Legally Bound (17 page)

The stranger eased his fingers inside her to the
hilt and a blissful, unyielding pressure filled her. She wasn’t certain how
many digits he was using now, two or three, but the tension made her stomach
quiver. He pumped them harder but slowly, awakening every nerve inside her
weeping pussy. Then his mouth skimmed lower. The stubble on his cheek scraped
the inside of her thigh as he sucked her clit between his lips. The first
strike of his firm tongue against her hard nub sent a shockwave thundering
through her and she couldn’t hold back the scream.

The high piercing sound didn’t slow down her
heavenly tormentors. It triggered a series of chain reactions. The stranger
thrust his fingers deeper, the blunt tips of them colliding with the wall of
soft, quivering flesh inside her cunt. He curled them back, stroking the roof
of her pussy. With the increased pressure, her hips bucked but it was no use.
His hold on her was ironclad. All she could do was whimper through the shudders
wracking her body.

“You have no idea how hard my cock is watching
the pleasure you get from three men using you this way. They want to fuck you,
Eve. I can see it in their eyes.” Donavan pressed his lips to her ear. “Maybe I
should let them.”

A harsh gasp sputtered past her lips causing her
breasts to heave and the wicked mouths toying with her nipples to suck harder.

“There’s only one cock I want tonight.” Panting,
she turned her face and rested her forehead against his. His low, appraising
groan stirred warmth inside her chest and she realized he was testing her
devotion to him. Having multiple men fondle her was one thing, but somehow Eve
knew deep down that his cock was the only one Donavan wanted her fucking.

“Open your mouth,” he commanded. A husky rasp
laced through his voice and temporarily renewed her inner strength.

“Maybe I should tease you like you’ve teased me,”
she taunted breathlessly and earned the painfully sweet caress of his fingers
fisting in her hair. He tugged her head back and brushed his lips over her
cheek.

“Open…your fucking…mouth,” he whispered, and her
muscles clamped tight on the fingers inside her pussy.

She inhaled a sharp breath and relished the
authority in Donavan’s command. One way or another she knew he would put his
cock in her mouth whether she willingly allowed it or forced him to use a ring
gag. The idea of him using something to prop her mouth open held a strange
measure of appeal but tonight she wanted the ability to suck him off and stroke
him with her tongue.

Tipping her head back, Eve parted her lips and
flexed her fingers with anticipation. Oh, she would make him feel the way she
felt now, she silently vowed—overwhelmed, out of control, and teetering on the
edge of violent orgasm.

At the sound of his zipper, she closed her eyes
tight behind the blindfold. She tried not to focus on the tongue swirling
circles over her clit or the fingers penetrating her wet pussy or the suction
on her nipples causing such divine pain. She tried to focus all of her energy
on Donavan.

The moment his musky male scent swarmed her
senses, Eve propelled forward to take his cock but he caught her by the hair
and eased her back. Oh, he planned on controlling this, too. Why did that make
her so fucking hot?

“I want to savor this,” he told her, teasing his
smooth, silky crown lightly over her parted lips. “I’ve thought about it for a
long time.”

So had she, Eve silently admitted. Too long.

He edged closer and pushed his rigid cock past
her teeth, filling her mouth. Eve moaned at the taste of salty pre-cum and
swept her tongue in a slow, gratifying circle. She’d waited to taste him for so
long. His low groan urged her into motion. She leaned forward, taking him
deeper. The thick head of his cock pressed into the fleshy tissue of her throat
but she didn’t gag. She merely shuddered then withdrew, sucking him hard
between her lips.

“Christ,” Donavan swore and his hips gradually
slipped into rhythm with her nodding head. His low curse only deepened her
greed. She suckled him lighter, toying at his rigid flesh with her lips and
tongue and teeth.

“Oh, you’re a little tease,” he growled and
arched his hips forward, filling her mouth again. It was in that moment that
the full impact of how powerless she really was slammed into her.

