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Finally, when I know her pussy is dripping and her heart has sped to an unmeasurable speed, I step out.

Her eyes mix with concern and arousal as she looks at me.

I glare back. Her eyes reflect more worry than excitement. Her eyes drift down the ties I hold in my hand, and she grips the sheets trying to hide herself again.

“You can’t hide from me. Not now.”

“I’m not hiding. I made the deal remember?”

“And you are going to regret it.”

“Not likely, if it keeps my friend safe for another day.”

“And gives you another orgasm, right?”

Her cheeks blush her response. She wants me to fuck her as much as I want to fuck her. She just doesn’t want what I have planned.

“This is your last chance to back out. You don’t get a safe word. I won’t stop once I start. I’ll ask you beforehand each time, but once you say yes, that’s it.”

The fear disappears as I speak. Like my words give her confidence instead of panic.

“Fuck me, Matteo. Do your worst.”

“I will.”

I snatch the covers and jerk them off until her entire body is exposed and ready at my disposal.

I unroll one of the ties as I storm toward her, my gaze never leaving her and she’s fighting back just as strongly, telling me she is ready for anything.

I grab her healing leg, digging my fingers deep into her skin.

She screams at my sudden touch.

My fingers continue holding pressure, loving the sounds she’s making.

“You asshole.”

I smirk. “Didn’t think I would fight fair, did you?”

“No,” she growls. “I thought you would slowly transform into a monster, not become it as quickly as I can snap my fingers.”

I bend her knee, so her thigh is pressed against her stomach.

She cries again. Her leg hasn’t been used to bending that way in weeks.

“I didn’t need to transform. I’ve always been this way.”

I clutch her wrist and pull it to her leg before I attach the tie around it.

She takes a deep breath. Trying not to panic. She won’t be able to move when I’m done with her. She’s going to remain hurting, her leg throbbing how it is, the entire time I fuck her.

I finish tying her hand tightly to her leg; then I jerk her other leg back before I grab her hand and fasten it to her leg with the other tie.

She bites her lip.

“You regretting your decision yet?”

“No, I never regret anything.”


Tags: Ella Miles Dirty Erotic