Page 150 of Hellbound

“I was tempted…to let you have it. But I want the first time you come to be on my cock.” A tremor racked her body at his words, and he lifted her chin, eyeing his blood on her lips.

“I’m going to kill you.”

“Oh, don’t I know it.” He worked his hand over his cock, pumping it. “Are you ready for me?”

No. She wasn’t ready for this power imbalance. Sweat pricked the back of her neck.

The glint in his eyes said it all: Stop this if you want to.

Unless. Unless. You actually like this.

The skeleton key remained clamped in her fingers.

He pulled her knees up so she was positioned over the head of his cock. Fingers dusting along her spine, he sent a jolt of pleasure to her soaked core, and she shuddered.

“Sensitive…” She didn’t like the way he said that.

Her breath fogged against the mirror as she shifted her hips against his, slotting him against her entrance.

“Fuck.”

She stole the curse from him as she edged her hips lower, sinking herself inch by inch down his cock. Her lashes fluttered, but she kept her eyes open, watching him slowly disappear into her, stretching her.

His fingers dug bruises into her hips, and he leaned up, capturing one of her nipples in his hot mouth. She could feel every vein of his cock as he slid deeper into her, knocking the breath from her lungs.

So punishingly full, and she was only halfway down. Her eyes were glassy as pleasure thrummed through her body, taking his hips as they stroked upward to meet her.

Her teeth on her bottom lip barely stopped her moan as she sank the rest of the way.

A flitting, light touch of his thumb stroked against her clit, and suddenly, she knew she was losing this battle against him.

“Use me.” Bohdan’s words untethered her as she began to slide up and down his cock. Gravity drove her down on him even deeper, making a mess between them.

Her leather collar strained against her neck as her hands flexed furtively against the silver chain, threatening to snap her spine in half.

Ksenia rode him with her hands bound behind her, eyes watering from the sensation of pleasure and pain as she fought to keep herself together. His fingers were relentless on her clit, circles quick and tight in perfect rhythm.

She wouldn’t last much longer, the pleasure winding so tight within her that it became excruciating.

Bohdan timed his thrusts with hers, feeding her more of his cock.

Her mind was splintering, as if he might drag every sinful thought she’d ever have about him into the open.

The danger of being caught by him thrilled her.

“You’re not going to come yet, are you?”

“No—” The lie ripped out of her, her body clenched to the point of breaking. Her fingernails dug welts into her wrists as she chased her high, whether he gave her permission or not.

“Beg me to let you.” Her cunt convulsed around his cock with every word.

If she just held it together a fraction of a second longer, nothing would be able to hold her back.

He shook his head with a soft click of disapproval, his fingers lifting from her clit, and she careened off-course. Her growl was downright primal at the back of her throat as he gave her an unbearably sincere smile.

He ran the tip of his tongue against his teeth. “No shame in giving up. Not everyone can play with me.”

The key was slippery with sweat, death-gripped in her hand, but her jaw clenched.