Donavan worked his cock in and out of her mouth
while the stranger behind her fucked her with his fingers and tongue. The two
men underneath her caressed her torso. Their hands traced lightly along the
boning of her corset on both her sides then they teased over the bare section
of her quivering tummy. Reaching her parted thighs, they swirled lazy patterns
on the insides of her legs, all while keeping her raw, throbbing nipples
captive in their hot mouths.

Part of her brain suddenly seemed to shut down.
The only sector still working was the pleasure center. Every touch, lick, and
probe put her one step closer to explosion. In the clouded haze of her mind she
knew the end was near. The only question was whether or not she could hold back
her orgasm long enough to abide Donavan’s command.

Eve Morgan’s mouth was made for sucking cock,
Donavan thought, as his eyes rolled back and another wave of euphoria rode over
him. His limbs vibrated. His heart raced. Biting the inside of his cheek was
all he could do to stop a vast series of profanity from bursting past his lips.
To be honest, he wasn’t entirely sure how much more
he
was going to be
able to take.

Every time he withdrew his cock, her mouth seemed
more and more wicked. Over and under, her velvety tongue stroked him but not
lovingly. Hell, no. The strategic swirling of her tongue against his hard flesh
was meant to torture him, Donavan knew. As was the way she dragged her front
teeth lightly over the ridge of his sensitive head. It was a damned good thing
she didn’t have use of her hands. Her mouth was skilled enough by itself.

Clenching his jaw, he stared down at her as she
worked him over with her mouth. A light misting of perspiration glistened on
her forehead and her cheeks burned with the feverish flush of a woman in
desperate need of orgasm. He needed that as well. He needed to hear her scream
out in ecstasy as climax assaulted her body. He needed to feel her tight cunt
pulsating around his unyielding flesh while he pounded her sweet pussy.

Play time was over. He needed to claim her.

Panting, Donavan made eye contact with his
assisting trio and gave a single gesture with his hand. They acknowledged him
almost immediately. Gradually, they eased away from Eve and fled in search of
new partners to find release with. When they withdrew that left only him and
Eve alone inside the circle of spectators but Donavan’s focus fell only to her.

Simultaneously, he pulled his cock from her mouth
and reached for the chain suspending her. One jerked had it hoisting Eve
higher, drawing her up onto her feet. The second jerk locked it in place.
Because the chain was attached near her wrists, her body remained leaning
forward, allowing him the perfect position to fuck her from behind.

“Do you want me to fuck you, Eve?” he whispered
against her ear.

She whimpered out a sigh.

“Answer me,” he demanded.

“Yes. God. Yes.” She shuddered. “I’ve never
wanted anything more in my life.”

He gripped her hips and swung her around. The
chain above them creaked. The smooth globes of her ass grazed his cock and
Donavan bit back a harsh moan sharing in her sentiment. He had never wanted
anything more in his life, either.

Hooking an arm around her waist, he clutched the
base of his cock and pressed it between her swollen pussy lips, teasing along
the line of her slick slit. In silent demand, she pushed backward into him and
a smile broke out on his face. Normally he would have dodged her advances in
order to establish his dominance over her. Not this time. He couldn’t wait any
longer either.

Donavan drove his cock into Eve’s dripping pussy.
His own ragged groan drowned out her cry but what he heard of the high pitch
sound was enough to make his cock twitch. Her wet heat surrounded him and a
burst of white hot flame licked furiously up his shaft. Swallowing hard, he
clenched his teeth against the fire. Too hot. Too wet. Too tight. Wrapping both
arms around her now, he cradled her back to his chest and remained frozen. His
thighs began to vibrate and for the first time in his life, Donavan thought he
might come before coaxing her to orgasm.

No way in hell he was about to let that happen.

Panting, Eve tilted her head back and whispered. “You’re
not getting all lovey-dovey on me now, are you Carver?” Her blatant taunt had
him smiling again. Oh, the gloves were off.

“Sweetheart,” he murmured, dragging his teeth
over her bare shoulder. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

Donavan arched his hips back and slammed into her
harder than he had let himself the entire weekend. Her earsplitting scream
sliced through his mind but before the sound died off, he thrust into her
again. If she wanted it rough, who was he to deny her?

