I imagine I hear him behind me several times.
Until I finally do.
One soft footfall outside the door, then a creak as it opens and closes again. A breeze over my bare back makes me shiver.Goosebumps make every hair I have stand on end as warmth from a presence hesitates over me.
A deep, penetrating voice resonates inside my chest as he speaks. “Mm,good baby girl. You did as you were told. Sofuckingobedient. Bet if I shove my shoe under that cunt, it’ll be soaked with need. Is that right?”
I part my lips to answer. “Y-Yes, lord.”
His breath hovers over my ear and neck as he whispers close to me. “Gather your hair for me, my hellkitten. I have a present for you.”
Smiling, I do as he instructs, holding my thick locks in a bundle on top of my head. A cold strap hits my throat, and I gasp as I feel it circle my neck. Tightening as he buckles it at the nape. It feels…right. Like it was missing, and now it’s home.
And his bottle cap dangles from the front. He must have taken it back from my jewelry box. It makes me settle with a satisfied sigh.
“My leather collar. You can wear my chained one out and during the day, but this one…”
I sense his finger slipping through the ring in front as he tugs on it.
“This one is forus. Got that?”
The weight steadies me. It’s not jewelry, it’s a heartbeat. His. Mine. Ours, fused into one strip of leather.
“Yes, my Viscount.”
A smooth hand ghosts over my arms.
“I’m going to use you tonight. However I want. You won’t have any control at all. Do you understand?”
“Yes, lord.”
“If you try to take over for me? I’ll bring Landon in here to stuff your mouth full of his monster.”
I balk. There’sno wayhe’d do that. The threat seems over-the-top… Right?
“Maybe I will then,” I say.
A sharp snap hits the side of my ass. Theflog. I lose a breath.
“Okay! I understand!” I yell.
Breathy chuckles puff out of his mouth as he grabs my hand, then lifts me into the air. With a few struggles, he situates my body until I’m completely suspended. Unable to tell which direction I’m facing. All I see is the darkness covering my eyes. His comforting scent surrounds my senses. As does the heat radiating off his body.
At least he never leaves me without his touch, unless it seems deliberate. One finger trails along my skin at all times. Sometimes a palm. Or his lips. Everything he does is amplified until I’m so desperate for him to fill me, I whimper, clutching the bar that’s holding my arms over my head. Wrists locked to it. Ankles in some type of suspension cuffs. Butt and back supported with thick fabric.
He shoves until I’m swinging through the air, brushing his skin with mine every time I return.
I’m spun, disoriented. Fingers thread through my hair, and I release my neck, letting it hang back. A heavy cock brushes against my lips, and I stick out my tongue to feel it. Surroundthe crown with my mouth.
“That’s a girl. Just like that. You suck dick so well.”
He pulls me by the harness, chains rattling, until his length slides down my throat. Then, he holds himself there. Gagging around him, I try to breathe through my nose, but end up reaching for something. My body bucks against the intrusion. When I think I can’t take it, he backs out. I gasp for air, saliva spilling from the sides of my mouth.
“Do it like that again. You’ll learn…”
Thick heat overtakes my mouth again. It’s difficult, but I manage to sip in breaths around him. Swallow to stop myself from spitting up.
Over and over, he slides out slightly, allowing me a breath, then plunges back in. All the way. Until my neck feels sore from retching.