Page 9 of Fallen Dane

She’s angry. She’s scared. She’s aroused.

She’s fucking mine.

She still hasn’t taken all of me yet, but I start to move. I start with shallow thrusts at first, letting her adjust. Then I go deeper. Harder. I push into her throat until she gags again and tears stream down her face.

“That’s it.” I tighten my grip on her hair. “Take all of me. Choke on my cock like the good little wife you’re going to be. We’re going to train you to swallow my dick.”

She moans around me. The sound surprises her. I can see it in her wide eyes. Her body is betraying her, responding to me even when her mind is still fighting.

I fuck her mouth harder, watching the mascara run down her cheeks, watching her struggle to breathe around me. She doesn’t try to pull away. Her hands come up to grip my thighs, and I can’t tell if she’s steadying herself or pulling me closer.

“You’re so fucking beautiful like this, kitten.” I thrust deep and hold myself there, feeling her throat constrict around me. “On your knees. Tears on your face. My cock in your mouth. This is where you were made to be.”

I pull my dick out of her mouth, and she gasps for air, spit trailing from her lips to my cock. Before she can catch her breath, I grip her shoulders and pull her to her feet. Spinning her so her back is against me, I lick along her jaw.

“Strip, pretty girl.” I release her and step back.

Her hands shake as she reaches for the zipper at her back. The black dress pools at her feet, and she steps out of it. She’s wearing nothing underneath. No bra. No panties. Those are still in my pocket. I’m going to frame them and hang them on the wall in my office.

She stands before me completely bare, her arms twitching like she wants to cover herself but she knows better. I take my time looking at her. I study every curve. Every inch of skin. Every place I’m going to mark before this night is over.

Everything about her body is everything I could ever want, from her full breasts to her rounded hips and ass. All mine.

“On the bed. Face down. Arms above your head.”

She hesitates for just a second. Then, she climbs onto the mattress and stretches out, her arms extended toward the headboard.

I walk to my closet and retrieve two silk ties from the rack. I remove the rest of my clothes, so that I’m naked. When I return to the bed, she cranes her neck. She licks her lips as her eyes rake across my body. Then she focuses on what I’m holding. Her eyes go wide.

“Dane—”

“Did you want to beg me again?”

She presses her lips together. I can see her pulse racing in her throat. I can see the way her thighs press together.

I climb onto the bed and straddle her thighs. She tenses beneath me but doesn’t move. I take her left wrist and wrap the silk tie around it, knotting it securely to the headboard. Then I do the same to the right. When I’m finished, she’s bound with her arms spread wide, completely helpless beneath me.

“Pull,” I order.

She tugs at the restraints. They hold firm. A small sound escapes her throat. It sounds almost like a moan, and I haven’t even touched her pussy yet.

“Good.” I lean down and press my mouth against her ear. “Now you can’t run. You can’t hide. You can’t do anything except take what I give you.”

I run my hands down her back, feeling her shiver under my touch. I grip her hips and yank them up, forcing her onto her knees with her face still pressed into the pillow and her ass in the air.

“Spread your legs.”

She does, and I can see how wet she is. Her pussy is glistening, swollen, desperate to be filled. Her body knows what it wants even if her mind is still pretending otherwise.

“Look at this needy little cunt.” I drag two fingers through her slit, and she moans into the pillow. “Already dripping for me. Already begging without saying a word.”

I circle her clit slowly, teasing her. She pushes back against my hand before she can stop herself, then freezes.

“Did I say you could move?”

“No.” Her voice is muffled by the pillow.

“That’s right.” I pull my hand away and bring it down hard on her ass.