AllFreeNovel
Share Us
His features softened with something like awe, the cocky smile dropping away. “Bellissima.”
He flicked a button, and the vibrations increased in intensity. I came apart on a scream, the orgasm ripping through me in a shockwave. My head tipped back, making my nipples ache. The pain only heightened my release, sending me flying. My entire body shook with the force of my ecstasy, and he kept the vibrator firmly on my clit as I rode out the excruciating pleasure.
My sex became sensitive, and the final aftershocks faded. My clit stung, so I tried to edge away.
There was nowhere to go. The restraints held me in place, stretched out for him like an offering to a cruel, hungry god.
“We’ve only just started, dolcezza. Don’t tell me you’re ready to stop?”
I whined in response, unable to speak clearly with the chain in my mouth. I didn’t dare drop it. Not because I feared consequences, but because I wanted to endure this for him. I would suffer in ecstasy if that was what he needed from me.
“Good girl,” he praised, gripping my inner thigh to pin me even more securely. The vibrator ground against my clit, applying ruthless pressure. “You can take so much more for me. I want another orgasm.”
The stinging sensation in my clit blossomed into fresh pleasure. My inner walls contracted, aching to be filled. I craved for his thick cock to fill me, but he wasn’t nearly done tormenting me.
As I peaked again, his fingers dug into my soft flesh hard enough to leave a mark. The bite of possessive pain turned my harsh cry into a shriek, and I tugged on the clamps again. This time, I wasn’t entirely sure if it was an accident. I was becoming as addicted to the sweet pain as I was to the pleasure. The dizzying mix of both made me weightless, and my mind began to float. All that tethered me to reality were his silver eyes and his firm hand on my thigh.
“Again,” he rasped, increasing the vibration impossibly higher.
My eyes burned as the stinging discomfort overtook the ebbing ecstasy. Then the pleasure crested again, crashing through me. I didn’t know where the torment began and bliss ended.
I was making savage, animal noises, babbling wordlessly around the chain in my mouth. Was I pleading for release? Or for more sweet torture?
When the first tears spilled down my cheeks, he turned off the vibrator. I released a sigh that hitched like a sob. My sex was swollen and aching, but still, I wanted him.
Diamonds glittered, catching the light and casting rainbows. The necklace draped over my collarbones, the slight weight of the gems comforting. He clasped it at my nape and fixed me in his fierce predator’s stare.
“I’m the only one who takes this off from now on.”
It hadn’t been a question, but I nodded my agreement. I’d scared him when I’d tried to run away. He needed to know that I was safe, wearing the sign of his protection. No one else would dare to touch me. Only Massimo.
He turned his attention to the rope that bound me to the bed, quickly freeing the knots. As soon as I could move, I wrapped myself around him, clinging on tight. His mouth crashed down on mine, his tongue flicking the chain between my lips. I opened for him on a low moan, loving the slight tug on my nipples with each lash of his tongue against mine.
His hard cock lined up with my slick opening. I was wet and ready for him, but he still handled me with aching care as he pressed into me for the first time. He was huge, but he’d prepared my body to be able to take him. I flowered open for him, and he entered me in a slow slide. I rocked my hips against him, urging him to take me, to stake his claim.
His tongue looped beneath the chain, lifting it from my mouth to his. Keeping it caught between his teeth, he leaned back until the clamps pulled at my nipples. I arched my back to alleviate the pain, but he showed no mercy. My inner walls clenched around him, a lustful response. I wasn’t sure if he’d conditioned my body to respond to pain with pleasure, or if I’d always been like this, but I was too lost in him to consider it.
He thrust into me, hard and deep. I screamed his name, and my fingernails scored his back. He released a savage growl and increased the tension on the chain as he drove into me in a steady, ruthless rhythm. My body rocked with each harsh stroke, my breasts bouncing and tormenting my trapped nipples.
“Please…” I whimpered. My entire system was overloaded, and I feared I’d shatter entirely if he didn’t relent.
The tension on the chain eased, and he slowly lowered it to rest on my chest.
“This will hurt, farfallina,” he warned. “But I’ll make you feel good.”
He removed one of the clamps, and I cried out at the shock of pain as blood rushed back to my abused nipple. He immediately soothed me with his tongue, a wickedly decadent sensation that made my eyes roll back in my head. He removed the second clamp and licked me until I shuddered with pleasure.
“One more, dolcezza,” he coaxed, nuzzling my hair. “I want one more.”
I was floating, my body too spent for another orgasm. My hands curved around his broad shoulders, and my legs locked around his hips.
“Take me.” I barely recognized my lust-slurred voice. “I’m yours, Massimo.”
His control finally snapped. He thrust into me, claiming me like a man possessed. With each deep stroke, his cockhead dragged across my g-spot. Impossibly, pleasure built again, starting like rumbling thunder gathering at my core.
“That’s it,” he hissed as I clamped down on him. “Come for me, Evelyn.”
My orgasm rolled through me, a slow, warm wave of bliss. He kissed the tears that wet my cheeks, tasting them with his tongue.
