Silken Rapture (Princes of the Underground 2)

For a moment, she did not speak. She appeared to be holding her breath.

“It will be just this one time?” she asked brokenly.

He caressed her hot bottom. “I sincerely doubt it. You are surely destined to be punished.”

A long pause ensued.

“All right,” she sniffed finally.

“All right, what?”

Another pregnant pause.

“You can do it,” she whispered.

“I told you…ask for it.”

She made a strangled sound of distilled frustration. “How did you know?” she blurted out tearfully.

“How did I know what?”

“That I would make them—the fallen leaders—ask for it.”

He chuckled and began to unfasten his pants. “I would expect nothing less of you, Shirian. But now, you will be the one to do the asking.” He shucked off his pants and underwear and picked up a bottle of lubricant. “Go on,” he said as he poured a quantity of the fluid on his cock and began to rub it everywhere. He was hard as stone.

“Fuck me in the ass,” she said so quietly he almost didn’t hear her.

“Louder,” he ordered as he moved behind her. He lowered over her body, trying to find the right angle for penetration. He ended up with one foot remaining on the floor, the knee of the other leg poised on the ottoman to give him added balance and strength. Unable to resist the temptation spread before him, he flicked Shirian’s swollen clit in a quick tease.

She gasped.

“Fuck me in the ass, you bastard,” she hissed.

“You’ll have to be more polite than that, demon,” he said as he untied the strap beneath her buttocks.

He removed the dildo, but kept open the tiny hole with his thumb and forefinger.

“Fuck me…please,” she said.

“With pleasure,” he assured. He pressed the tip of his cock to the opening. “It will not be pleasant for you at first. If you work past your discomfort—if you truly submit—you might find pleasure, Shirian. But I doubt it, this first time.”

“Fuck you,” he heard her say in his head, and knew her emotion had been so strong at the moment, he’d read her mind. He laughed softly.

“On the contrary,” he murmured before he grasped her naked hips and thrust his cock into her ass. Their groans twined. He hadn’t meant to make a sound, but the feeling of piercing the tight opening and her incredible heat, had taken him by surprise. As if to make up for his temporary vulnerability, he began to immediately fuck her, never giving her time to become accustomed to having a large, hard cock penetrating virgin territory. His pelvis began to slap against her reddened ass in a relentless rhythm.

She moaned in discomfort.

“Does it hurt?” he asked as he continued.

“No,” she grated out between clenched teeth.

“Liar. I’m not giving it to you half as hard as you deserve. I’m not giving it to you a quarter as hard as what you gave those poor men who bent over for you before their troops. If you disobey me in the future, Shirian, if you as much as hint at our acquaintance to Morshiel, I will know it. I will call an audience here to watch your humiliation, and you will know firsthand what you forced those men to endure.”

She whimpered, and he knew she’d believed him.

She should.

He tightened his hold on her, squeezing her buttocks around his pillaging cock. Normally in a sexual subjugation, he would focus elsewhere, making sure the lesson was learned well by his subject. But it was a trial with Shirian to remain on task. She was so beautiful, and her ass was so tight…