second finger into her.
Naya’s high-pitched cry filled the woods. Her fingernails bit into her palms, so hard did she clench her fists. Another light brush from his thumb to her straining nub made her repeat the sound.
Elisha’s fingers curled inside her, searching the front of her sleeve as he pressed into her. Naya’s senses galvanized when he found a spot that sent cascading warmth throughout her lower parts. The billowing was back in full force, forcing her to dig her heels into the ground in reaction.
“Right there?” Elisha’s voice was thick with a deep-chested chuckle. He did it again.
Naya’s mouth dropped open and she panted as her insides spasmed. Another flick on her clitoris brought a long wail from her.
Elisha’s fingers moved faster and faster, and the held-off orgasm galloped towards her again. The friction against that bunch of nerves sent it barreling at her, and she opened herself to it, inviting it in, oh yes, oh yes, oh…
Elisha stopped again, pulling free and sitting back to watch her.
She shrieked at the denial. Then she sobbed insults as he simply sat and waited for her to calm once more.
“Sadist!” she blubbered. “Cruel, hateful, tyrant! Why are you so mean?”
Elisha didn’t answer, just watched her with a dreadful patience and gently brushed the frustrated tears that slid from the outer corners of her eyes. All he said was, “Naya,” in a reproachful voice.
The disappointment settled her as anger and yelling wouldn’t have. She’d agreed to this, had given Elisha complete control over her. Now she was trying to insist on having her way rather than giving him the acquiescence he’d asked for. She was not keeping her end of the bargain.
Naya drew a deep, shuddering breath. She made herself ignore the burning ache of her sex. “I’m sorry, Elisha. I surrender myself to you entirely. This body is yours to do as you will.” She whimpered that last bit. She was sure he’d torment her more than ever, if only to assure himself of her obedience.
He smiled at her. “Good girl. There’s hope for you yet, Naya.”
Her face heated at his amusement, but she said nothing. She made herself go soft all over and awaited his pleasure.
Elisha again filled her with his talented, torturing fingers, immediately finding that spot that liked pressure so much. Once more, she was forced to endure the teasing friction of his thumb to her clitoris. And again, just as her body teetered on the edge of culmination, the vampire denied it.
Naya shook all over, her eyes streaming from the refusal. But she said nothing, accepting his dictates without the slightest protest.
Twice more, Elisha drove her to the brink. Twice more, he stopped before she could plunge into bliss. Naya was quaking from need, her whole existence centered on the riot of her sex as it clamored for release. Somehow, she managed to remain silent and open to him, accepting the torture to satisfy his wish for mastery over her.
“Very good, Naya,” he breathed. “Thank you, sweet girl.”
He crawled over her, his livid penis brushing her tender womanhood. A groan emitted from between Naya’s gritted teeth.
“I know. I know,” Elisha soothed, his lips brushing hers. “I’ve been terrible to you. I’m ready to reward you now.”
She whimpered an inarticulate plea, spreading her thighs apart for him as far as they would go. The head of his cock settled over her opening.
“Yes. You’ve waited long enough.”
Elisha pressed into her slowly, enclosing himself in her swollen sleeve. His teasing had left her engorged, and she groaned a little to take his thickness into herself. The swirl of combined pain and pleasure consumed her, leaving her gasping as she fought to accept him.
Deeper and deeper he pressed into her reluctantly yielding flesh. Naya’s breath sobbed in and out, but just as she’d ultimately submitted to his
Naya’s high-pitched cry filled the woods. Her fingernails bit into her palms, so hard did she clench her fists. Another light brush from his thumb to her straining nub made her repeat the sound.
Elisha’s fingers curled inside her, searching the front of her sleeve as he pressed into her. Naya’s senses galvanized when he found a spot that sent cascading warmth throughout her lower parts. The billowing was back in full force, forcing her to dig her heels into the ground in reaction.
“Right there?” Elisha’s voice was thick with a deep-chested chuckle. He did it again.
Naya’s mouth dropped open and she panted as her insides spasmed. Another flick on her clitoris brought a long wail from her.
Elisha’s fingers moved faster and faster, and the held-off orgasm galloped towards her again. The friction against that bunch of nerves sent it barreling at her, and she opened herself to it, inviting it in, oh yes, oh yes, oh…
Elisha stopped again, pulling free and sitting back to watch her.
She shrieked at the denial. Then she sobbed insults as he simply sat and waited for her to calm once more.
“Sadist!” she blubbered. “Cruel, hateful, tyrant! Why are you so mean?”
Elisha didn’t answer, just watched her with a dreadful patience and gently brushed the frustrated tears that slid from the outer corners of her eyes. All he said was, “Naya,” in a reproachful voice.
The disappointment settled her as anger and yelling wouldn’t have. She’d agreed to this, had given Elisha complete control over her. Now she was trying to insist on having her way rather than giving him the acquiescence he’d asked for. She was not keeping her end of the bargain.
Naya drew a deep, shuddering breath. She made herself ignore the burning ache of her sex. “I’m sorry, Elisha. I surrender myself to you entirely. This body is yours to do as you will.” She whimpered that last bit. She was sure he’d torment her more than ever, if only to assure himself of her obedience.
He smiled at her. “Good girl. There’s hope for you yet, Naya.”
Her face heated at his amusement, but she said nothing. She made herself go soft all over and awaited his pleasure.
Elisha again filled her with his talented, torturing fingers, immediately finding that spot that liked pressure so much. Once more, she was forced to endure the teasing friction of his thumb to her clitoris. And again, just as her body teetered on the edge of culmination, the vampire denied it.
Naya shook all over, her eyes streaming from the refusal. But she said nothing, accepting his dictates without the slightest protest.
Twice more, Elisha drove her to the brink. Twice more, he stopped before she could plunge into bliss. Naya was quaking from need, her whole existence centered on the riot of her sex as it clamored for release. Somehow, she managed to remain silent and open to him, accepting the torture to satisfy his wish for mastery over her.
“Very good, Naya,” he breathed. “Thank you, sweet girl.”
He crawled over her, his livid penis brushing her tender womanhood. A groan emitted from between Naya’s gritted teeth.
“I know. I know,” Elisha soothed, his lips brushing hers. “I’ve been terrible to you. I’m ready to reward you now.”
She whimpered an inarticulate plea, spreading her thighs apart for him as far as they would go. The head of his cock settled over her opening.
“Yes. You’ve waited long enough.”
Elisha pressed into her slowly, enclosing himself in her swollen sleeve. His teasing had left her engorged, and she groaned a little to take his thickness into herself. The swirl of combined pain and pleasure consumed her, leaving her gasping as she fought to accept him.
Deeper and deeper he pressed into her reluctantly yielding flesh. Naya’s breath sobbed in and out, but just as she’d ultimately submitted to his
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