CAIN (Hell's Lovers MC, #4)

by Crimson Syn

  When I was done, I looked up at her lust hazed eyes. I cupped her cheeks and made her look at me. “Your safe word is Red, if you want me to stop. Yellow, if you want me to slow down. Do you understand me?”

  She nodded, that familiar haze now in her eyes. I slipped my hands into her hair, coaxing her head back. “Repeat it.”

  “Red to stop, yellow to slow down,” she breathed.

  I licked her collarbone and nicked at her tender flesh. She sighed and giggled. “Good, girl.”

  It was time to start to teach her my ways of pleasure. I left her kneeling on the bed and stalked over to the side wall. I chose a leather riding crop, with a dainty heart flap on the end of it. Raising it, I slammed it against my hand, causing a sharp smacking sound that made her jump. The sound was a lot harsher than the actual sting. Like I said, I wanted her to love it, not hurt her with it.

  I smirked and slowly strode back to her. Laying the crop in front of her, I started to undress. Her eyes started to dart from the dangerous looking tool to my body, and as I dropped my pants, she licked her lips in eagerness.

  “You want this?” I gripped my cock and stroked it slowly.

  She nodded and whimpered as I picked up the crop. Using the flap’s edge, I trailed it along the chains of her mound and up to play with the chains covering her breasts. She followed the path I lay, and then I ran up to her chin and tipped it up, forcing her to look at me.

  “First, we play. Then you can have my cock all you want.”

  Her eyes widened and I laughed. I crawled up behind her and placing my forearm on her back, I made her bend over until her breasts and face were pressed into the mattress. I maneuvered her legs open and unclipped the leather clasps on either side of her hips that held that delectable uniform together. In two quick tugs, I had her thong off and her glistening lips exposed.

  Her tiny gasp told me how much she was enjoying this. I glided my fingertips across her golden skin and smacked her hard across one fleshy cheek, enjoying how it turned a deep red. Squeezing her flesh, I did the same to the other cheek and her scream ended in a moan as I licked the tender skin I’d just spanked.

  “You deserve punishment, Sophia,” I spanked her again and got a groan from her lips.

  Reaching out, I gripped her hair and pulled it back so I could see her pretty eyes. “Do you know why?”

  She licked her lips and looked up at me. “B-because I was in your room…”

  I gripped her hair tighter and she whimpered. “Without permission.”

  “Yes, Sir,” she breathed.

  I pushed her head back down and slithered the riding crop from under her. I could tell her breathing was labored and her body tense with anticipation.

  “I don’t tolerate bad girls who break rules, Sophia.”

  I trailed the leather flap along her spine and she shivered slightly. Bending over her I grabbed her neck and pulled it back, causing her to arch her back in a sexy curved line.

  “Are you ready to see what goes on in here, sweetheart?”

  “Yes, sir,” she whispered.

  I wrapped my fingers around her neck and licked her cheek. She turned her head slightly so that her lips would touch mine, but I leaned back, refusing to give her what she wanted.

  “Patience, Sophia. First, you need to learn how to behave.”

  I pushed her face back down on the mattress and went back to paying attention to that delicious rear end. Trailing the crop down the crack of her globes, I slid it down her inner thighs and gently swatted the flesh.

  She jumped, but maintained her position. I let the heart shaped flap stroke her pussy lips and she squirmed slightly on the bed, making her hips sway. “Hold still for me, Sophia.”

  CHAPTER TEN

  SOPHIA

  The sting of the crop was delicious as it licked my pussy lips. My body jolted in the air from the impact, but although there was a brief sting of pain, there came with it a lingering heat that had me panting and yearning for more.

  His hands, his voice, what he was doing to me was so erotically intense I thought I might faint from the sensations. I could hear his excited puffs of air from behind me, and it made everything he did so primal, so pure.

  Again, his wrist flicked upwards and with it came the sound of leather on wet flesh. My pussy was dripping with pleasure and pain, and my body was soaring with neediness.