Keeping her cradled to his body, he ran his hands
up her torso and palmed her glorious tits. The moment his skin grazed her hard
nipples, she choked on a moan. Christ, he loved how sensitive her nipples were.
Circling the tips of his fingers around her swollen peaks, he traced the
elastics and then closed his eyes against the erratic pulsing of her tight
muscles around his cock.

Thrust after thrust, she thrashed like a wild
animal, her sweet ass bouncing against his pelvis as he drove in and out. This
was the moment he’d been waiting for. Though they stood inside a circle of
wide-eyed strangers watching their every move, Eve was oblivious to their
presence. Her body and mind and soul now belonged to him.

Oh God, I can’t hold on much longer, Eve thought
between a frenzy of labored breaths and harsh groans. Her thighs quivered and
wobbled under the force of Donavan’s rough handling. Her stomach muscles
violently contracted with building abdominal pressure. Though he fucked her
harder than any man ever had, the warmth and strength of his arms enveloping
her conveyed absolute tenderness.

Emotion welled in Eve’s throat as he brutally
claimed her, demanding her submission with his cock, his hands, his mouth.
Surrender never felt so good. It was without pride, selfless, and loving. She
gave him the whole of her being and let him lead her blindly through this
foreign world of undiscovered pleasure and debauchery.

On every thrust, Eve’s eyes rolled back behind
the blindfold into the midst of darkness yet there was light. Blinding,
heavenly light. It was only in her mind but felt surprisingly real. As if
streams of gold and yellow radiated from her every pore and inch of her skin,
the intensity shook her to the core.
This is what absolute pleasure feels
like.

With unforgiving penetration, he continued
stretching and assaulting her slippery pussy with the width of his rigid cock.
He pistoned slowly now, but deeper. While the thick pulsing veins lining his
shaft combed along the fleshy inner walls of her cunt, the strings of jeweled
beads licked hard against her swollen clit. Each wicked lash drove her closer
to the edge.

“Eve,” Donavan whispered in a ragged breath. “Come
for me.”

His words commanded her body before Eve’s mind
processed the order. Her clit throbbed in a series of erratic contractions and
releases. The moisture gathered around her swollen cleft heated and created a
blissful and tingling warmth. Back arching into an inhuman curve, her thighs
collapsed inward as an onslaught shudders wracked through her. She threw her
head back and choked. “Oh, God!”

On her earsplitting scream, one of Donavan’s hands
slid the length of her torso and he pressed the pad of his thumb hard against
her pulsing clit while her greedy cunt devoured every inch of his cock.
Mindless, vulgar curses sputtered from between her lips as he circled his thumb
back and forth, milking her orgasm. She thrashed from the power of the climax.
Her knees reflexively collapsed together then jerked apart. Her ankles rolled
and threatened to give but the arm binder restraint and chain refused her
descent.

“Christ,” Donavan swore and the muscles in his
chest bulged and tightened against her back. His arms fused like two giant
constrictors around her sex sated body and Eve felt as if she might snap in
two. A burst of hot semen surged inside her quivering pussy and the pressure of
his hold transformed into blissful agony. As his swollen cock pulsed and jerked
within her fleshy walls, he softly cursed again and Eve welcomed the sensation
of his full body shudder.

Never let go of me, Donavan.
Please, don’t let go.

This was as close as two people could get. Bound
by flesh and sweat. And, tears? Eve swept her tongue to the corner of her mouth
and the unmistakable taste of the salty liquid registered in her mind.
Startled, her heart seemed to pause. Though she had heard people could
experience a pleasure powerful enough to bring on tears, she couldn’t have been
less prepared for the intensity. Rather than fight the overwhelming emotion,
however, Eve lost herself in it.

Donavan’s curses died off into a whisper of lazy,
open-mouth kisses along her bare shoulders and his embrace remained firm as she
quietly wept. Eve felt no shame, here, with him. Though in the back of her mind
she knew they were surrounded by countless spectators, it didn’t bother her.
She felt liberated. She felt freedom.