His Prize (The Cleaners Book 1) (5 page)

He ran the tip of the crop lower, over the quivering flesh of her rounded belly, until he hit the juncture of her thighs. A groan escaped his girl when he teased the crop up and down either side of her slit, and her puffy lips swelled further as more blood rushed to the area. Her clit stood even more erect, and Suzie’s whole body stiffened when he ran lazy circles around that bundle of nerves. The chains clanked, her toes curled under, and her breaths came in short, staccato bursts. More of her sweet musk escaped her clenching hole and dribbled down into the cleft of her ass, as her body climbed toward release.

“I haven’t given you permission to come, pumpkin, remember that.”

Another one of those cock hardening groans was her response, and chuckling, Ren increased the pressure he used, while Suzie bit her lips so hard she drew blood in her seeming effort to control her body. The fact that she did wasn’t lost on him. The girl’s submissive streak ran deep, and she had been well trained indeed to respond to his command so instinctively.

“Good girl, how close are you right now?”

Ren withdrew the crop after one long last swipe through her sodden slit, which left the leather soaked in her juices.
Such a fucking turn-on.

When she didn’t answer him, he brought the crop down hard on her quivering clit.

Susie screamed and bucked against her restraints, and the fire in her passion glazed eyes when she glared at him made his balls ache anew. There she was, his little hell cat.

“I asked you a question, and I expect an answer, girl, otherwise, I shall leave you strapped up liked this all night, and in a chastity belt to boot, with both your holes plugged and no chance of any relief soon.”

Ren smirked at the way she frantically shook her head.

“Sir, please. I … don’t I get a safeword?”

Tears streamed down Susie’s face, and Ren shook his head in wry amusement.

“How cute that you think this is an option here. Let’s get one thing straight, girl. You’re mine, and I’m going to do to you what I damn well please, and there isn’t a thing you can do to stop me.”

Susie sniffed and gave a reluctant nod.

“Fine, but I hate you.”

The words were brave, but there was no conviction behind them, and when Ren resumed the slow torture of her clit with the end of the crop, Suzie’s feminine mewls of need told him an entirely different story.

“So you say, but your body wants me anyway. Here, taste how wet you are for the man you profess to hate.”

Ren slowly brought the crop up her curves, leaving a wet trail of her arousal behind on her flawless skin, and it was a matter of moments to shove the crop past her lips.

A gasp was his reward, and Ren smiled.

“Lick it clean, and then tell me again how much you hate what I’m doing to you.”

Chapter Five

Oh, the man was infuriating and relentless, as he gave her no choice but to follow his demands. His voice alone, that deep, gravelly drawl ensured her submission. Susie wanted to rally and scream, but there was no denying that he played her body like a fine instrument. Tasting her own musk on her tongue simply confirmed he was right, and then there was the burning need building between her thighs.

Never in all of her life had Susie been this turned on, so desperate for release that she would do anything, and yet utterly unable to let go and tumble into the sweet abyss that hovered just outside her reach. Damn the man for tapping so effortlessly into her psyche that she only wanted to please him. This shouldn’t be happening, not now, not here, not with him, yet Susie was unable to stop her response. Ren demanded her complete surrender, and unlike before, where she’d known there was an out, where submission had come on her terms, with him, she couldn’t hold onto that tiny portion of herself.  As mini contractions rocked her body, a prelude to what was to come, if only he’d give her permission to truly fly, she couldn’t recall why holding onto that part of herself had always seemed so important.

“I don’t … I can’t … oh fuck.”

Ren’s laughter pitched her deeper into that chasm, and she screwed her eyes shut when he took the crop away. The bed dipped and then his mouth was on hers, devouring her with a heat and intensity that left no room for doubt. He grunted into the kiss, when she kissed him back, and Susie lifted her head to prolong the contact when he withdrew.

His amber eyes held her spellbound with their heated lust.

“Give me what I want, baby, and I’ll make this so damn good for you.”

Not trusting her voice to work, Susie shook her head, and her insides twisted in fevered anticipation, as Ren’s jaw clenched.

“Wrong answer, pumpkin.” Ren dipped his head, and delivering tiny bites of pain along her neck, he worked his way south with exquisite slowness that made her want to scream, beg, do whatever he wanted of her, and still she clung on to her refusal.

Every graze of his teeth, soothed by the lap of his tongue, every sharp bite, followed by the scrape of his stubble across her overheated flesh, marked her further as his, whether she wanted to admit it or not.  Susie arched her spine when he closed his lips round one of her nipples while he pinched the other between his fingers and pulled hard, while biting down on the one in his mouth. Suzie screamed, not in pain, but pure need, as the burn between her legs reached unbearable levels.

“Please, Sir, I can’t…”

Ren’s dark gaze pulled her into him, as he raised his head, both his hands now busy keeping up the sweet torture to her nipples.

