Page 46 of Serpent & Saviors

Something about this entire moment was liberating, and I would never forget it. I shut everything out and focused solely on him. He moved in, gliding over my tongue. He paused right at the back of my throat.

“That’s it. So fucking good,” he growled as I gagged. “Now swallow me.”

My eyes watered and then fluttered closed as I obeyed his command. He pushed deeper. Phantom shadows danced at the edges of my vision, but I didn’t care. He picked up his pace and furiously fucked my face. He hadn’t lied.

Thrust after thrust, he didn’t slow or stop. It was hard and fast, and every moan and hiss I pulled from him only increased my confidence. A low whimper fell, and I knew he was going to go over any second. It was poetic, the eloquence with which he allowed me to be in control—to service him.

With one final thrust, his fingers tightened in my hair. The pain was erotic in the wildest way, and my pussy clenched, desperate for something to fill it. And then he exploded. My mouth filled with his hot, delicious cum.

I swallowed in quick succession, proud that I didn’t gag. Over and over, his cock pulsed. I lowered my mouth down the length to the base and then back up again to the head, which I suckled softly before finally releasing him.

Stumbling back, he flopped onto the couch, head thrown back and panting hard. As he worked to get his breathing under control, I noticed small drops of cum I’d missed. That wouldn’t do. He deserved to be cleaned.

A small giggle escaped me, and his eyes opened and caught mine. The grin on his face instantly put me at ease. I took him back into my mouth and kept still as aftershocks rocked through him and he convulsed with pleasure. My hands returned once more to his now semi-erect cock.

He shoved me back. “Enough. Give a man a minute.”

The most beautiful woman I’d ever laid eyes on knelt at my feet. The reverent way she worshipped my cock had me reeling. Her head lay softly against my thigh, eyes closed, her lips swollen and red. The warmth of her breath was everything. I’d never felt more alive than I did right then.

I reached down and wound my hand in her hair at the base. With a gentle tug, I pulled her from her position on the floor onto my lap. Her eyes betrayed her uncertainty, and I lightly pressed my lips against hers. I didn’t give a fuck if I could taste myself on her tongue or not.

The only thing I wanted her to know was that she had me completely undone. A low moan escaped from her throat, and I deepened the kiss. Plunging my tongue into her mouth, I wanted to claim this woman as mine. Where the thought came from, I had no idea, but it was there, nonetheless.

Pulling away from the kiss, I shifted and carried her to the bedroom and lowered her onto the center of the bed, careful with every movement. The mattress gave slightly under her weight. With deliberate intent, I gathered her wrists and raised them above her head, arranging them.

The vision of them secured to the headboard in the playroom and her legs secured similarly had my cock roaring back to life. Since I wanted to fuck her again and any proper type of bindings would need to be tabled, I kept those thoughts in my head. But we would absolutely be having a deeper conversation.

Maybe as soon as tomorrow, because I wasn’t letting this woman out of my sight. I was getting way ahead of myself. Part of me understood that, but at the same time, fuck if it didn’t feel right. Like my entire life had been waiting for her to walk into it.

“Can you do me a favor?” I asked, my voice husky with desire.

“Anything,” she answered, her eyes expectant.

“Tell me immediately if I do anything you don’t like.”

She moaned as my hands slid down her body and rested on the sides of her breasts. Moving them down her waist to her hips, I whispered, “So fucking soft.”

I slipped my fingers under the edges of her knickers. “I’m pretty sure the other day I told how I feel about these.” I bunched the material in my fist, relishing the dampness of them and knowing my hand was going to smell like her. “When wearing a dress. I should punish you, but for tonight I’ll let it slide.” I dragged them down, peeling them from her body.

Unable to restrain myself, I brought the pretty lace fabric up to my nose and inhaled deeply. A shudder went through me. Fuck, this was going to be amazing. I was lost in all the dirty things I wanted to do to her, that I missed the subtle shift.

Once I sensed the change, my head whipped back to the woman laying before me. Soft fingers twitched before she moved them to cover the mark on her pussy. Her body language screamed the quiet part out loud.

Her gaze dropped, and her bottom lip trembled. This wasn’t a modesty issue. It was more nuanced than that. This was shame. A familiar fury ignited in my chest. That damn bastard. I reached for her gently, brushing her hands away and guiding her wrists back above her head.

“Tori, there is no hiding,” I murmured, my voice low, more breath than sound. “Not with me.”

It was one thing to mutually agree to being branded, but there was no way in hell she even had the power to consent. He’d never given her the option. I knew without even having to ask.

My hand rested against her hip, fingers drifting lower until they found the edge of the mark. A slow exhale left me as I followed its shape with the tip of my finger. Her breath hitched, but I didn’t pull away.

She needed to know that this didn’t change how I saw her. Didn’t lessen her in any way in my eyes. It declared her strength and gave evidence of the fact that she was a survivor. She endured the worst, and I wanted to ease her mind in any way I could. An idea struck. I grinned down at her.

“What’s your pain tolerance level?” I murmured, brushing my thumb over the skin beside the mark.

“Very high, Sir. But only because I’ve learned how to disappear inside my head and tune it out. Are you going to hurt me, now?” she whimpered.

I chuckled. “No, silly. But now that I know you disassociate when experiencing pain, I feel like a bigger ass. I was asking because once you’re free and ready, we can have this modified.”