Chapter 11

Saraphina POV 

How was that even possible? How could I control such a natural thing? If Xavier pleasured me to the point that I'd reach climax, then there was just no possible way I could hold it back. But I knew Xavier was serious; this wasn't even a request, it was a command, and something told me I wouldn't want to find out what would happen next if I disobeyed. 

I yelped and thrashed as Xavier slapped my vulva, harder than he did the first time. Then he pushed two fingers into my virgina and brought out my juices. I didn't even know I had gotten that wet. I gasped as he brought his fingers to his face, sniffed, and licked them. Was he even supposed to do that? 

My body started to vibrate, both from the cold that slipped into my pores and from the anticipation of what would happen next. Why was my body even betraying me? Why was I liking any of this? 

Again, Xavier slapped my vulva and I winced in pain. He continued to do so until it started to hurt too much, and tears gathered in my eyes, and sweat formed on my body. I wanted to plead for him to stop, wondering if it was some sort of punishment, but I couldn't. My mouth was sealed. Tears rolled down my eyes as I continued to slap me there. I was sure it had gotten red. The whole time, my eyes were closed. 

Then he stopped. Before I could open my eyes in relief, I felt something cold in my area, causing me to gasp, and my eyes grew wide open. I looked down and to my shock, saw Xavier buried between my thighs. He was licking and sucking that area?

I buckled my hips, grinding against his mouth as I tried to follow his rhythm. Heavens above, what was this feeling? His tongue on my virgina eased away the burning sensation, replacing it with a foreign kind of pleasure. And just when I was enjoying it a little too much, Xavier stopped then slapped my Vulva again. 

This time, it didn't hurt. It drove a pleasurable type of sensation up my spine and goosebumps gathered across my skin. He continued to slap me there, enhancing the pleasure that felt wrecking and sinfully wrong. 

“Look at me.” He commanded, his voice raspy. I did look at him. His expression was unreadable, but I didn't miss the hint of darkness dancing around his orbs. 

Again, he went down between my legs and licked all of my juices. Caught up in the moment, I closed my eyes and that earned me a bite from him. I jerked my eyes open, the pain unbearable yet pleasurable. 

I knew it was a warning so I didn't dare close my eyes again. I watched him as he licked me down there, like he was hungry for it, sucking, nibbling, just ravishing me. 

Fuck. It was getting close. My body started to jerk more, as I was getting close to orgasm. “Don't you dare,” Xavier warned, his voice ticklish against my vulva, and that only made it worse. 

I tried. I really tried to hold it together, my eyes watery with tears as it felt like I was punishing my own body. But Xavier wasn't even helping; he increased his pace, using his fingers to pump inside me, and in the end, I exploded. 

Maybe I imagined things, but I thought I noticed a smirk on Xavier's face. He sucked everything out of me, then rose like a Phoenix. 

“You failed.” He muttered. 

Of course I did. How was it possible for me not to reach orgasm when he was doing all that? 

My body was still shuddering from what had just happened, heart pumping really fast I feared it would explode. If my mouth hadn't been sealed, I would have begged for mercy, because I definitely didn't want to get punished by him. 

“Now that you've failed, do you want to know what your punishment is for disobeying me?” He asked, tone devilishly teasing. 

Of course, I didn't want to. But I was curious too. 

He leaned in, and my heart started to pump faster—if that was even possible. I didn't know if he would try to bite me again, hence my heart racing in fear. 

He removed the duct tape. 

“I-I…”

I yelped when he slapped my vulva. “No words remember?” He warned. 

Then why the hell did he remove the tape?

“Your punishment for today is me.” He uttered finally, after a moment of burning silence. Tonight, you don't get to feel pleasure, all you do is pleasure me until I'm satisfied. He leaned in again. “And princess, I'm almost never satisfied.”

My face paled. His punishment was worse than what I had imagined—even though I had imagined being flogged, you know…those BDSM things. I never expected him to be so calculated in the punishment. 

How was I supposed to pleasure him to satisfaction when I had no experience? What was I going to do that would satisfy him? A man like Xavier? My body wasn't even all that hot or sexy like the girls he'd probably been with. What in the heavens was I supposed to do? 

And just when I thought I had heard it all, Xavier added. “And if you fail to make me cum at least twice in the next four hours, you're going to sleep outside…naked.” 

My jaw dropped, my eyes widening like saucers. He didn't mean that right?

Fuck, of course he did. I was just a mere breeder. A silly possession to him, he could make me do whatever he wanted. I closed my eyes, taking in a deep shaky breath. Maybe this was a dream. One of those wet dreams I was having, but a little twisted. 

But I knew it wasn't. My body knew the difference. 

Xavier unchained me, freeing me from the bed. “What are you waiting for? Have at it.” He commanded as he slowly began to take off his clothes. 

Damn. What should I do first?