“I do. And this time, it’s not going around your neck.”
“Castello—”
“Shhh.” I brushed my fingertips against a hardened nipple. “Remember that you trust me. Focus on me, nothing else.”
Her body trembled, and I knew why. I’d never punished her with a belt before. After Vico had punished her, the lashes didn’t leave scars on her body, but it left emotional scars I knew would take time to heal. But tonight, the last part of her healing process would be complete. It was the only way.
She pursed her lips, and I knew her mind had turned into a battlefield. There was a war raging inside her, and I knew the only way for her to win the war against the demons of her past was to face them and to conquer them.
“There’s no one here but you and me, little mouse. It’s just us. I know you trust me enough to take you where you need to go without letting you fall. I will never let you fall, Tatum. Never.”
I stared at her in awe, her body perfectly on display for me. Rosy pink nipples stood at attention, her legs still wide open as I had instructed.
Gently I palmed her breast, kneading the soft flesh. She needed to calm her thoughts, to let the prospects of pleasure possess her mind rather than memories of Vico and his belt.
“I don’t know if I can do this, Castello. It’s a hard limit for me. Your brother—”
I pinched her nipple hard, and she yelped.
“My brother isn’t here, Tatum. He will never touch you again. Right here, right now I’m your master. Let me help you turn your pain into power.”
Her tongue darted out of her mouth, leaving a teasing glisten on her beautiful lips. Bound by chains of gold, diamonds shimmering on her collar—she was a goddess. It was the only way to describe her at this moment. Her naked breasts, her smooth pussy, and her flawless skin made for the most resplendent image, making me wish I could keep her like this forever.
I climbed onto the bed, sitting on my knees in front of her. I cupped her cheek in my palm, and the way she leaned into my touch made my heart expand. To have such a beautiful creature love and adore the monster I know I am, it felt too good to be true. Yet here she was, embracing my touch, wanting more of it.
I placed my hands on her thighs and slowly moved my palms up, gently caressing her skin.
“If only you could see yourself through my eyes. You would realize how truly beautiful and brave you really are.”
Her body shivered under my touch as I moved my hands closer and closer to the apex of her thighs. Just as I reached her hips, I allowed my thumbs to gently touch her warm, glistening lips. The moan that rolled out of her mouth made my cock jerk, my body getting wound up tighter and tighter.
Up and down my thumbs continued to stroke along the gentle flesh of her pussy. The way her hips started to move, her chest rising and falling as her breathing deepened, made it almost impossible for me to not shove my dick inside her, causing our entire night to come to an end within thirty seconds flat.
The more I touched her, the wetter she became. Her desire covered the tips of my thumbs, and it drove me fucking insane.God, I had to taste her.
Abruptly, I pushed my legs from under me and lay flat on my stomach. I forced her legs even wider, and with my thumbs still on her outer lips, I opened that sweet pussy I had claimed so many times yet knew I would never get enough of.
“Master.” She panted, and my tongue lapped all the way up from her entrance to her clit. Her taste. Good God, her taste. The sweetness that coated my tongue had me on a high almost instantly. The more I licked and sucked, the more I wanted.
“Master…holy—” She tried to move her hips, to push herself up. But the chains kept her in place, making it impossible for her to move. All she could do was rock her hips, trying to fuck my mouth.
I dug my fingers into her hips, my thumbs keeping her spread open for me. Groans of ecstasy rumbled in the back of my throat, and I could taste how close she was to coming. The sweetness intensified, her fucking scent causing a frenzy of lust and desire to ache all the way from my spine to the tip of my cock.
It wasn’t my idea to make her come this fast, this early in our little game. But I couldn’t stop myself. I wanted her to come on my tongue. I wanted to taste her pleasure.
With gentle flicks, I teased her clit before replacing it with my thumb, my tongue dropping to her entrance.
“Master, I’m going…can I?”
Good little pet, asking for permission. “Yes.”
And just like that, she exploded, her pleasure coating my tongue, her taste turning me into a wild animal that craved more of it. Her hips rocked back and forth as she rode out her orgasm, fucking my face like it was the last thing she would ever do. I swear to God, if I had to just touch my cock, I would come instantly.
Her body relaxed, and I felt her muscles tremble.
“That’s my good little mouse.”
I got up, grabbed her behind her head, and crashed my lips against hers, forcing her to taste herself. Forcing her to experience the delight of savoring the way she tasted on my lips.