Page 38 of Under His Command
I want to kiss him, feel him in my mouth. But when I try to turn on my back, I realize I’m stuck. My wrists are crossed and tied together with thick rope above my lower back. That same rope trails down across my breasts, grazing my already hard nipples, then goes down to my waist, securing my ankles to my thighs.
My legs are practically parted to the max, exposing me—all of me—to Rowan, who uses my pussy the way he wants. I’m panting, my body shaking and clit throbbing with need as all the knots rub against my skin.
I move my head to the right as best I can, lifting my eyes to catch Rowan’s raven-colored hair that’s swaying every time he thrusts inside me. I flinch with a soft cry when I feel his thumb pressing into my ass, entering me through there as well.
“Please…” I whimper, ashamed that I’m rocking my hips into his cock at the same time he’s thrusting into me. My hair is pulled back in one rapid stroke and my head lifts off the mattress. I roll my eyes to the back of my skull, catching his gaze boring into mine.
“No need to feel shy now. Not after my tongue was all up in your sweet cunt.”
My pussy clamps down on his hard cock, cheeks burning as his words scurry down my nerve endings, making me whimper and lick my lips. The tight grip he has on my hair makes my scalp hurt, causing fresh tears to swarm at the corners of my eyes. Not from the pain, but from the pleasure coursing through me that’s making me realize new things about my body and my needs.
“Am I hurting you?”
I moan first, then I say, “Yeah.”
“Good. Then maybe you’ll think twice about lying to me next time.”
I want to tell him no just to see what else he’ll do to me. But I don’t get to when he bends down to lick the side of my neck, his tongue darting out slowly, leaving goosebumps in its wake.
“I have no problem blocking out the entire morning to claim every part of your body with my tongue and teeth. It’s up to you.”
“Up to me?” I pant, my voice scattered as I keep being raised up and down while he fucks my pussy from behind. I’m so drenched right now. I’m so close. Everything hurts, and yet I’m so close to coming all over his cock.
“Mm-hmm. I want you to get it into your head that you do not lie to me. That you do not worry about upsetting me with your honesty. You are not allowed. Because if you do…”
His cock throbs inside me, spilling his cum between my walls and filling me up. He wants to see me when he’s claiming me like this. He wants me unable to look anywhere else but into his eyes.
My head falls back on the soft pillow when he lets go, my hair now in my mouth and eyes and sticking to the sides of my face from the light sheen of sweat trickling across my skin. A sharp slap lands on my ass, and Rowan slides two fingers inside my pussy, pushing back the cum that’s now leaking out.
Rowan’s free arm pushes my neck deeper into the pillow, his veins poking through his tanned skin as he wraps his fingers around my throat.
“…then I’ll simply remind you again.” Thrust. “And again.” Thrust. “And again. In ways I don’t think you’ll be eager to find out.”
“If I want to lie,” I breathe out, feeling my orgasm creeping up on me. “I’ll lie.” I smirk, my lips stretching against the sheets.
“That so?” he says, followed by a dark chuckle so low it rumbles through my body, making my insides tremble with need. “Then let’s fix that fucking attitude of yours right now. Because you should know better, Dove… you should know so much better than to provoke me like this.”
Another thrust is all it takes until I clamp down on his fingers, riding my release. My legs twitch and jolt uncontrollably as if an earthquake shakes the entire universe with me in it. My walls throb around his fingers, desperate to trap him inside. The cum he pushed inside me mixes with mine, and it’s all a sloppy mess inside my drenched pussy while he continues to finger-fuck me through it like he doesn’t give a damn I just came with everything I had.
“Oh my God,” I cry out, my pussy going completely numb.
I yelp when he turns me on my back, my hands and thighs supporting my weight beneath me as I’m spread out like a starfish for him. He moves to untie one of the knots above my stomach so I get the impression this is over for now. But the subtle lift of the corner of his mouth gives it away—he’s nowhere near done.
Rowan pulls the rope down between my legs, tying another knot to secure it between my pussy lips and ass cheeks. I call out his name as it’s now grazing against my most sensitive spot, drawing painful tendrils of pleasure out of it. My toes curl at the new sensation, and I start grinding my pussy on the tight rope.
My lips part with a moan, and Rowan’s fingers surprise me when they push inside my mouth, all the way to the back. I gag on them, but he keeps them there, unmoving, while I try to calm down.
“Breathe through your nose. Relax your jaw.”
I follow his eyes with mine, chest rising and lowering as I try my best to follow the instructions. Just like never having my ass fucked before, I’ve never given someone a blowjob. I worry I won’t be able to take him, knowing how big he is. But he continues to prove me wrong every time. If it doesn’t fit, he’ll make it fit.
Something sweet and salty spreads out on my tongue when I finally relax, and I realize it’s our cum from when his fingers were in my pussy. Involuntarily, I close my lips around his fingers and suck, my lips soft against the rough intrusion.
“Fucking hell,” Rowan curses as he starts fucking my mouth. “You like having your mouth fucked, angel? Is this making you wet?”
I wouldn’t know what to answer him even if I could. I am enjoying it, aren’t it? I love being filled by him, and I don’t care which hole he chooses. Everywhere he touches, bites, or smacks, I am becoming obsessed with it.
I’m spun around and my head hangs off the edge of the bed, Rowan’s hard cock inching closer to my mouth. “Then open wide. I’m going to give you a chance to earn your forgiveness.”