  I screamed, and then my scream turned to soft moans as his fingers stroked my pussy lips. He leaned down over me and pressed his lips to my ear as he stroked me.

  “You have such a pretty pussy, Sophia. So delicate, so greedy for my touch. Did you miss me, Sophia? Did you miss my hands on you?”

  “Oh God, yes!” I screamed as he flicked my clit with the tip of the riding crop. His hand reached under my breasts and squeezed the tip as he swatted my cunt again.

  The shocks between pain and pleasure sent waves of sensual electricity straight to my core, sending my body into involuntary spasms. His hands were on me again and he spoke. I loved his deep rumble. It sent hot chills down my spine, arousing every nerve ending in my body.

  “Do you like what I’m doing to you, Sophia?”

  “Yes!”

  I felt the strong smack of his hand as it came down on my skin and I screamed.

  “You’re not supposed to like it!” he roared and my pussy gushed even more.

  He smacked my other cheek and I whimpered. “Are you gonna’ cum, Sophia?”

  I trembled and bit my lip. I was afraid that I’d answer wrong and he’d stop what he was doing. Instead, his hand came down on me again, and when he kneaded my flesh, heat spread throughout my body igniting my arousal even more.

  “Answer me!”

  “Y…yes, Sir! I love it!”

  “Good, girl,” he growled and stroked my pussy again. His fingers spread my juices along my slit and I pushed my ass back against his hand.

  “But good girls listen to their Masters, Sophia,” his hands left me and the feel of the leather came back again, only this time it trailed my thighs. “Good girls don’t cum.”

  It was an order and with it came a series of short swats against the back of my thighs, the sides of my hips, and my lower back. Each flick came with a soft sting that spread a delicious heat throughout my loins. I moved my body as he hit me, enjoying each fiery tap of the leather.

  “You didn’t listen, did you Sophia? You just couldn’t keep away.”

  I shuddered and licked my dry lips. He tapped me gently this time and my legs trembled as he slid the crop along my wetness.

  “I told you I was dangerous. I told you I’d hurt you. Why didn’t you believe me!” He shouted and slapped me three times consecutively.

  The experience was surreal for me. Being tied down, in such a way that I was completely vulnerable for him, was such an erotic release. I’ve never felt so free and so wanted in my entire life. The fact that it was Cain who was doing this to me, was simply amazing.

  The muscles in my cunt continued to throb with each thud of the leather against my skin. It was inevitable. My body was so highly aroused that I was going to cum without him even touching me. His warm, strong fingers were suddenly prodding my slit and as soon as he found my clit I screamed in pleasure as my body tensed and my orgasm flooded through me in powerful waves.

  I dangled, perched on his hand as my body shook powerfully. I realized his fingers never left my clit as my body convulsed around him, and when I was done I could only hear his sharp intakes of breath.

  “Fuck, you’re beautiful when you cum,” he whispered.

  My legs continued to shudder as his hands grazed my thighs. “You don’t listen, Sophia.”

  His voice was calm and deep, like rolling thunder just before it strikes. “I told you not to cum,” he groped the tender flesh of my cheeks and I whimpered. “What am I going to do with you?”

  My answer came involuntarily. “Fuck me,” I whispered.

  I heard him smirk. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? To have my
cock buried deep in that slutty little twat.”

  He grabbed me by the hair and sat me up so that my back was fully pressed against his hard chest. “You want my cock?” He whispered and I shivered against him.

  “God, yes!” I half sighed, half yelled.

  He stroked my neck and arms with his strong hands. The sensations had me shaking all over. His hands played with the light thin chains of my bra making my tender nipples strain against his piercings. The pain sent electric shocks of pleasure down to my greedy pussy, making it throb once again. I looked down and watched as he lightly flicked the stiff nubs and I yelped out with each flick.

  “Hmmm…” he hummed against my ear. “Do they still hurt?”

  I nodded and pouted slightly.

  He chuckled and lapped my earlobe. “Do you want to feel good again?”