“You beg so nicely, my sweet. What is it you need? You only have to ask me for it.”

Susie slammed her mouth shut and shook her head, and his grin turned sinful.

“I was hoping you’d resist. It gives me a chance to use these.”

He released her breasts, and Suzie whimpered as the blood rushed back into her abused flesh. She didn’t want to know what he was getting, but she couldn’t
not
look either, and when he turned back round with a set of nipple clamps in his hands, she let out a shaky breath.

Much to her surprise he kissed her again, leaving her a panting, needy mess, before the intense pain flooding her system made her scream. It spiraled out from her nipples, when he attached both clamps at the same time and cruelly tightened them.

“Shush, girl, take this for me. Breathe through the pain. Let it all go and see what happens. That’s my girl … beautiful. That’s it.”

Listening to the deep, gravelly cadence of his smoky voice did indeed ground her, and the pain slowed to a dull ebb. Then to a pleasant reminder of being his, as he continued to bite a path of pleasuring pain down toward her mound. By the time he reached her pussy and blew a stream of hot air across her slit, Susie was floating in that marvelous space she’d only experienced a few times before. Where nothing mattered but Sir’s voice praising her, the knowledge that she was his to do with as he pleased. Freedom, and peace, at last.

Two fingers slid into her tight channel, while hot wet heat engulfed her clit, and her hips bucked off the bed as pleasure so intense she saw stars threatened to consume her. Susie didn’t know what she was saying as Ren’s oh so talented fingers and tongue took her right up to the crest of an orgasm so intense, she wasn’t sure if she was to survive it. Whatever she had been mumbling must have been what he had been waiting for, because he finally said those magic words.

“Good girl. Let go and come for me now. I want to hear you scream, when you do.”

Susie had no problems whatsoever to follow that command. She screamed until her voice was hoarse, right through the seemingly never ending set of multiple orgasms he wrung out of her with breathtaking determination. It left Susie a crying, spent mass of over sensitized nerve endings, and when he finally stopped and released the nipple clamps, even that shock registered simply as exquisite agony which had her miraculously hovering on the edge of another orgasm.

Pain, pleasure, she couldn’t distinguish between them anymore, every cell in her body only existing to bend to his will. When something cold touched her lips, she obediently followed his growled demand to drink. The cool water slid down her throat and lubricated her vocal cords enough for her to croak a reply.

“Thank you, Sir.”

Another kiss was her seeming reward. This one was warm and tender, yet no less possessive than his previous ones. She sighed when he withdrew, and his low laughter skittered over the sensitive skin under her ear, as he nuzzled into her neck.

“Look at me, pumpkin.”

From somewhere she found the strength to pry open her heavy eyelids, and the heated intensity in his dark gaze pinned her in place.

“You’re welcome, sweetheart, but I’m still waiting.”

The unexpected endearment made her blink, and she didn’t even question what he meant. Not when she could feel his cock dig into her thigh as he settled himself between her splayed legs. With his hands flat on the mattress either side of her face, his biceps bunched with the effort required to keep his weight off of her. Beads of perspiration marred his harsh features, and with his hair falling between them it created an illusion of intimacy, as though they were the only two people in the entire universe. Susie couldn’t have looked away if her life had depended on it. Almost without conscious effort on her part, the words spilled from her mouth.

“Please, Sir, I want you to fuck me.”

A brilliant smile lit up Ren’s features, and with a wink and a flick of his hips, he slid home.

“Your wish is my command, pumpkin. See, I told you, we’d get along just fine.”

Susie gasped at his entry. As aroused as she was her tissues struggled to accept him, as he slowly and inexorably pushed into her tight channel, until he at long last bottomed out. Ren caught her whimper of distress in his mouth. He nibbled and licked along the seam of her lips, flicking his tongue against hers, in a bold imitation of what she wanted, needed him to do between her legs. The initial burn gave way to pleasure as he slowly pulled out and rocked back into her body, grinding against her clit as he did so.

When she moaned, he did it again with a wicked smirk that made her heart miss a beat.

“You feel so damn good, and tight, pumpkin. I’m going to fuck that sweet pussy now, until you scream for me again.”

True to his word, Ren increased both the force and speed of his possession of her. The bed rocked, and Susie found herself lifting into every one of his possessive strokes into her. Her internal muscles gripped tight around his shaft, making him grunt in pleasure. Ren got to his knees, and grasping her ass cheeks slammed into her in increasingly uncoordinated moves. Susie’s eyes drifted shut again as the pressure built in tightening circles. She yanked on her restraints, desperate to touch him, to explore the sweat slicked planes of his torso, but it was useless. Pinned by him and the cuffs keeping her open to him, she could only throw her head back, as the contractions gripped her again. Susie knew she was saying something, pleading with him no doubt, but she couldn’t hear the words over the rushing in her ears, as she was sucked into the maelstrom of sensations, and took Ren right with her. The air whooshed out of her lungs, as he collapsed on top of her, his harsh breathing in her neck, confirming his own release, as his cock pulsed inside her, triggering another, smaller set of mini orgasms which made him groan.

