22. Tell me to stop, bunny. 🌶️

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**Kieran**

Ocean has been cold to me from day one. Sure, that may be my fault, but there's one thing she can't hide- the desire for me. I love to hear and feel her heart pounding against her chest. The sharp breaths she keeps taking in are another proof of how much my touch is affecting her. 

In the mirror room, I tasted her lips and could think of nothing but the kiss. Entering the arena with the sole thought of her watching me was the only reason I went along with the plan. If she refused to watch me, I'd take her instead of the vampiress without hesitation. Even now, I want nothing more than to drag her there and tell her to run. I'd even go so far as to give her a five-minute head start to make the game more fun. But now, that I have her tied to the chair and entirely under my control, decisions and actions, I am enjoying what little I have.

"Bunny," I tug at the word as if it hurts me. "Come on, don't be shy and join in. Who knows, you might enjoy the consequences. Maybe we will find out if there's anything I'd call punishment, and you'd be up for another round. Perhaps some spanking would excite you? You can't imagine how fine line is between pleasure and pain, bunny." I run my tongue down her neck and grin as a gasp escapes her lips. I don't plan on feeding on her, not now; it's too soon. Besides, I had breakfast before I came home to get the weapons.

There's no point repeating the same thing because Ocean doesn't give up as easily as I thought. She really is something else, as stubborn as ever. I place my hands on her shoulders and slowly run my palms down her arms. The thin straps of her nightgown follow my palms, and within seconds they fall to her elbows. Another gasp leaves her lips as Ocean realises she's sitting there half-naked. Did she know I would come and went to bed without wearing undergarments, or was she doing this for Octavius? The thought of her waiting for my brother to climb into her bed pisses me off. I run my hands down to her breasts and capture her nipples between my fingers. I gently turn them and hover over her. "Tell me to stop, bunny," I urge her. Part of me hopes she does- then, I could get rid of the anger I feel towards my thoughts. The other part wants her to be quiet, so I can let my hands explore her body a little longer. I'm not sure what's more important right now: the greed to take her in or my pride. Her breathing becomes shallow, but Ocean only shakes her head. What a shame; I'd love to bend her over my knee and leave some marks to admire when I get home. Another time, I guess.

I slide my hands under the nightgown she's wearing and guide them down to her hips. A slight smirk spreads across my lips; she's completely naked beneath the thin layer of fabric. I should thank her for putting so much thought into this and making my day easier. "Don't tell me you were expecting me. Naughty bunny," I chuckle. Meanwhile, I say ridiculous things just to get a reaction from her.

Since the only response I get out of her is a few breaths, I change tactics. I step aside and walk around the chair to stand in front of her. Her cheeks turn bright red; I'm sure she's uncomfortable. If I hadn't tied her to the chair, I'm sure she'd try to cover herself. Not this time. Now it's my turn to admire the mortal body, as Octavius probably did in my absence.

For a human, Ocean has an undeniably inviting body. My eyes follow the curves of her body, from her round breasts and pink nipples to her collarbones. I stare at her wide hips, imagining how much I'd like to grip them as I pound inside her. Even as she sits, my thoughts travel to her ass- I couldn't stop staring as she turned and left. I don't tolerate such disrespect, but I love it when she walks away from me. I love it when women have some meat on their bones; I'm not into skinny women. It's a matter of taste, and it's different from my brother's. 

She shifts in her seat, and the barely noticeable heaving of her breasts is quite excruciating. Scenarios keep running through my head of what I could do right now. She could sit on me right now, not in the chair. I could bury my face between her breasts while she jumps on my cock and proves to me that she can be a good girl when she wants to be. I let out a groan of anger. My mind is my greatest enemy; I didn't come here to fuck her. But since we have come this far, I might as well get a taste of her.

I take a step closer and smile at the way her body tenses. Maybe I like that reaction- I've always loved seeing fear in my woman's eyes. They must fear me, especially when we are in the arena. That's why I said Ocean is perfect the way she is- she's perfect for me, not my brother. She's not skinny, and her resistance excites me. Ocean is everything Octavius can't stand, and yet he acts like a lovesick dog. I don't understand how he can fall for someone so far from his type. Maybe this is his way of paying me back for his last whore who managed to fall in love with me. No, I need to stop thinking about that tool and focus on the gift of God before me. My hands reach for her thighs, but I hold back and place my palms on her knees. I could swear a shiver ran down her spine as soon as I touched her. "Tell me, bunny, is there anything you want me to do for you right now? Is there anything I could try to make you feel better?" Deep down, I know she wants to tell me how much she needs me to let her go and leave her bedroom. Of course, I'd be happy if Ocean begged me to take her right on the spot, but she needs more time to do that. However, no one is stopping me from playing with her. It's only a matter of time before she breaks and says something, then she's all mine. I'm playing a game she can't win. "I bet you'd like to see me kneel before you if only the circumstances were different, wouldn't you?" I chuckle and bring my hands to her thighs.

