Beg for It (Pact of Seduction 2)

He increased his speed and she arched her back even in the binds, offering herself. The burn that touched her skin only fueled the pleasure inside her—a slow buildup to a fast, hard urgency, imploring for more.

She had lost sight of him now. Her eyes must have closed as her body tingled from head to toe. Heat scorched her skin and made her feel more alive than ever. The pain of the hits had morphed into awareness all through her. As if time slowed, her breathing became more shallow, and her heartbeat a mesmerizing rhythm in her ears.

A sharp pain awakened her, and she gasped, snapping her eyes open. She blinked once, then saw Kole grinning at her as he tweaked a nipple hard.

"Well on your way to subspace, weren't you?” His eyes, though raging with lust, appeared wide with surprise. “Sweetheart, you're not quite ready to go there, but I'm pleased by how easily you could have gone under."

Her head moved from side to side, everything in her body loose and needy. Subspace? She couldn't even comprehend what that term was. It sounded familiar, but thoughts were unreachable now.

Kole lowered down, held on to the ropes holding her open for him, and pressed his cock against her anus. “Focus on the vibe."

How could she not? He had clicked the last speed of the vibrator before dropping the remote to the ground, and nothing mattered except easing the pressure building inside her. Pressure that rapidly increased as his cock pushed through the rim.

She was no longer tense against him, and it took only a moment for the tip of his cock to dip through the tight rim. Little flickers of pleasure mixed with the pain in her bottom. It all seemed to conflict against each other rising euphoria that she couldn't control. She groaned as her anus stretched to accommodate him. The width of him made her ache, but she relished in it.

More.

All this blissful pleasure, the tingle of her skin from the flogger—it all brought her to a place that she'd never gone, a ride she never wanted to come down from.

"You're there."

Kole's strangle

d tone forced her eyes open, and she noticed his pelvis pressed against her bottom, now fully seated inside of her. He started to move, slowly easing himself in and out.

With her arms semibound, she placed her hands on his chest, caressed the squared pecs, and ran her hands down, exploring the valley of his muscles. Until now, she hadn't been allowed to touch him. And how she'd been missing out. Kole was all man—hard, delicious, and drenched in sweat.

His deep moans filled the air, causing goose bumps to form along her skin. The enjoyment and rich pleasure he received rested hard in his features. Pride from within intensified the heat building inside her. And when Kole grabbed a nipple and twisted, pain shot through her, yet the force threatened to bring forth a climax powerful enough to make her eyes go huge.

"You won't come until I allow it, Bella.” His voice dropped an octave. The speed of his thrusts increased.

Her breath was lost—only he remained.

He grasped her ass cheeks, squeezed so tight it stole her silence, and a scream raged from her throat. He delivered a round of gentle but quick thrusts, jolting her into full awareness of her body. Removing her from the sensation of hanging on the very edge. He smacked her ass, and it forced her back into the present. Right; she couldn't come yet. And as before, the same overwhelming sensation rose within her as her body fought to release. But she didn't want to disappoint him. She wanted to be the submissive he needed, and he enjoyed pushing his subs. She could do this.

She panted in heavy breaths, struggling for the very last ounce of control. His gaze stayed focused on hers, and his eyes shone in silent approval of her submission. And she was aware he appreciated that she fought against the very tremors that rocked her to the core.

Now she understood what he wanted from her. He was never going to go easy on her. It didn't matter that the last time she pulled the safe word was during straight intercourse. He wasn't going to repeat the same scene to get her past it. He set up a scene that tested her further and pushed her to the very limits she set.

This wasn't about the orgasm. This was about her fully submitting to him. He had upped her pleasure to unspeakable limits and now expected that she'd give him all the control.

The pressure in her bottom and the buzz on her clit made tears rush down her cheeks. Her body was on the edge of an explosion, but here, locked in his gaze, she'd not fail him.

He asked this of her—no, demanded it—and she gritted her teeth, focused away from the tightness engulfing her, and gave him utter control over her body.

He grinned, a delicious smile that held so much pride. “And there it is. Beautiful submission.” He increased his speed, pumping into her, and only his gaze on her allowed her not to erupt around him.

Reaching forward, he grasped her nipples and twisted, holding on so tight. “Beg for it, sweetheart."

The pain tightened her jaw but sent a zing straight to her pussy. “Master Kole, please, may I come?"

The smile that swept along his face was one of sheer adoration for her. However, a note of pure sin appeared in his gaze before he twisted her nipples further, and agony drifted across her in a marvelous embrace.

"Hold your breath, darlin'. This is going to be intense."

After she inhaled, he released his fingers on her nipples. Blood rushed into them so quick that the pain jolted her body into the highest level of pleasure. As her scream filled the air, he squeezed both breasts and thrust his cock into her. “Come. Now."

The sensations slammed into her like an order she couldn't dare refuse. Her back arched, body tightened, and eyes leaked with tears of satisfaction.