Marked (Marked #3) (24 page)

To say he wasn’t happy with the conditions I set forth for the appointment two weeks from now would be putting it mildly. Over my dead fucking body would I let Maya go in there by herself so they could destroy her. Break her down emotionally—play with that forgiving heart of hers that wished to see the best in people.

It was either accept my compromise, or no deal. He chose to accept.

“Hey, what are you doing out here? Why aren’t you back in our bed?  Naked, with your dick in your hand, and Netflix on the TV.” Warm hands wrapped around my midsection while her lips left a trail of kisses up the center of my spine. “You know, give me the whole Netflix and chill combo.”

“Dirty girl.” Reaching back, I grabbed ahold of a bare cheek and squeezed. Naked except for what appeared to be one of my wife beaters, she’d come out here with the mindset to tempt me.

“You love my brand of filth.” Tiny teeth nipped the end of my Polynesian tribal that went over my shoulder and stopped mid-upper back. Her tongue soothed the sting after the harsh bite.

Caused a fucking ripple of pleasure to surge through my veins and settle on the tip of my cock. I’d had enough of her taunt, and before she could take her next breath, I had her flipped around and with her back pressed against the cold glass window.

“Enough games, Maya,” I growled against the soft skin of her neck before taking a nip of my own. “You have two choices…bend over—”

“No can do, baby.” I could feel the smile in her voice. She was amused by this. “Sorry, but Mother Nature is here to visit for the next few days.”

Fuck you monthly asshole that turns my Bitty into a crazy lunatic. Burn in hell.
“It’s okay, baby girl. Let’s get you back in bed and with some chocolate. Love you and your issues.”

Warm.

Soft.

Heat.

Blunt nails rake down my stomach and thighs, rousing me from sleep. The feel of her tongue following the path of her hands down my body had me hard. Leaking. Pressing against the side of her face while she kissed the top of my legs.

Still I kept my eyes closed, enjoying waking up to my girl loving me.

“I know you’re awake, Talan,” she spoke against the inside of my thigh, her breath ghosting over my cock. It twitched, and she gave it a tiny kiss. Right at the tip. “Open those eyes for me, baby. I want you to enjoy every fucking moment of what I’m about to do to you.”

Still, I resisted—kept my breathing as slow and even as I could manage. Didn’t last long, though, not when she tapped the tip of my dick with a slim finger. The sudden shot of pleasurable pain that rushed through my body made me jerk. Caused my entire body to coil tight and for me to realize just what she’d done.

I tested the restraints with my eyes closed. Both hands and feet were bound to our bedframe; my feet and hands with just enough slack to not be uncomfortable. She had me at her mercy, and the asshole within me thrived at the challenge presented.

“Open those eyes.” A command, it was followed by her warm mouth enveloping my length in one downward motion. The sight that met my eyes was goddamned perfection.

Leather.

Red fingernails digging deep into my skin.

Maya, bent at the waist with her mouth surrounding my cock.

She pulled up, left a trail of spit trailing from her bright red lips to my dick, and winked. Hooded eyes trailed up my body, lingering on the soft silk scarf she’d used to tie me to the bed. That would be her first mistake; using something I’d break out of with no problem.

“Baby, what…fuck, you look beautiful.” Tongue-tied, I could only lay there while she used me however she pleased. For now, I’d play along with her games.

“Not as fucking delicious as you do.” And then she stood up above me. Let me see the outfit she’d bought for me. Leather bustier with large hooks in the front; just four in total held her encased in the too-tight top. Between each hook, a sliver of skin displayed the piercing between her breasts.

Her tits—fuck me—her tits were pushed up and spilling over the top. One small tug, and they’d be free.

Then my eyes roamed lower.

What I saw had me panting. Almost made me fucking come from the perverse sight alone.

Bitty stood right above my abs in the shortest, tightest little scrap of leather. A skirt? Fuck and no. This was a small square of leftover material that she wrapped around herself, leaving every inch of her bare pink pussy visible.

“Let me touch you,” I begged like a bitch for her. My mouth watered at the sight, and my dick twitched harshly. Almost violently wanting her nearer. Every part of my molecular cell structure cried out in frustration at being denied her touch.

