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Drake let his princess join him where he stood before the bed. The chain leash connected him to her by the most potent sexual link—from hand to clit. He’d wondered if this would scare her or fascinate her.
From the heat in her eyes and how the chain mesmerized her, this was a perfect addition to the ceremony.
That first day he’d thought he would end up chaining her. This was not how he’d imagined it. This was better.
He lifted her onto the bed, with her dress flaring and falling either side of her thighs, baring her fully. Then he unclipped the leash from the clit ornament and let the chain dribble to the floor. It was a symbol only, if a sexy one, and there was a chance he’d accidentally kneel on the chain during mating and harm her.
Some symbols were too powerful to ever dispense with—like her silver collar.
He traced where it circled her neck, pleased with the adoration she showed and how she waited for him.
From his pants pocket, he brought a small heart-shaped lock.
“Be still.” Then he attached it to the silver-mesh collar and closed it. “You’ll wear this for me.”
Her nod was infinitesimal but beautiful. Those outside the circle of light shining on the bed cover murmured approval. They were in the dark as the other lights had been dimmed. The ceremonial mating was mandatory, even so he’d wanted to display his little human princess. Now? He almost wished them gone. Almost.
“Spread your legs.” She opened them wide until he could see her engorged lips and clit, see the wetness shining. He pushed into her just to tease, then withdrew, laughing at her how she begged him softly for more.
Drake applied himself to making her scream loudly for more of him inside her. He massaged her, pushing and sliding, grabbing muscles and ass, breasts, her neck, while his mouth followed. His bites worried at the sensitive, sexually alluring places, and he sucked on her nipples and fingerfucked her. Her ass raised as if to follow his hand, but he pulled those fingers from her, feeling the suction as a small orgasm seemed to shake her.
“You came?”
“A little.”
“That must be why your greedy cunt was so slippery and tried to eat my fingers.” He kissed her wet mouth before she could do more than squeak in disgust. “Greedy cunt.” He teased again, knowing how this would shock her. “Will I yell it to our court of admirers?”
“No,” she whispered vehemently. “Please, no.”
“Not this time.”
“You... you... oh.”
Her words fell away as he kissed and nibbled a trail down to her stomach. Then he licked at her clit and let her wrap her legs over his head. Her hands though, when she reached for his hair, he growled at her to take those away.
Her immediate sobbing obedience made him smile.
The small clamps, he pulled those off as he paid homage to her body, only to place them elsewhere. He tasted her then rolled her face down, admiring the sexy curves of her back while he thrust his cock between her legs. Her moans were growing louder.
She was almost ready.
With three fingers he explored her entrance, widening her, making her wriggle and try to poke her ass upward to get more of them.
Then, at last, he thrust into her slowly. “Turn your head, Princess.” He kept his eyes on her face as he went deeper, wanting to see those little giveaways that showed how she felt him violating her intimate places, how she took what he gave her and loved it.
As his cock slid in and out, she clenched onto his shaft, in a devastatingly enticing rhythm. He began to fuck her properly, deeper, hard enough to slap at her ass. Hard enough to make her gasp and moan.
“More, Princess?” He laid his hand on her neck, letting her feel his weight, thumbed her jaw. “More cock?”
It amused him intensely to hear this prim girl ask for cock. Panting, ready to explode in her, he waited, stopped in place, halfway in, halfway out of her, pulsing.
“More. Pleeease, please, more.” She even tried to hook her feet about his legs, as if that’d make him do it.
When he shoved in then halted, a groan of exasperation came from where her mouth was buried in the cover.
After pulling out, he flipped her onto her back again and removed a couple of the clamps. With the head of his cock poised in her entrance, Drake gritted his teeth and plowed into her, over and over, and kept going—not stopping this time. She stiffened, her mouth opened wide, her thighs trembled. The girl was climaxing. Flicking off a couple of the nipple clamps kicked her orgasm into higher gear. Yes. In to the hilt, skin melded to skin, he grunted and came, pumping his cum into this succulent female. Then, then she screamed. The grab of her hands at the cover pulled it into knots.
Drake levered himself higher above the exhausted female, planted his palm on her hip and wiped his mouth then forehead with his other hand. She’d made him sweat. He smiled broadly.