  “Yes,” I hissed as he flicked me again.

  “Yes, what?” He squeezed my nipples and I arched my back, wincing in pain.

  “Yes please, Sir!” I screamed.

  He massaged my breasts and stroked my tummy. His hand went to my back and in a few seconds he had me completely naked. Once again, his hands trailed around the underside of my breasts, bringing them up and squeezing them slightly.

  The motion was intoxicating and my body began to react to his touch once again.

  “Mmmm…” he moaned. “You like my hands on you, don’t you?”

  “Oh yes, Sir.”

  He chuckled. “Good.”

  His hands slid up my body and touched my neck. Slowly, he undid the chain connecting my neck to my hands. Then he swept his fingertips down my arms and unlinked my wrists, making sure to keep the leather straps on. He bent my neck back towards his chest and as he looked down on me he bent down and tenderly kissed my forehead. I felt as he attached something to the hook of the leather collar, before he leapt off the bed.

  I looked down and sure enough, a thin silver chain was now held in his hand. He stood at the edge of the bed watching me.

  He tugged lightly on the chain and I quickly obeyed, crawling to the edge of the mattress. Wrapping the chain around his wrist, he propped my chin up to meet his eyes. They had turned dark and hungry and as he bent his head down to me, I gripped the sheets.

  His lips met mine in a soft, velvety kiss that stole my breath away. As one hand held the chain to my collar, the other stroked my cheek in featherlike touches. His breath drifted over my mouth, smelling of fresh cinnamon and mint. I licked his lips and he sucked in my tongue, fucking my mouth while leaving a promise of what was to come.

  He held me there for what seemed like forever and when he broke the kiss I swayed lightly forward in a complete an utter aroused daze.

  “Get down,” he ordered.

  I slowly slipped off the bed and when I was standing in front of him, he tugged down on the chain.

  “Now, kneel,” he growled in my ear.

  Without any hesitation, I fell to my knees before him.

  “Good girl. Do you know what happens when you touch your Master’s toys without permission?”

  I shook my head and he leaned down and touched his lips to mine, igniting me with goosebumps.

  “Do you want to find out?”

  “God, yes,” I whispered.

  My eyes went immediately to his cock jutting up in the air, swaying slightly. The hard length glistening with precum that had dribbled down, coating him. The fact that he was so aroused by this, made me shiver with anticipation.

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  CAIN

  She looked up at me, all wide eyed and innocent and my cock ached and throbbed for her. Tugging on the chain, I tipped her chin up and tilted my lips in a wicked smile.

  “So willing for me, aren’t you?”

  She nodded slowly. “You’re going to be fun to play with, baby doll.”

  I stroked my cock slowly, getting even harder as her eyes swept over it. “Worship my cock, Sophia. Show me how much you want it.”

  Watching her pretty little mouth wrap around my engorged cock was fucking incredible. The feeling was even more intense. Throwing my head back, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of her tongue as it licked me up and down.

  She was so gentle, so soft, I wanted to ram my dick down her throat, but I knew I needed to go slow. At least this first time, I wanted to savor the moment.

  “Suck me in, my sweet Sophia,” I hissed as she slid her tongue into the slit of my dick. She engulfed the head into her mouth and started to move up and down on it while stroking the base.

  Her tongue was so wicked, and felt so fucking good, I thought I was going to explode in her hot little mouth. But I wanted more. I wanted to hear her scream my name.

  I dragged her up to her feet and picked her up. She purred as I cradled her in my arms. I went over to the center of the room and slid her onto the black leather swing I had hanging from the ceiling. At first, she looked unsure of what I was doing, but I kissed her gently, soothing her worries with my tongue.

  I propped her legs up and slid her thighs into the leather straps. The material molded to the flesh on her thighs as the harness forced her legs to keep open for me. I then took her wrists and secured them to the chains above her head while I leaned her back so the harness would cradle her. Gently I rocked the swing and she gasped as her body swung slowly from the ceiling.