I tested the restraints on my arms. A small tug to see how hard they’d be to escape, but first I’d give her the chance to free me of her own will.

“We’re doing things my way today, Talan. My choice. Not yours.” She fisted her hair with one hand and pulled. “I’m going to enjoy taking my pleasure from you. Use you.” A low moan escaped as my hips jerked up, thighs tensing as I tried to release my legs. “Won’t work, baby. I used soft leather straps on those ankles of yours. You’re at my mercy. Mine.”

“Untie me, Maya.” Gruff, an almost barbaric growl came from deep within my chest, and her thighs clenched.

“No.” Her defiance served to heighten my arousal. Seeing the frustration mount in my eyes, Maya lowered herself and sat down over my abs. Sweet, her scent infiltrated my every pore and my stomach contracted, the ridges of each individual muscle tensing under her wet heat. “Shit,” she hissed out, hips undulating—rubbing her throbbing clit against my flesh.

Bathed me in her essence.

“Maya, you have two minutes to release me.” Instead of heeding my warning, she fisted both hands in my hair and pulled. The sting, the feel of her body writhing atop of mine… “Enjoy it. Take everything you want from me, because the second I get free you will be impaled on my cock and choking on a scream. I’m going to break you.”

Fiery grey eyes met mine, and she smirked. “Dare you.”

“You’ll pay for that, little girl.” Fisting the material in my hands I gave another tug, harsher this time, and nothing. Heard the stretch, but it didn’t give way. They were stronger than I thought.

“Promise?” My mouth opened to reply, when she walked the few steps up to where my head lay and turned around before lowering her pussy to my mouth. Just a few inches above my head; she was open, wet, and… “What the fuck is that?”

For a moment I couldn’t move, my eyes settling on the small red jewel that sat outside of her puckered hole. Bright, so fucking pretty, and stretching her. I couldn’t handle the vision above me and reached up to take ahold of her hips, the length in material around my wrist leaving me just enough space to reach her this close.

Brought her down to my mouth and pressed my lips over my gift. Right over that brightly jeweled tip of her butt plug. My cock ached from just looking at her, at the way her pussy contracted above me, searching—seeking me. At the way her thighs glistened from her arousal.

“Feed me,” left me as a grunt, while I took advantage of the added length she’d left for me to move. Fingers digging into her hips, I held her down and licked from back to front. Savored her on my tongue before attaching my lips to her swollen clit. It pulsed, and she mewled above me.

“Just like that, Talan.” Voice husky and full of want, she undulated above me, spreading her juices over my chin. Made me hungrier. “Eat my pussy. Fucking make me come.”

Ardor, need, and insanity merged into one raging emotion, and I devoured her. Ate her like a goddamned ex-convict that had not seen pussy in over twenty years. Desperate and unable to grasp the concept of what control meant.

“Love the way you taste,” I growled against her clit and she jerked up, and away from my lips with a mewl. That wouldn’t do, and I pulled her down again, rougher this time, and doubled my efforts. With the hands on her hips I guided her over my tongue, made her ride my face while I swallowed every drop of wetness she had to give.

Thighs tightened beside my head, squeezed, and kept me in place while she picked up the pace. Every swivel ended with my tongue just inside her entrance, fucking her with short jabs, while my nose bumped her clit.

“So close…” Another cry, and I bit the inside of her thigh. Hard enough to bruise before turning my face to take one long swipe over her back entrance. “Oh, God.” She pushed against my tongue, and for a second, the hold I had on her hips lessened. Before my next inhale, she was off my face, sitting over my stomach and with her face nestled against my cock trying to control the way her body spasmed.

“Bring that pussy back here and ride my face.” Instead of an answer, I got a shake of her head before she kissed the tip of my cock. From base to tip she worshipped. Taking me in her warm, wet mouth and pulling out, leaving me coated in her spit.

“Next time I come, Talan, it will be with you buried balls deep in my ass. No substitution.” Lips parted over the head, she breathed me in for few seconds before taking me down her throat once more. Bitty swallowed around me causing my toes to curl and my hips to push up. Indescribable the way it felt.

Like heaven.

Like hell.

Like my favorite kind of sin.

