Total pages in book: 266
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
“Ride it out,” he says, his eyes searching mine. “Come on, doll face. Feel my cock in your ass fucking it.”
His cock? I don’t know…I groan, my heavy eyes falling closed while his hands play with my nipples. “That’s it, Charlotte. Fuck, you’re so goddamn pretty when you’re coming.”
I try to pull my legs closed as another wave washes over me, taking my breath away, and he smiles. “That’s two.” Leaning down, he kisses my sweat-covered forehead and orders, “Don’t stop counting, doll face.” Then he pulls away and is out of sight.
HAIDYN
I stand in the shower under the sprayer. My hard cock in one hand and the other on the wall. She’s in the other room, tied to my bed coming all over herself. I wanted to give her a second—leaving her with her own thoughts. She’s going to wear herself out fighting the inevitable. Her body betraying her. Nothing she can do will change the outcome that I want her to have.
She’s my fuck toy.
My reward for doing everything the Lords have fucking wanted. This is why they gave her to me. Well…I know they’ll want something in return. She’s been placed in my life before, and I won’t ignore her like last time. This time, I’m taking advantage of the gift they’ve given me.
My hand tightens on my cock, and I have to remind myself not to jack off. I’m going to come, but it’s not in the shower alone. It’s inside the beautiful brunette in the other room, squirming and begging for more.
Three years, we waited to get to fuck. And then it was taken away from us again.
Four years ago
“Don’t come, Haidyn,” the woman says, giving me a smile from her knees. “This is about endurance.”
How the fuck can she think I’d come? My cock is in a fucking vise.
It tightens, and I throw my head back, grinding my teeth.
“Small pinch…”
FUCK! Pain shoots up my back and to my neck. It would paralyze me if I wasn’t tied up.
“Looks good.” She stands to her full height and slaps my cheek.
I suck in a ragged breath. “Your first one is done. We’ll leave it in there for twenty-four hours,” she says, and the chains keeping my arms above my head are released, and I drop to my knees on the concrete floor.
“This is part of your training, Haidyn,” she says as if I fucking care. “Not only is it physical endurance, it’s also mental.”
They fed me breakfast this morning, and it had Viagra in it. By the time I realized it, it was too late.
“Sex is power.” She goes on. “You have the dick; you control when and how it fucks. Women are only good for pleasing you and breeding.”
I open my eyes and release my dick. Placing my forehead on the cold wall, I suck in a ragged breath. Lords are controlled by sex. It doesn’t matter if you’re a woman or a man, it’s all the same. You either fuck or get fucked. It can go either way.
Turning off the water, I grab the towel off the hook and dry off. Letting it drop to the floor, I enter my bedroom to see her lying in the center where I left her. The sun has set, but I have the lights on in the room. Her eyes are closed, her chest heaving, and her body is shaking.
She’s covered in sweat, and her hard nipples beg me to suck on them. Pinch them and slap them. Anything to get her to open her eyes.
I walk over to the side of the bed and grab each one, pulling on them with a tight grip.
Her heavy eyes slowly open and meet mine. Tears run down the side of her face. “How many times have you come for me, Charlotte?”
She just stares off into space.
“Three times?”
She gives me a faint nod.
“Four times?”
Another nod.
“Five times?” The moment the words leave my mouth her back bows and her eyes roll back into her head. I give her a second to come down before I tap the side of her face forcing her watery lashes to part and look at me. “I asked you a question, doll face.”
A slow blink followed by a barely-there nod.
“That’s a good girl. But I think six is a better number,”
She arches her neck and mumbles a sob into the tape.
“Let’s make it seven,” I say, pushing her further.
She’s trembling in the restraints.
“I can’t help myself,” I tell her. “You’re so pretty when you look like a mindless toy.” Fresh tears fill her eyes and spill over the sides of her face.
Forced orgasm is a fine line to play with. The endorphins the orgasms alone release in the head can alter your perception. That’s what I meant when I said mindless. She’s lost all train of thought and bodily function. All she can do is lie here and ride it out. One after another. Until I decide she’s had enough.