Chapter 44 No safe word
Lila POV
“If only you could see yourself now, you would realize that you were born to look this fucking good.”
His voice was dark with hunger, a low rumble of sexual ravening.
A soft finger traced around the swell of my breast, a warm breath skidding across the skin of my neck.
“If I should touch you between your legs right now, lila, what would I find?”
I didn’t answer. His touch was consuming my body, my mind, affecting my capability to form any coherent thought or answer.
Abruptly he grabbed my hair and jerked my head back, my scalp stinging with the force. “Answer me.”
“Wet. I’m wet…sir.” My answer came out with a huff, and he immediately let go of my hair.
I felt him move around me, and I shuddered when he took my bound wrists in his hand.
“If you’re wet now, lila, you’re going to be soaked by the time I’m done with you.”
Slowly he lifted my arms. The more he pulled my arms up, the more my shoulders started to ache in protest, leaving me no choice but to bend forward.
I was bent in such a way that my ass was in the air, with my legs spread wide, my most vulnerable parts exposed.
The thought of him watching me like this turned me the fuck on. It was insane, but I liked the idea of him seeing me in such a sexually vulnerable position. It was exhilarating.
There was another click and his hands left my wrists, but my arms stayed in place, lifted above my back.
“Now I don’t have to touch your pussy to know how wet you are…I can see it.”
The thought of him looking at me, staring at me from behind sent a new wave of desire crashing through every bone in my body.
I was bound, exposed, and completely vulnerable to the one man who wanted to destroy me, yet right now that knowledge only added to the thrill of it all. It only made me feel more helpless, more at risk, but I’ve never wanted anything else more.
Suddenly there was a tug on my neck, forcing me to bend more. The back of my legs stretched to a point of pain, my shoulders aching, every muscle in my back and neck pulled tight. Another clip, and I was secured in place.
“Now you can’t run from me, little mouse. You are completely at my mercy, not knowing what I’m about to do to you. And the best part, you can’t do shit about it. You can’t run, you can’t hide. All you can do is stand there and fucking take it.”
He shuffled, and I heard the sound of a zipper.
The idea that he was naked too, stalking around me, staring at me, harboring impure thoughts about me and my body had everything clenching tight between my legs.
“Does it hurt?”
I sucked in a breath. “Yes.”
“Good. Now do you remember when you told me that I was wrong about you craving pain, and that you couldn’t handle Damon lashes?”
His fingers slowly moved along my back, caressing my skin softly, and I imagined that he was tracing the marks Damon cruelty had left on my skin.
Cold spread like ice through my spine as the memories of pain and humiliation bombarded my mind. “Yes, I remember.”
“Do you remember my answer, little mouse?”
I tried to nod, only to realize that I couldn’t even move my head without pulling the muscles in my shoulders. “Yes. You said that my body didn’t respond to him.”
“Why?”
I swallowed. “Because he wasn’t the one.”
“And what else did I tell you?”
“That my need for pain, for pleasure is rooted to my deepest, darkest desires, and that it can’t be met by just anyone.”
He placed a palm against my ass, rubbing lightly, the sensation spreading across my skin in waves. “Good girl. Now tell me, lila, who has the power to meet your deepest, darkest desires?”
There was no hesitation in my answer because it was the undeniable truth. “You.”
I heard him groan behind me. “That’s fucking right, little mouse. I have that power. No one else, just me.”
His hand dipped down, and brushed against my wet, exposed lips, his touch making me shudder with delight.
And then his touch was gone. My hips tried to move in search for more, but pain radiated up my back and into my shoulders
because of the movement, and I forced my greedy body to remain still.
A low, dark chuckle rumbled from behind me. “You are not in control, lila. I own your pleasure tonight.”
Something was gently being eased across my skin something that felt like a whip, and I instantly stiffened.
”Shhh, you don’t have to be afraid of my whip, lila. Damon whip was controlled by his anger, his greed, his need to punish.” He traced the whip back down my spine, circling my ass. ”
My whip is controlled by my need to give you pleasure, to see you succumb to those desires that haunt you. Surrender your body to me, and let go of your fears.”
I heard the whip cut through the air, but it was too late to even try and brace myself for impact.
The whip landed hard and hot on the skin across my ass, the force of the strike letting me move forward, my shoulders burning as it stretched further while the chains ruthlessly kept me in place.
When the second lash struck across my upper thighs, I was prepared, forcing my body to remain still, to soak up the pain that seared my flesh.
His fingers moved through my slit, and I moaned, suppressing the need to push my hips out in order to give him more access.
“Does that feel the same? Does the pain from my whip feel the same as Damon?”
My God. It didn’t feel the same at all. In fact, it couldn’t have been more different. My body wanted this, my body craved more, even though every part of me ached in the position I was in, I needed so much more.
“Do you still think you can’t handle the pain, lila?”
Another lash, more stinging of flesh, and I cried out, “Yes, I can handle it.”
A finger entered me, his thumb stroking my sensitive flesh. The cries and the moans that rolled out of my mouth were uncontrollable as my body shuddered around his finger.
“Good God, lila. I could look at you like this all day. Unfortunately for us both this isn’t a kind of position you can hold for long.”
“I can.” The words just came out. The thought of him stopping this was incomprehensible for me right at this moment. “Don’t stop,” I begged through rapid breathing. “Not yet. Please don’t stop…sir.”
“Fuck me,” he moaned. “If it were up to me I’d leave you like this all goddamn night. If you can handle more, I’ll give you more. But you don’t have a safe word, lila, and I don’t plan on giving you one.”