?”

  Eve couldn’t answer. Did she really want what Nash offered?

  “For a woman who has a lot to say, you sure got quiet all of a sudden. Better tell me to stop now, or you won’t be able to stop me later.”

  Nash scared the hell out of her. Not because she thought he would hurt her, he wouldn’t, but because he would dig past her defenses to the truth. “I want it, Sir.”

  “I know you do.”

  “Sir?”

  “Yes.”

  “I’ve never done this kind of thing before.”

  “Don’t worry, little one. I have. Stop talking, and start feeling.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good girl. I can’t wait to fill your hot pussy with my dick.” Nash’s voice bowled her over.

  He cupped her ass with both hands. It still stung from his spanking, making her want him more.

  “Your cute ass is nice and pink for me.”

  “Sir, how can you see it in the dark?”

  Whack! Her ass burned nice and warm.

  “You’ve got to be the most obstinate submissive in the world.” He laughed, and that pleased her. “You don’t need answers. You need to stop trying so hard to control the situation. You have to do one thing. Once done, you leave the rest in my hands.”

  “What thing do I need to do, Sir?”

  “You must surrender to me.”

  A delicious shiver shot up and down her spine. She craved to submit to his dominance. “Yes, Sir.”

  “The beginning of sweet submission, little one. I hear it in your voice now. That pleases me.” Nash moved her back to the bed, face up. “That’s the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.”

  Eve felt electric pulses shoot through her body. She should’ve hated the way he objectified her with his talk, but she didn’t. Instead, it aroused her and sent her higher.

  His fingers lightly pressed on her clit again. The little flesh swelled and throbbed. She tried to squelch the urge to pant. It didn’t work.

  He gave her no respite. Instead, with his free hand he worked her nipples back and forth. Right breast, left breast, each time harder and more intense. Then she felt his lips tantalize her hardening tips. The teasing burned her hotter with ever increasing heat that rolled through her body like waves of lava. God, she yearned for his mouth to latch onto her nipples.

  “Sir, please turn on the lights?”

  “You will learn to keep quiet, I guarantee.” He moved her into a sitting position. “That lovely mouth of yours needs to do something besides talk.”

  The thought of sucking on his dick got her even wetter. She trembled, listening to him undress.

  “Can I—”

  He pinched her right nipple. My God that feels amazing! The ache took her up and away, shutting out everything. All that remained was Nash. He flipped her onto her stomach. Smack! The delicious sting stopped her from finishing her question.

  “Before you get to enjoy swallowing me, I have to spank you a few more times. You understand why?”

  “Yes, Sir. I disobeyed you.”

  “That’s right, little one.”

  A nervous hunger clamped onto her. The flat of his hand struck her backside seven more times. She wondered if she would be able to sit comfort
ably for the next few days, but she didn’t care. Her body burned with desire like a supernova as her mind reached an ultimate calm.

  Eve wished he would turn on the lights so she could see his face, but she knew he wouldn’t. Still, she could almost swear his hot stare actually touched her in the dark.

  “You took your punishment like a brave trooper. That pleases me. Are you glad that it does?”

  “Y-Yes, Sir.” Most of her mental walls crumbled to dust. A few remained despite Nash’s skill.

  “I know you don’t mean that response the way I want you to right now. I promise you that soon you will.” He pulled her to a sitting position.

  The tip of his dick skimmed her mouth. The taste and texture of the head of his cock thrilled her. How she wished her hands were free to fondle his balls, to circle his girth, and to pump him. Instead, she used her tongue to explore. His dick was massive.

  “That’s it. Good. Now, swallow my dick.”

  Greedily, she obeyed, tightening her lips around his cock, sucking with all her might.

  Nash thrusted his dick deeper into the back of her throat. His lusty grunts pleased her. She loved that her mouth provided such pleasure for him. His hands fisted her hair. Clearly he wanted her to surrender full control.

  I can’t. Not really.