The corners of my lips lift as she nods her head. There is so much fire in this woman. With each passing minute, her resistance excites me more and more. Even when she tries to keep quiet, she still fights in some way. Oh, I could imagine how much fun we could have in the arena - just her and me. Maybe I should consider getting her away from Octavius. I know the bastard wants to buy his own house and take Ocean with him as soon as he can leave. Technically, I have more of an advantage in the Elite group, and I could do the same before he gets a chance to talk to any of them. But I can't do anything of the sort now. We have unfinished business with the Elite, and unfortunately, it affects Ocean as much as it does us. I shake my head to get rid of the thoughts. I bet she'd laugh at me if she only saw the internal struggle I am having while her half-naked body is on display and so easily accessible.

My fingertips reach the hem of her nightgown, and her sharp intake of breath forces me to focus on nothing but what I'm about to do. I guide my hands between her thighs and push them apart. Ocean tries her best to fight back, but she has no chance of winning. When I set my mind on something, I won't stop until I reach my goal. And right now, my goal is the forbidden fruit between her legs. I stroke her inner thighs and focus on her chest- I love to see how frantic her breathing gets when I get too close. I don't bother fighting the urge and lean to her breasts. My lips attack her skin, but I avoid getting too close to her nipples. We both know how much she loves it when I kiss and suck on them- she doesn't get the prize until I feel like she deserves it.

Finally, a barely audible sound passes her lips, and I know it's the right time to give her the taste of the reward she could get every day if she'd only ask me. "You are such a good girl," I whisper against her skin and capture her nipple with my lips. I ignore the needy whimper that passes her lips and nibble on the tiny bud of muscle as my hand slides up her thigh. I run my fingertips over her folds and quickly position myself between her legs. I'm not going too far, but I am going to enjoy this to the fullest. I release her nipple and trail kisses up to her ear. "If only you'd know how fucking hard I am for you," I groan near her ear and go straight for the attack. My lips capture hers, and though she has no time to think- she returns my kiss without hesitation.

I bite down on her lower lip and hold it between my teeth for a second or two. I am the one who breaks the kiss, and Ocean's needy attitude pleases me more than I'd like to admit. She whimpers at the loss of contact. "If you weren't tied to this chair, I'd love to let you grind against me and get yourself off, but nothing's happening the way we'd like it to, right, bunny?" This one-sided conversation is getting on my nerves. 

"Now, don't think about forcing your thighs back together, okay? Whatever you feel or whatever happens - keep your legs spread as wide as you can." Even with the blindfold on, I can see she has a lot of questions; it's written all over her face. A rather pleasant surprise is her eager agreement- Ocean nods her head and is way too quick to spread her legs without any help. Normally, I'd have to do it for her, but it seems like she's getting more comfortable around me. Good, that's just what I need.

I start with the side of her neck - my lips barely touch her skin, but I know the effect it has on her body. The room reeks of her arousal, and I'm thriving on the scent. It's like a drug I've never taken before, yet I'm addicted. I take the time to shower her breasts with kisses, wrap my tongue around her nipples, and leave my brother a surprise. I suck on the spot on her breast and smile when I notice how red her skin has turned. That's going to be a bruise. Ocean is too engrossed to notice my actions, and it makes everything that much more exciting. I grab her nightgown and rip it apart, tossing the remains aside. I grab her hips and give up teasing- I'm as eager to taste her as she is for my next move. I bury my head between her legs and run my tongue over her clit. I feel her shift in her seat and thrust her pussy out at me.

I let my hands slide from her hips to her breasts and play with her nipples as my tongue glides over her clit. As soon as her breathing becomes shallow, I pick up the pace and slow it down again as I hear another gasp from her lips. Each time she gets a little closer to climax, I stop licking. It's torture for both of us- she keeps reaching the cliff and doesn't have a chance to jump into the explosion of pleasure. On the other hand, I am drowning in her sweet juices and can't get more than a mere taste. Fuck it, as much as I love this, I'd rather bury myself balls deep inside her until she can't take any more of me.

"Shit," she hisses and finally breaks the silence. A wide grin spreads across my lips, and I waste no time capturing her lips with mine. 

Ocean whines into the kiss, and I know she's not happy about my sudden change of heart. I release her nipple and force my hand between her legs. My fingers run over her clit as she makes the most erotic sounds I have ever heard from a woman. Her chest rises and falls at a rapid pace. I break the kiss and lean to her ear. "I had to shut you up somehow; we had an agreement that you would be quiet, bunny. I hope you enjoy the taste of your pussy as much as I do," I add the last part just to tease her. She tries her best to kiss me, but I avoid her lips and yank my hand away from her just seconds before she climaxes. "We will pick up where we left off when I get home. Behave yourself, bunny." I kiss her temple and quickly untie her wrists before leaving the room. Now she'll know how I felt in that damn room. Sure, technically, she's won again- I'm leaving with fucking blue balls again, but that will change when I'm done with the fucking job. Until then, she can fantasise about all the things I will do to her when I get back. And so will I.