Page 147 of Hellbound

Her hand splayed flat against his chest as she roughly shoved him back against the edge of the bed. His legs spread open as she sauntered closer in her undergarments.

She wanted to ruin him. Leave her name on his lips. Bury her knife in his throat.

Coquettishly, Ksenia sat back on her heels, hands braced on her knees as she peered at him through dark lashes.

Bohdan’s large hand stroked her hair affectionately before tightening as she dragged his underwear past his hips, his hardened length springing out.

She stifled her surprise. Feeling it was one thing, but seeing how girthy and generous it was was entirely different. She refused to give him any pleasure in her reaction.

“Do I keep you up at night?” She wrapped her hand around him and pumped slowly, his mouth falling open slightly as he watched.

Wetness collected in a slick line against the fabric between her thighs as her knees splayed out against the rug.

“You are going to be the end of me.” Bohdan bit his lip as he ran the tip of his cock over her lips.

She licked the gathering pre-cum off his tip, inserting the head shallowly into her mouth before making an audible pop and removing her lips.

Bohdan was losing control, fighting the urge to fuck her into submission, but he had more patience than she.

She winked, inserting him into her mouth and raking her teeth against his silky skin, drawing a hiss from his chest.

Her tongue snaked up and down his length as she hollowed her cheeks, pumping him slowly and deeply.

She moaned as he timed the rhythm of her movements with the grind of his hips.

Her nails gripped behind his toned, muscled thighs, using a good deal of her strength to tug him closer. Angry red scratches rose on his skin, and he slid even further down her throat.

Bohdan’s body clenched, and Ksenia sensed he was prolonging the high as long as he could before—

She released him from her mouth, his cock shining with her spit, as an innocent smile played on her mouth.

“You wicked little thing.” His words were strained as his hands found her waist, his fingertips digging into her skin.

He slid her soaked underwear off before settling her legs on either side of his hips, dragging her closer by the backs of her knees.

She slid her wetness against his throbbing length with a sharp intake of her breath, chasing her own pleasure as if he were a mere toy.

He tsked, fingers bruising her hips as he controlled her pace.

“You’ve been thinking about this a long time, admit it.” She chuckled darkly.

He silenced her as he pressed open her mouth with his thumb, and she took the wandering digit into her mouth, laving her tongue against it before setting her teeth against his skin, never breaking eye contact.

His other hand dug around the unmade bedcovers, producing a surprising clink of metal.

In his hand, a silvered curb chain connected a leather collar to matching cuffs.

Ksenia’s heart clenched, a pang of jealousy flooding her system at the thought of Bohdan having been with anyone else so intimately, but she shoved the idea aside.

“I had these made for you.” Her body clenched, her pussy dripping in anticipation.

There it was. Bohdan was a man obsessed with her.

She eyed the collar with equal parts excitement and anxiety.

He cocked an eyebrow at her, an amused smile growing on his face.

“You’re not stringing me up.” She wanted to rip out his throat with her teeth.