“Brat,” he mutters affectionately as he presses a palm to my chest and thrusts. My spine arcs off the bed, and my lips fallopen in a shout. Even with the increasing sizes of the plugs I’ve used to prepare for this moment, the stretch of his thick cock sets me on fire.
He stills, giving me time to adjust. “Is that what you were begging for?” He pulls back and drives forward, further this time as he forces my body to accept him. Sensations rush through my limbs like lightning as my arms tug on the restraints.
“Fuck,” I whimper.
“That’s right. That’s what you wanted, isn’t it? To be fucked senseless?”
Pain and pleasure battle for dominance, and my mind goes blissfully quiet as I nod. A peaceful hum rings in my ears as Xalreth thrusts again and jars my body so hard the back of my head digs into the mattress. My eyes close as I get lost in it—the slick slide of his cock and the stretch of my muscles to accept him, the soft grunts that escape his throat with every thrust, and the drag of his palms over my abdomen.
His hand lands on my throat as my eyes flutter open, my lids heavy as he smirks. “You’re so pretty underneath me.” His thumb traces along my jawline before lifting to my lips and dragging across them. “You really do need a collar. Something on your neck to show the world you belong to me.”
“Would you claim me?” The words come out in gasps as he bottoms out inside me.
“That’s what you want? To be claimed?” The hand around my neck lifts me off the bed, my hair pooling on the mattress beneath me. “I’ll claim you, beautiful. I’ll permanently cage that cock so no one else comes anywhere close to it.” He presses an urgent kiss to my lips as he withdraws and snaps his hips forward so hard I call out against his mouth. “Chain that perfect neck so I never lose my grip on you.”
My eyes roll back into my head, fisting the sheets at the pleasure that ricochets through my body. “I will carve myfucking name across your chest until it scars, Micah. Bite every inch of your skin until it’s so thoroughly marked, no one will ever dare to even look at you again.”
A sharp pain explodes as he nips my lip, his teeth piercing my skin. The coppery tang of blood hits my taste buds as he grins and licks at the small cut, then takes my mouth and swipes his tongue over mine.
His hips move faster, fucking me in a rhythm now as I relax, relishing his control. Dark skin and black eyes are all I see, my senses invaded by his smokey, rich scent. The heat and friction of his body are hypnotizing, and I gladly surrender. His tongue thrusts into my mouth as he squeezes my neck harder.
“What are you doing to me?” he growls as he rips away from our kiss. “I want to steal the air from your fucking lungs so that you need mine to breathe. You want that, pretty angel? To not be able to breathe unless I do it for you?”
I nod as my vision clouds, a gasp of, “Please?” making it from my restricted windpipe as Xalreth groans.
“Why are you so goddamned perfect?” The bedframe slams into the wall and his tendons draw tight, his teeth bared as I relax my hold on the sheets, fully submitting to him. “That’s it… I’m the only one who can give you what you need.”
I fight for breath as my entire body tingles, tiny zaps of electricity exploding in rapid fire under my skin. My head feels like I’m underwater, outside sounds dulled as the pulsing in my body rushes in my ears. I’m so close, it’s like I’m hovering weightless, waiting for gravity to catch me.
“Give yourself to me. You’re mine now, Micah,” he murmurs, and the sound of my name on his lips throws the world back into motion.
My pleasure erupts, and I fall.
He grunts as I constrict around him, another rush of cum flowing out of my cage and into my thong. A few morethrusts thud against the wall before there’s no rhythm at all, only mindless desperation. His hips lock with a snarl, his mouth falling open as he releases my neck. I gasp for air as he comes, his cock jerking inside me as he fills me with his release.
Sweat beads on Xalreth’s forehead as he rocks his hips again, an expression of pure bliss on his face as we ride out our pleasure. When he sags against me, his lips find mine in a clumsy kiss that feels significant. The action is completely natural, instinctive even, and the intensity of it causes a sharp, physical pain as my chest cracks right down the middle.
He pulls back and meets my eyes for a long moment. An understanding passes between us, a thousand words that neither of us dare to speak. Another quiet whine leaves my throat as he slides out of me, his cum spilling from my hole. He takes his marker and draws a second line on my left thigh before shifting and drawing one on the right.
“This side is yours,” he says, tracing his fingertips over the two marks on my left before moving to the single mark on the right side. “And this one is mine.”
“Keeping score?” I tease, my voice raspy. He spreads my legs as far as he can while I’m restrained, nudging my thong aside. More warmth trickles down my skin as he watches his release seep from my hole.
“You bet your ass I am, angel.” He scoops up a few fingers of cum and shoves them back inside me. “And just so you know… I always play to win.”
Chapter 12
Xalreth
A drowsy warmth surrounds me as I drift between sleep and consciousness. Micah flexes, rocking his hips back in a silent test of whether I’m awake. It was late, into the wee hours of the morning, when I filled him with yet another load. As I went to pull out, he grabbed at my thighs and begged me to stay inside him. Wrung out and exhausted, I’d been more than happy to keep my cock seated in his ass all night.
Doesn’t mean I didn’t make him beg for it.
He is such a beautiful beggar, after all.
“Mmm,” I murmur, pressing a kiss to the back of his neck as my cock perks up. “Someone still not satisfied?”
He whimpers my name as I graze a gentle bite on his shoulder, and I run my fingers down the front of his body. Hisgorgeous lacy getup lies in tatters around the room, ripped off by my hands and teeth as the night progressed.