  She tried to free herself, but he held her tight.

  Suddenly, Nash’s hands gently stroked her hair. His cock jumped in her mouth, but he didn’t move it in deeper. God, the man’s patience amazed her. His lust shot out at her like a living thing, but he managed to keep it leashed.

  “Relax, sweet girl.” Nash pulled out partially, leaving only the head of his dick in her mouth. “I won’t hurt you, but you must understand who’s in control. It isn’t you.”

  Though she knew it to be a fool’s attempt, Eve opened her eyes wide, hoping to see anything in the room, but especially Nash. Of course, it didn’t work. Her blindness remained.

  Nash pulled his cock free of her mouth. “Who is in charge?”

  As the familiar frenzy of constant whirling emotions, plans, and confusion slowed—Nash held her complete attention.

  “You are, Sir,” she breathed. God it felt good to say that.

  “Don’t forget that.” His dick slid back into her mouth.

  Her own want burned inside her, her skin tingling, her channel constricting in need. She moved her tongue to the tiny slit in the head of his cock.

  “That’s really a great job you’re doing on my cock.”

  Eve dove onto his shaft and began bobbing up and down.

  “Fucking amazing!”

  His hands moved to her shoulders to steady himself.

  “God, yes! You’re incredible. Drain my dick. That’s it…”

  Not a big talker outside the bedroom, but inside… The more Nash spoke, the more her cravings grew. Her libido roared, searing everything inside her.

  She sucked harder and harder, speeding her assault on his cock.

  “You like swallowing my dick, don’t you?”

  Nash seemed to be getting close. His hands tightened on her shoulders.

  His breaths came out shallow. “I-I’mmm…”

  Not ready for him to come yet, she slowed her pace and eased up on the suction. His grip relaxed. Nash might be running the show, but she was directing this moment. That delighted her.

  She felt his dick leave her mouth.

  “You’re not fooling me, little one. Stop trying so hard, stop holding back.” He lifted her up off the bed then planted a toe-curling kiss on her mouth.

  His lips reduced her to a puddle, and his tongue’s penetration into her mouth vaporized her self-control. His palms glided down her sides, outlining the shape of her body, teasing her breasts, ending in a whisper above her clit. She melted into a puddle of need under his hands.

  His voice dipped to a low octave of masculinity. “This is how I like you.”

  Nash’s touches ignited something instinctual deep inside her. She wanted more, needed more. Trying to hold back her responses to him was no longer possible. His hands moved lightly over her thighs, and he spread her knees wide.

  “Time for me to enjoy a taste.”

  His tongue danced on her folds, then moved to her clit, laving her into frenzy. Her fingers and toes curled tight. Her body rumbled from the approaching climax.

  “I’m getting to you, aren’t I?”

  “Y-Yes, Sir.”

  “That’s the perfect response. You’re learning.” He dove back down, this time moving just shy of her clit and driving her insane with desire. She tried to push into his tongue so that he hit her pleasure zone, but he dodged her with a clever nip and lick.

  “A little patience will get you what you want, but the more you try to take the wheel, the more you’ll have to wait. So, take a deep breath. Good. And another. Excellent. One more. Let it out really slowly.”

  Eve felt her pent-up tension ease back just a bit as she exhaled her final breath of air. Nash kneaded her shoulders, and the knots released.

  “Really good.” He pinched her aching nipples.

  Tears of pleasure swelled in her eyes.

  “You want me to fuck you?”

  “Yes, Sir!”

  “You have to earn it.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Will you make me proud, little one?”

  She nodded, though her heart raced at what might be coming next.

  “Good girl.”

  Nash quickly untied her restraints, flipped her on her stomach, and retied the restraints.

  She felt him apply a slick liquid to her backside. Where had he gotten the lube? A finger slipped past her tight ring. She clenched her teeth to fight back the pain. It had been awhile since she’d attempted anal sex, and she’d never really enjoyed it. Somehow, she suspected with Nash it would be very different.