“Fuck, that was intense. And your greedy little cunt is still rippling along my dick.”

Something indecipherable in the tone of his voice made warmth spread through her veins. It was almost as though he cared, as though this had been as mind blowing for him as it had been for her. Not that Susie had a lot of men to compare him with. Teenage fumbles notwithstanding, Brian had been her first, and the few Doms she had been with at Brian’s insistence had not touched her in a sexual way. Maybe that was the hold this man had over her.

Great sex was addictive, is that not what they said? Yes, that had to be it, because the alternative, the fact that she might actually be developing feelings for this man, this killer, was too horrific to contemplate.

She felt his lips curl up into a smile against her neck, and another shiver of pure need raced through her when he nibbled her earlobe, and shifting slightly buried his hands in her hair, and gave a sharp tug.

“Talk to me, pumpkin. Or have I worn you out?”

He laughed when she moaned and reluctantly opened her eyes again to find him studying her.

“Hello there, sweetheart.”

Oh, the way he rolled that simple endearment around his tongue, it did something to her, and against her better judgment she smiled at him.

“Hi.” She wriggled, and taking the hint at last Ren reached between them and slowly withdrew. Her internal muscles protested the move, and Susie winced at the soreness left behind. Much to her surprise, Ren reached up and released her wrists from the cuffs. Not that she could bring her arms down, and seemingly realizing her predicament, Ren swore softly under his breath.

“Stay right there. I’ll take care of you. Let me just get rid of this thing.”

Belatedly she realized he was wearing a condom, and she breathed a sigh of relief at his foresight. She had been in no position to demand he did so, that’s if she’d even remembered to make sure he protected her, which she hadn’t of course.

Susie winced as she tried to shift her arms and couldn’t. They didn’t seem to belong to her anymore, and she grunted her frustration when she could manage the barest twitch of her fingers. Her legs, at least fared better, as she managed to turn her ankles.

“That’s it, keep wriggling those pinkies for me. Get that circulation going again. I’m sorry, pumpkin, but this will hurt.”

The concern in Ren’s deep drawl meant her heart gave several more suspicious bumps against her chest bone, before she cried out in pain, when he brought first one and then the other arm down. She couldn’t see his expression, hidden as it was by his hair, as he concentrated on the task of massaging each one of her limbs until the feeling returned to them, but he kept up a soothing monologue of praise, which meant she would have taken anything for him right now.

When he at long last seemed satisfied that she was back to normal, and having freed her out of all restraints, he surprised her again, by fetching a warm wash cloth from the bathroom. By the time he’d tenderly washed her down, Susie could barely keep her eyes open.

Ren laughed when she yawned out loud, and climbing back into bed with her, spooned his big body around her in a lover’s embrace that seemed utterly out of sorts to the odd relationship they seemed to be having. Could you call this a relationship at all?

“Stop overthinking things, and go to sleep, pumpkin.” Ren’s gentle admonishment freed her of the thoughts swirling in her brain, and sighing she relaxed into the cuddle he offered. “That’s my girl. We’ll talk in the morning. It’s been one hell of a day, and I need my sleep.”

His even breathing told her that he must have fallen asleep almost immediately, and soothed by his presence Susie, too, eventually drifted back off again. Nightmares plagued her sleep however. Cruel, twisted images of Ren covered in blood, and doing unspeakable acts to God only knew who. Brian’s sneering face also loomed large. In her dreams he had come for her, and Ren handed her over to him with a smirk. Gasping for breath she woke up, only to find Ren awake and watching her.

“Let it go, pumpkin. I told you I took care of your problems, didn’t I?” His firm lips kicked up into a grim smile, when she whispered Brian’s name.

“Yeah, he’s fish food, baby, as are most of his goons. It was rather satisfying to clean house, and I’ll have to thank that judge for putting him out on bail. Made getting to the fucker that much easier, especially as I prefer to work with my hands. He squealed like a fucking girl in the end. I should have filmed it to show you really.”

Susie shook her head and swallowed convulsively to stop herself from being sick, especially as there was no mistaking the hard rod prodding against her thigh. Violence seemed to turn Ren on, and that should terrify her. However her mind might scream at the wrongness of it all, her body wasn’t listening. Not when Ren looked at her with that hooded, lustful expression, and rubbed his thumb over her rapidly hardening nipples. Still sore from his earlier attention to them, the slight abrasion of his calloused pad sent shivers of need across her body, and her breathing sped up. Ren pushed one of his thighs between hers, and everything inside of her tensed, when the action meant the thick head of his cock slid through her pussy lips.