  I stepped up to the edge, and as she swung towards me, I positioned myself so that she’d land with me between her thighs. The impact of her wet cunt on my cock sent shockwaves through both of us. She moved her hips and my length slid down her slickness. She whimpered and got leverage on the straps, swiveling her hips against me, showing me how horny her cunt was. I pointed the head of my swollen rod at the entrance of her pussy, stroking her clit as I slid it upwards.

  She moaned for me and I knew she was ready. “Are you gonna cum all over me, sweetheart?”

  She nodded and as I pushed into her, she watched as my length entered her swollen lips. Her groan of pleasure made me grip onto her hips and ram myself hard the rest of the way. She screamed out as I fucked her. The swing sat at just the right height so that the tip of my cock could scrape her g-spot as I pulled out of her.

  “Cain! Oh my God! Yes! Yes!” She screamed and threw her head back as she was helpless to my penetrations. My cock was held snug in her depths, being sucked in with every thrust.

  The feeling of having her contract around my shaft was fucking intense, and watching her writhing and clutching on the restraints only made my cock throb harder.

  I felt her clamp down on me and her legs started to quiver as her hot pussy squeezed me into her, as ripples of pleasure ran through her body.

  “Fuck, sweetheart!” I slammed my cock into her, each thrust jerking her body and making her tits bounce for me.

  “Cain!”

  “That’s right, baby. Call my name! I want to hear you scream for me.”

  She shivered at the sound of my voice and I knew I had her. The sound of my voice was her undoing, and it was that control that she was giving me that had me soaring.

  “Show me how that pussy cums for me, baby. Show me how much you love my cock.”

  Her body bowed back as the swing gave me leverage to fuck her hard. Our bodies slammed into each other in perfect fucking rhythm. She hung suspended in the air and bouncing off my cock, sweat glistened on her body and she looked fucking gorgeous. The sight of her made me rapidly approach my own orgasm. I felt the familiar tingling at the edge of my spine and my eyes saw stars as I came harder than I ever had inside my sweet Sophia.

  She screamed in pure pleasure as I held her close and her pussy throbbed around me. The sounds of her release were enticing as fuck and I knew I was going to enjoy ruining her. Her body was mine to play with for as long as I wanted.

  WE COLLAPSED ON THE MATTRESS, exhausted after hours of playing. She laughed as she sensually stroked her belly.

  “I’ve never done anything like that.”

  I smirked. “Did you like
it?”

  She turned to me and perched her head on her hand. “If I said I loved it, could we do it again?”

  I chuckled and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’d say you need to rest and drink some water.”

  She leaned her head on my chest and sighed. “Can I stay here with you?”

  I stroked her long mane of hair, a deep pang hit my chest. It had been a long time since a woman wanted to spend the night with me. Usually it was a wham, bam, thank you ma’am type of situation. But with Sophia, I found myself wanting to enjoy her company.

  “You can stay with me.”

  She stroked my chest and I felt her lips against my jaw. “It’s been a long time since I’ve slept in a man’s arms.”

  I tucked an arm behind my head. “It’s been a while since I’ve had a woman in my arms.”

  She glanced up at me and bit her lip. “Do you want to tell me about her?”

  I stroked her shoulder and shrugged. “It was a long time ago. I was married once.”

  She raised herself up to look at me. “You were married?”

  “Mmhmm,” I grazed her lips. “She was the love of my life, until she cheated on me with someone else.”

  “That must have broken your heart,” she whispered as she stroked my chest. It was an oddly comforting sensation. I’d never felt that warmth before, not even with Eliana.

  I covered her hand with mine. “I felt like I couldn’t breathe,” I admitted.

  Sophia nodded, a look of compassion crossed her features. “I know that feeling.”

  I stared at her for a minute. “What are you not telling me, Sophia?”

  She looked up at me and I could tell that whatever it was, was on the tip of her tongue. But then, when she opened her mouth to tell me, she shook her head and frowned. “I’m glad I found you, Cain.”