Chapter 212: your pleasure is mine

His tongue licked up my chest and across my nipple as he tortured my clit. Before I knew it I was climaxing again.

"Elena, oh my goodness," I screamed out loudly as I fought against my cuffs on my wrists but got nowhere.

"You know baby, I really can't get over seeing you cum. It's amazing really. I don't think I will ever get tired of that sight," True to his devilish promises Volkov made me cum again. Again and again.

Touching my body and kissing me between each one lick. Only seconds to come down from my high of release before he was making me climb that peak all over again. I might have started to hate him a little by the time but I lost count. Even then, he didn't stop.

"Please stop it feels too much.... too much....", I panted and huffed through my ragged breath. He was overstimulating me and making me feel things I wouldn't have without him. But I didn't want him to stop, not really. I wanted to know more about him.

"Not yet. You not done yet," Volkov ground out through his teeth. There was a strain in his voice, something deeper, almost animalistic, I picked up this time and I tried to focus on that… "Push yourself further, baby. Come on you can give me another," He spoke finger fucking me. And he was right.

"Don't stop," I shouted. "I'm..... I'm gonna come again," My toes curled up and my body nearly lifted off the bed as I screamed and quivered. Finally Volkov turned off the vibrator and my entire body sank against the bed.

"Look at this mess. I love it," Through the fog in my mind, I registered his seductive voice. I didn't realize when he got off the bed but I heard his footsteps stopping by my bound ankles. "What a filthy girl you are, Elena. You can't see this but you have made a mess down here," His firm grip circled one of my ankles and my breath hitched when he lightly traced his thumb over the leather cuff.

"Ah!" I yelped when his hand slapped my pussy. The sound was slick and vulgar and he still groaned. I felt him lean on the bed, resting on his elbows. Right before dipping his tongue into my dripping wet folds. "So wet mmmh," He moaned in the back of his throat as he began licking my sensitive dripping pussy.

His tongue was a relief after the torture of the wand. Soft and gentle compared to one harsh orgasm after another. Volkov mewled as his tongue laved over my swollen throbbing clit. "I bet you starting to hate me now," His chuckle was pure devil, though I noticed a subtle growl in it, like something feral lurking beneath his calm exterior. He finally let go of me and I felt his weight leave the bed once more.

"But I'm going to get at least get one more orgasm out of you tonight. If I'm lucky, I will get two,".

"What?", I blurted out. At the sound of Volkov removing his clothing, I started to wish I wasn't blindfolded. I wanted to glare at him.

"Alright I'm going to go ahead and aim for two more," The confidence in his voice was astounding. But he knew he could do it. The bar lifted up and I squeaked when my knees were shoved up into my chest. I was breathing harder when I heard the metal click over my head. Then Volkov released his hold on the bar but my legs stayed up. The spread bar was locked to the cuffs over my head.

That was the moment I started to panic. After everything he had done to me and all the feelings flooding my body, I was too overwhelmed to think straight. I was too vulnerable, spread open and without my sight, I started to freak out.

"Volkov," My voice wavered and I felt tears prick the corner of my eyes.

"Are you okay baby?" His tone was suddenly soft, but there was an underlying intensity, a low rumble that made my skin prickle as if his wolfish nature was stirring under the surface. I felt his hand on the back of my thigh. That one touch, his warm palm on my heated flesh, was enough to bring air back in my lungs. "Yeah," I affirmed and took a deep breath to steady my racing heart. "Just please...... Just don't stop touching me,"

"I'm right here Elena, I'm not going anywhere," Volkov skimmed both of his hands over my ass and the back of my legs in the air. "I'm going to fuck you, I have been gentle with you as I can but I'm just about at my limit. Watching you cum repeatedly has done something dangerous to me," His voice carried a subtle growl this time, primal and threatening, but I couldn’t see the source of it.

As he spoke, he settled on the bed, it felt like he was on his knees. His hands continued to run up my legs and somehow my exhausted body was trembling again. I swallowed past the lump in my throat and licked my lips, eager for him to follow through and fill me. "This dripping cunt is aching for my cock, isn't it?"

"Yes," I spoke without hesitation.

"Then I'm going to fill it," Then he slammed in me.

"Ahhh....", I was screaming from the intensity of feeling his impressive length stretching me. His cock hit me so deep with my legs up and spread out. It was like Volkov was reaching deep inside of me with his cock and he was on the verge of breaking me in half.

"Goddamn, I knew you were dripping mess but holy shit. You so fucking tight and wet," He held my hips and began to pull back, only to pound in me again. "You feel so good gripping my cock, baby,"

"Yes.... Ahn......ohhh yes......", It amazed me that even after what he put me through, I could still burn with the desire in my core for him. That I could still revel in the passion of our bodies joining together as Volkov drilled into me relentlessly. "I want you to come from my cock now Elena," He demanded.

"Give it all to me. All your pleasure is mine. You mine!"