“You’ve got the kind of tits I could play with all night long, dragotsennaya printsessa.”
My head fell back on my neck, chills wracking my body.
His predatory nature—his overwhelming power—would’ve brought me to my knees had I not been strung up by my wrists.
I gasped when his hand closed around my elongated neck, a moan rising from deep within.
His touch, just there, centered me. Calmed me. Titillated me all at once.
His voice soothed, subdued, and excited at the same time.
He moved away again, leaving me with an unobstructed view to the mirror.
My skin glowed. My breasts heaved within their tight confinement. The ropes created a halter wrapped around the large mounds of flesh, slid deep into my cleavage, then circled around my neck.
Besides this shibari construction, the only other thing on my body was the stark white bandages on my thigh. He had full access to my completely naked form. I looked like a sexual creature with my black hair shimmering around me like a curtain, my flesh existing only for this sensual torment.
His sensual torment.
I glanced at Arkady, reveling in the ravenous hunger on his face.
Even bound, I had power over him too.
A dirty smile drew up one corner of his mouth as he inspected me slowly then he was gone from sight again.
He returned moments later, holding two small pincer-like things connected by a shimmering chain, and I swallowed hard.
He opened both pincers made of solid metal.
“Nipple clamps for these amazing tits of yours.” The metal snapped shut, and I tried to do the same with my thighs because I was soaked and already wanted to come.
He draped the cold chain around my neck, and I became mesmerized by the blazing blue depths of his eyes before his head lowered.
He lightly licked one nipple. Then he drew the entire peak into his hot mouth. Sucking with soft pressure, he lapped the budded flesh, one hand squeezing my breasts even more.
“Ohhh.” My neck craned back but I didn’t want to miss seeing everything he did to me.
Arching toward him, I watched as he moved to my other nipple and sucked it between his firm lips too.
“Dio!” Rising up to my tiptoes, I craned to get even closer to his incredibly hot mouth.
When he stepped back, I keened out an unholy noise.
He licked his lips again, and my eyes flew down his astonishing chest to his groin where his cock visibly pulsed inside his pants. Then he simultaneously clamped both my nipples inside the metal brackets.
The sharp sting on my most aroused flesh made me hiss. Wet heat flashed down to my already drenched core.
The chain hung heavily between my breasts and, with a slight yank, Arkady pulled my nipples taut.
“Ahhh!” A burst of sensation exploded throughout me.
“Is that enough pain for you, Lucia?”
I dripped with hedonistic arousal, surrendering to the pain and his penetrative stare that pinned me in place as much as the ropes.
“No,” I gasped out haltingly.
He gave another tug to the chain, and I bowed forward for more.
When he let go, I swung, captive on the rope that held me nearly suspended.
Again, he disappeared but only for a few seconds before he came back on softly padding bare feet.
I was magnetized by the sight of him, following every lion-like move of his well-muscled frame. And I cursed the pants keeping his cock from my view.
“Do you know what this is?” Suddenly, from behind his back, he revealed a leather handled device from which thick suede tassels hung.
He whipped the implement across the air with a whistle of multiple lashes, and a breeze brushed over my heated body.
“What is it, Arkady?” My voice came out sultrily, and his name on my tongue sounded like a caress.
I didn’t know. I didn’t care. I just wanted it. I wanted whatever he came at me with.
I never wanted this feeling to end. This utterly mad helplessness that somehow felt so very right because I knew he’d catch me no matter how far I fell.
His smirk looked downright dangerous when he replied, “It’s a flogger, my Italian beauty.”
He dragged the soft tails along my neck then into my cleavage separated by the black ropes. “And now I am going to whip the hell out of you.”
Crack.
I jolted forward on the tips of my toes when the unexpected blow landed crisply on my ass.
His deep voice dragged across my neck to my ear. “And you are going to come so fucking hard, Lucia.”
“Oh god!”
He moved around me, each whip of the flogger spinning me closer and closer to some kind of insanity. Or maybe it was sanity.
I didn’t know anymore.
It was just all of him baring all of me.
My flesh stung decadently as he drew red lines into my body at varying points, and I watched every moment of this delectable torture in the mirror.
I saw myself crying out.
Saw myself arching for more.
Saw myself fully inside of me.
And I saw Arkady too, at his most deliciously dominant and sexually commanding.
Sweat tracked down the deep grooves of his muscles. His sinews flexed and released with each carefully orchestrated motion. His black hair made his blue eyes seem ever brighter.
His power controlled me.
The desire he’d first awakened last night flashed into bright lusty light.
“Sometimes I will blindfold you so you swim in total sensation.”
Sometimes.
He would do this to me again.
The flogger’s many tails came down on my up-thrust ass, and I moaned, shuddering.
“Next time I might even use shibari on this sexy cunt of yours, make a knot right next to your horny clit.”
In a hoarse voice I screamed even before the suede tassels sailed upward to lash the soaked lips of my slit.
Arkady took a step back, and his chest heaved so sexily I wanted to lick the sweat drizzling down to his cut abs. He curled the whip-ends of the flogger around one mighty wrist, and his expression was the hungriest I’d ever witnessed.
Lust pulsated from him, and his heavy-lidded eyes roamed possessively all over my body as I panted and pressed for more and came so close to pleading.
With a growl, he marched to me.
He flogged my pussy again and again before returning to my hotly burning ass.
Sizzling pressure swelled into an unbearable ball of need.
Fear, anxiety, the deep well of depression collapsed, changing, becoming something new.
I hung on and let go.
I let him!
He took away the desperate need to cut myself and gave me an outlet I never expected, because—against all odds—I could be safe with him.
When my voice broke from screaming so loudly, Arkady stood in front of me again.
He raised his whipping arm once more.
The next stroke landed on my breasts.
I arched even harder, the clamps on my nipples pinging wildly.
The chain chiming delicately.
My fingers curled into my palms and my body swung sensually from the hook.
He dropped the devious device on the floor then barged right up against me.
I was surrounded in all of him, and I wailed through parted lips.
His rough palm slid down my slippery body, over my tummy, and onto my engorged pussy.
Moaning uncontrollably, I was overcome by shivers and shudders, and it felt so glorious, so exciting, so arousing. Unable to move except for my head, I hungered closer. I latched my mouth onto the sweat-slickened cords of his rugged throat, and he grunted loudly.