Her small and delicate hand moved between her parted thighs, swiped through her glistening folds, and grasped onto the end of her toy. Slowly, and oh so fucking sexy, she pulled it out halfway and then back in.
Mother of fuck, she was going to kill me.

“Not kill…” She chuckled low and turned to look at me from over shoulder. Red lipstick smeared and eyes bright with lust, she’s never looked more beautiful to me.

“What?” That was my eloquent reply. I had been turned stupid by her.

“Not kill,” she reiterated with humor, “but I do want to see you lose every last bit of the motherfucking control you possess.” One more push in of the plug and she pulled it completely out. Both holes contracted, and an audible, “fuck,” passed through her red-stained lips.

“Maya, baby, I’m begging you. Release me. Let me have you.” With both feet planted on the mattress, I pushed up and my dick grazed her stomach. Rubbed my pre-come all over the soft flesh.

“You don’t.” She inhaled sharply, body seized before releasing a shudder. Goose bumps arose on her skin. “Never beg for what’s already yours. I am and will always belong to you.”

With eyes still locked on mine, she reached over to the edge of the bed where a small bottle sat. Grasping it in her hands, she flipped around to face me with her ass settled over my thighs. Legs spread wide and pussy lips wet; I watched with raw hunger as she uncapped the bottle and poured the thick lube down my cock.

Bitty fisted my length, squeezed, and pumped me with just enough urgency to keep me on edge. Her eyes were on mine; focused on every inhale I took in. The sweat that covered my brow. How hard I pulled on the two pieces of cloths keeping me at her mercy.

“You have exactly three hundred seconds before I take you. Use them wisely, Maya. Not a second more,” I growled, lip curled up in anger. Enough playing. My cock wanted her, and now.

Fingers tightened around my girth after pausing mid-stroke. “You’re in—”

“Two hundred and eighty.”

I half expected a reply, but received none. Instead, her gorgeous grey eyes narrowed and her chin jutted out in defiance. Sexy fucking little thing thought she could make me submit to her.

Our eyes remained locked, daring the other to make a move.

To take.

To satiate.

To fuck.

“Two hundred and twenty-five.”

“Fuck you,” she all but snarled at me and stood above me once more. Right over my cock, using, rubbing the head through her slit and down to her ass. Over her puckered hole and right back up through her wetness.

Everything—every fucking muscle in my body locked down in anticipation. Nipples hard and body flushed with desire, Maya pressed the head of my dick against her opening and took in a ragged breath.

“Oh God.” Her pant, a small cry of painful bliss escaped her lips, and I shivered. “Jesus, so big.”

“Goddamned tight…” Pushing my hips up, I helped her push the head inside and held still. Bitty’s legs shook, her body wanting to give in and lower herself down, but she had other ideas and lowered herself just another inch.

Obscene, the scene before me was filthy in the best of ways. Stretched and with her head thrown back, my girl tried to control how much of me she’d take. How fast I could pump myself in and out of her taut body.

It took every ounce of control I had in my body to let her get used to me inside her. To let her set the pace before I attacked. Because one thing was for certain, tomorrow, my little, bitty Maya wouldn’t be walking.

Another two inches, and she began to lift herself up and down, small movements that had me panting and the material holding me hostage, wrapped tightly around my fist. She picked up speed, took more of me, another inch, and paused as her entire body shook.

“Time’s almost up,” I grunted, and the fabric in my hands stretched. Felt as the fibers began to tear. Her eyes widened, and she lost focus. Those thighs that trembled, twitched, gave up on her and she slid the rest of the way down my cock.

Ass nestled onto my hips; she fell forward with her hands splayed across my chest. “Holy fuck. So full.” Breathing choppy, she laid there trying to catch her breath, completely oblivious to my hands being free.

“Hold onto me.” At my warning she looked up, but it was too late, and before she could move, I had her body wrapped up in my arms. Tightly, I held her against my chest while I pumped in and out of her. Her clit trembled against my lower abdomen, juices bathing us both.

“I can’t…so close. Hurt so good,” she mewled, and my cock swelled inside her. This wouldn’t last. Couldn’t.

“Sit the fuck up, Maya.” She complied, using my thighs as leverage to hold herself up. “Lean back and let me see you.”

Not an ounce of fight left in her, she stayed still. “Help me.”