I released her from my bite and soothed the abused flesh with a kiss before drawing back slightly to check her response.
The berry was still whole, but her lips had closed around it, sucking at the sweet juice. Her throat worked beneath my palm as she swallowed, indicating that she was tonguing her gag. Her eyes were a little glassy, the lustful glaze convincing me that she wasn’t toying with the berry to tease me.
But the thought of her lips sucking at my cock, her tongue tasting me like her favorite treat, was wanton enough to make me grind my erection against her.
I growled a curse and escalated my ruthless agenda for her. I couldn’t withstand much more arousal without my control snapping entirely.
I licked at the chocolate on her skin as though I was starving for it, my teeth dragging against her flesh with each stroke of my tongue. Her soft, keening cries fueled my savagery, and I bit down hard on her tight nipples before I could strategically plan the proper moment for my assault.
She arched toward me with a harsh shout, and her fingers tangled in my hair. I snarled against her tender flesh and held her in my punitive bite, punishing her for my days of unfulfilled lust.
Her cry ended on a whimper, the sudden change drawing my focus back to my game. I dropped quick kisses on her tormented nipples before easing back to study my pet’s predicament.
The berry was destroyed, a tiny bit of juicy flesh with the stem left between her teeth.
My lips spread in a merciless grin, heady triumph flooding my system until I became almost drunk off the high.
I plucked the stem from her mouth and tossed it away, savoring the trepidation that flashed across soft gray eyes.
“Go on, pet.” My command was roughened by feral lust. “Swallow.”
A soft whine teased between her lips, but she finished consuming the berry and complied with my deviant demand.
My fingers tugged at the knot on her robe, working it free.
“Do you know what I’m going to do to you now, kitten?” I goaded her as I slowly pulled the silk sash from around her waist, taking the length in both hands and doubling it over.
Her tongue darted out to catch the last of the juice on her lips, and she shook her head wordlessly.
I slipped the sash around the back of her neck before feeding the loose ends though the loop I’d created at the middle. I tugged the length, so she could feel the noose around her neck.
“I’m going to tame you.”
Too late, she realized what I’d done. She shrieked in defiance, clawing at the collar I’d secured to her throat.
Before she could get any leverage, I grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her front. One hand settled at the small of her back to pin her down, while the other remained firm on the sash. I pulled on the silk, increasing the tension around her neck and forcing her to arch back so she could breathe.
“You were always going to end up on my leash, Carmen,” I rumbled, nipping at her ear. “You’ll learn to like it.” I pulled harder on her collar, preventing her from speaking as I pressed my palm against her soaked cunt. “I think you already do.”
A protest strangled in her throat, and her hands scrabbled against the polished, mahogany dining table. I grabbed her wrists, forcing them behind her back and binding them together with the end of her leash. When I released her from my hold, she jerked against her bindings. Her struggle pulled the collar tighter around her throat. She choked and immediately went still, settling into the only position that enabled her to breathe.
I stroked her hair, petting her at my leisure now that I had her secured. She tried to twist away from my hand, only to be forced back into quivering submission by the cruel binding. I resumed petting her, allowing myself to indulge in her softness while making her role in this relationship crystal clear.
“You’re not going anywhere until I allow it.” Although I continued to touch her gently, my voice was gravelly with unfulfilled lust. “You’re mine, and it’s time you understand what that means. I’m in control, not you. You think you can hide in your mind, giving me little tastes of your body to appease me. Well, I am not appeased. You will give me everything, Carmen. I will settle for nothing less.”
“Fuck you.” She forced out a strangled curse, her body quaking with the rage she’d hidden from me, the entrenched fury she’d tried so hard to conceal.
“Not tonight, kitten,” I countered, further incensing her with my twisted interpretation of her insult. “Not until you understand that my cock is a reward that must be earned. I won’t fuck you until you accept that you want it more than anything. That way, you won’t have any festering doubts after the fact. You won’t be able to convince yourself that maybe you made a mistake.”