Page 157 of His Ruin
He hums, tilting his head. “So is leaving your husband handcuffed to a bed. Don’t worry. It’s on the lowest setting.”
I breathe deeply, anger souring my face. “So, what are you going to make me do?”
He levels our noses, malicious intent swirling in his irises. “Get on your knees for your husband.”
I don’t want to let him win. Not when it’s my pride at stake. But as he shakes the remote in warning, I relent in dejection as I sink to my knees. The floor bites into my flesh as I peer up at him through my lashes.
Kaden uses a hand to brush my hair aside. “Take me out.”
My fingers shake as I unbutton his jeans. Heat is already spreading in my belly, making my thighs shift as I become soaked. This is so fucked up, but I love it. The control he wields is potent and addictive.
His cock springs free, already hard and pulsing thickly as I wrap my fingers around the base of him. My mouth is salivating as the bulbous head brushes my lips.
Kaden snatches my hair tightly, baring his teeth. “I’m going to face fuck you, pretty girl. There is no mercy after your little stunt.”
My lips part around him, but I don’t get the chance to savor a single second as he rocks his hips forward and hits the back of my throat. I gag, tears already gathering in the corners of my eyes as my airway is restricted. My thighs slick together as he forces me to take as much as I can before he yanks my head back, popping me free of him.
I suck in, but it’s short-lived as he drags me forward again, overwhelming me until I sputter around his length and my tears track down my face. He uses a thumb to smear the wetness across my cheeks as he growls deep in his throat and sets a brutal pace. He places both hands on my cheeks, shunting forward wildly as I try to breathe any chance I get.
My lungs are beginning to burn, and my jaw hurts, but I’m so turned on and hot that I don’t even care. He’s using me as his own personal fuck toy, and I love it. Maybe I am sick. Because I want this more than anything.
My hands lift to his thighs on impulse, the cuffs dangling as I try to draw back, but he doesn’t relent. He keeps me in place as he takes his pleasure like an animal. His harsh grunts only fuel my own arousal as I go pliant and release my control.
“That’s right,” he snarls in praise. “You look so pretty choking on me with my fucking collar around your throat.”
I shift my hand to his balls, massaging them as my eyes flutter at the heady taste of him. There’s a fog moving across my brain, settling into my consciousness as I take everything he gives me without complaint.
“Fuck!” Kaden shouts, popping me free of him before he snatches my hand and crouches down. He grabs my cheeks roughly, puffing up my swollen and bruised lips. “I’m not coming in your mouth.”
I suck in deeply, my voice muffled as I speak. “Will you fill me? I want it inside of me, big brother.”
His lips pull over his teeth. “I love it when you talk to me like that. Stand up.”
He helps me up before his hands grab at my dress. He yanks it over my head, causing my breasts to bounce in place as he strips me quickly. My panties are next, and he isn’t gentle as he practically tears them from my body. When I’m standing naked before him, he pushes my hands behind my back before cuffing my other wrist.
He backs towards the bed, using the collar to drag me after him as he lies back. I straddle his lap, panting as his cock nestles between my slick folds.
“Up on your fucking toes,” he instructs roughly, grabbing my hips to help me as I rise off him. “You’re going to bounce on my cock.”
He notches himself at my entrance as my legs spread wide, exposing everything to him. My pussy glistens with my juices as I moan at the first inch. Kaden’s hands are bruising the flesh of my hips as his lips part, and he slowly sinks me further on him. The stretch is always brutal, taking my breath and muddying my brain. I fill my lungs with air as I finally settle into his lap.
Kaden slides a hand over my lower stomach, pressing down and making me gasp at the intensity. My core flutters as he creates pressure, making my head roll back.
“Focus, little sister,” he commands with a tap to my cheek, making my eyes snap to him. “Ride my fucking cock like the slut you are for your big brother.”
I whimper as I rise, every delicious inch of him sliding out of me until he snaps and drags me back down. He hits deep inside of me, making a garbled scream leave me as he establishes a rhythm that’s entirely too fast for anything I’m capable of on my own. He lifts me and slams me back down on him effortlessly, making fractals explode across my vision with every hard slap of my ass on his lap.
I’m beginning to see stars when he pats the outside of my thigh and rises to meet me halfway. “Turn around.”
He pulls out, helping me shift until I’m facing away from him. I think of how impossible this position is with my hands cuffed behind my back as he slides back into me.
Until he pulls me back, pressing my bound arms into his chest as his hands hook the back of my knees, and he folds me until my legs almost touch my temples.
My eyes widen at the new position. I didn’t even know I was this flexible…
“Now you look like my little fuck toy,” Kaden growls in my ear. His hips move off the bed as he buries himself so deeply I can’t breathe. I’m bound so tightly to him that all I can do is shake as he forces me to take it all.
The blood rushes past my ears as broken, croaked sounds leave me. He’s fucking me with abandon now, the bed creaking beneath us with his heavy movements. The posters are shaking, making a sound that’s akin to firewood crackling as he ruins me. My nails are biting into his abdomen as they beg for purchase, and my vision goes white.
