Page 93 of Devour

I grab her jaw and kiss her hard enough to push her head back into the pillow and shift so I’m straddling her waist. She moans into my mouth, and her hips grind up against me, desperate and needy. I break the kiss and pull my belt from the loops.

Her breath catches, and her thighs squeeze against my hips. She knows what’s coming. “Hands above your head.”

She obeys without hesitation. Her wrists cross above her, and I wrap the leather around them twice, tight enough that she won’t be able to escape. I thread the end of the belt through the iron loop in the headboard and pull until her arms are stretched taut and her back arches off the mattress. “Who owns you, little heathen?”

“You do.” She pulls on the belt, but it doesn’t budge.

“Good fucking girl.”

I pull her thong off and toss it over my shoulder. I reach over to the nightstand drawer and grab the lube and a plug I haven’t used on her yet. Her eyes follow it, and her hips shift on the mattress.

“You want your holes filled, baby?” I slap her pussy, making her moan.

She’s panting as I shift so I’m between her legs, spreading her wider. I coat the plug with lube and then press it against her ass. “You’re going to lie there and take what I give you. You like being owned by your king, then your body is going to fucking serve me.”

I work the plug in, pressing it forward while I watch her face. Her mouth drops open, and her wrists twist against the belt. Her body resists for a second, and then she takes it, her ass stretching around it as it slides in. Her moans go straight to my cock.

“Good girl.” I press the base of the plug, and her hips buck off the bed. “Look at you. Needy for my dick, and I haven’t even given it to you yet.”

I pull my phone out of my pocket and pull up an app. Then press a button. She jerks in response to the way the plug moves and vibrates in her ass. Her wrists strain against the belt, and her thighs shake so hard I have to hold them apart.

“Oh my god—Axl—”

“God has nothing to do with it, little heathen.” I turn the vibration up and lower my mouth to her clit. I lick her while the plug works her ass, and she comes apart underneath me. Her hips buck against my face, and I hold her down with my arm across her stomach, teasing her clit with my tongue. The headboard creaks as she pulls on the belt.

“Axl, please—” She moans again. “I’m going to come.”

I pull back, and she cries in frustration.

“Beg your king.” I pinch her clit, making her cry out again.

“Please.”

Fuck, I love that shit. “Please what, baby?”

“Please let me come, my king.”

I suck her clit into my mouth and press the vibration to the highest setting. Her entire body locks up, and her voice breaks when screaming my name. I don’t stop until she can’t even hold her legs up anymore.

She’s wrecked—chest heaving, tears running down the sides of her face. Her eyes are glassy and unfocused while the plug still works inside of her ass. She’s fucking perfect. I wipe my mouth on the inside of her thigh and look up at her.

I stand up long enough to kick my pants off, and then I’m on top of her. I grab her jaw and turn her face to mine because I need her eyes on me for this. “Look at me, Saylor. You don’t close your eyes. You don’t look away. You see me and only me.”

She nods, and I can feel her thighs shaking against my hips. The plug is still vibrating in her ass, and she’s oversensitive from coming, and I don’t give a shit. I position myself and push inside her.

The plug makes her so fucking tight I’m already about to come. I can feel it vibrating against my cock through the thin wall between her pussy and her ass. It takes everything I have not to fill her cunt right fucking now.

“Fuck.” I pull back and slam into her again. “You feel what you do to me? You feel my dick owning this pussy. I own every fucking part of your body, little heathen.”

“Don’t stop.” Her voice is raw and broken, and she wraps her legs around my waist pulling me deeper. “Please don’t stop.”

“I’m going to fill my cunt.” I set a pace that makes the headboard bang against the wall with every thrust. Her tits bounce, and the piercings catch the light. I want to suck them until they hurt, but I don’t want to stop watching her face. “Open your fucking mouth.”

She does as she’s told, and I push three fingers inside, making her eyes go wide.

“Suck my fingers. Show me how much you like me using all of your holes.” I thrust into her pussy while my fingers press down on her tongue. She gags and tears stream down her cheeks, but she doesn’t look away from me. “Fucking gorgeous. I love when you cry for me, baby. I’m the one in your ass, your cunt, and your mouth. You’re fucking mine, Saylor.”

She moans around my fingers, and her pussy clenches so tight I almost lose it. I fuck her harder, and her body rocks beneath mine. Her wrists are red against the leather, and her jaw is stretched around my fingers. There isn’t a more beautiful sight in the world.