  More fingers tunneled into her. Next, she heard a buzzing sound. Though she couldn’t see it, she knew he must’ve switched on a vibrator. Nash pressed the device against the back of her leg. Tingles spread from where it touched and over all her skin. Since the darkness masked the sexy jinn, she closed her eyes and brought an image of Nash, naked, muscles bulging, and cock erect.

  He removed his fingers then the vibrator parted her rosette. It stopped at the entrance and lingered. Tremors rumbled through her, like an earthquake, its aftershocks shooting deep into her. When he eased the shaking missile into her, she bit her pillow. The little pain felt scrumptious.

  Slowly, patiently, in and out, he guided the vibrator into her ass, lighting her up with unbelievable pleasure and tearing down her invisible defenses.

  She’d been on the run for a long time. Tonight, Nash offered a chance to open the fortress she’d created for herself and really feel something. But could she? Her walls had helped her to endure, to keep moving. The streets were harsh and unforgiving of weakness. She couldn’t be weak—ever.

  “I can tell you’re slipping back and trying to regain some control. Not happening.”

  Nash pulled the vibrator out of her backside then he paddled her ass again with his hand. These whacks felt more like tiny massages than a punishment. She wiggled under his treatment.

  He planted a couple of stinging slaps to her ass. Her backside warmed up.

  “Come on, Eve. Let go.”

  His thumb grazed her clit, causing a quake deep inside her core. Tears poured out of her eyes down her cheeks. A bittersweet need to surrender came with each drop. She sobbed, crying out his name.

  “That’s it. Good girl. Tell me what you want, little one?”

  “You inside me, Sir.”

  “Soon enough, but only when I say so. Not before. Besides, this isn’t about me. This is about you. Getting you to let go and feel deeper than you’ve ever felt is my ultimate payment.”

  Eve felt cream being applied to her skin. He rubbed her shoulders, back, legs, and the sore cheeks of her ass. His soothing massage went on and on. Her desire shot off the charts. She quivered with
excitement. Waves and waves of want, growing stronger and more urgent, wafted inside her.

  He spanked her again, his hand firm. He finished with a gentle caress. “Now, do you think I have the balls to take you?”

  She shivered. “Yes, Sir.”

  “You’ve done great. Time for your reward. Take a deep breath. Let it out fast.”

  As she exhaled, his dick entered her ass, taking her to the brink.

  “O-Ohh…” The pleasure-pain shocked her eyes open. In the darkness, she thought she saw tiny flickers of green. Must’ve been her imagination, as they vanished instantly.

  “Relax, Eve.” His voice sounded full of craving, but he stopped and held her tight, petting her. “You’re really amazing.”

  She loved that she’d pleased him so much.

  He nibbled her ear. Her need grew again.

  “Sweet girl, I want you to push back into me.”

  Using her knees as leverage, she maneuvered herself to take more of his dick. She’d never felt so full and ready to explode. Still, she moved down. The deeper his dick went, the more her hot, insistent need took her over. At last, he was seated deep inside her. She felt taken and dominated, and yet completely trusted that he would not only never hurt her, but instead would give her ultimate pleasure. For a moment, she let herself believe that she might actually be able to surrender all of herself to Nash.

  “That’s so good.” He plunged in and out of her ass, his rhythm perfect to the ache rolling inside her. “Eve, you’re like no one I’ve ever known before.”

  In and out. Deeper and deeper still.

  His strokes lengthened. Each time as he pulled back, he blazed a path back into her that took her breath away. His sweat dripped on her shoulders.

  “You’re so tight. Unbelievable.”

  Stroke by stroke, Nash’s fervor intensified. His body rocked against her back as he continued the stabs of his cock into her ass.

  “Little one, I’m going to move your legs apart more.”

  Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a flash of green light, then she could no longer pay attention to anything but him as used his legs to spread hers wider.