037. Say The Words

Killian

Five minutes, ten minutes, twenty, thirty, then an hour.

She didn't come back, Raven left me hanging with chains on both wrists and a hard dick. The pressure from an unattended erection hurt like hell.

And I'm fucking hungry. Not for sex but real food.

I have been glaring at the ceiling, imagining it was her head and crushing her with my hands. Goddd….I swear I'll ruin her for this. I'll take away her sanity, I'll fuck her till she passes out, I'll tie her up for months till she remembers nothing but my name. I'll mark her and brand my name on every inch of her skin….I'll….I'll….

Fuck! I hate this.

Me? Killian fucking Markov! Put in chains by a woman.

I arch my back, stretching out my muscles. It's uncomfortable staying in the same position for a long time. I don't know how long I stayed there but finally I heard voices from out the door.

The voices were not audible enough but I heard the crashing of items and then the footsteps retreating. In a few minutes, the door clicks open and Raven enters with a couple of shopping bags in her hands.

There's a frown on my face and the moment she sees me, she smiles widely. “ I'm back! …..did you miss me?”

Does she think this is funny? Leaving me here for hours.

She drops the bags in front of the closet and skips over to me. She places a kiss on my temple and ruffles my hair.“ You must be hungry,ehh?”

I did not respond because the pent-up anger was slowly curling up my veins.“ Raven……We've had enough playtime. Let me go …..I'm not kidding.”

She pouts and I clench my fists around the cuff. If I stay here another second I'll lose my mind “ But…aren't you hungry? You haven't had breakfast.”

I inhale sharply, fighting my angry nerves not to yell at her.“ Uncuff me……you leaving me here for hours is more than enough torture. You've had enough revenge; it's not funny anymore, Raven. I have to be at the hospital by six.”

She glances at the clock and shrugs.“ There's still a few hours.”

I grit my teeth.“ Raven!....." I tug on the chain but she just gets up and walks over to one of the shopping bags.

" You're hungry, I got take out ... .don't panic too much, I'll soon be done with you.”

Done with me?

God….what did I get myself into?

She comes back with a sandwich and places it at one corner of the bed. Then she takes out her phone and starts playing Burning Desire by Lana Del Ray. She sways her hips to the music, touching her body sensually.

She climbs the bed and straddles me.“ Let's feed you, shall we?”

Then she takes off her top, her bra included, till she was bare before me. Slowly, while maintaining eye contact with me, she removed her sweat pants and panties till she was naked.

I gulped.

I didn't expect her to be this bold but it's clear she's doing this from a point of sexual frustration. As for me, I'm a man so off course I got hard again.

I can see her clearly, every inch of her body. My mouth waters when she sits on my thighs, my dick touching her belly. I'm mad….but at the same time lust sips into my soul.

She continues swaying her body, moving to the rhythm of the music. She trails her fingers on her body, my dick dangerously close to her love hole.

I'm tempted to move my hips, but I stay still; I don't want to start what I won't see an end to. She cups her breasts, throwing her head back and biting on her lips.

My dick twitched….I'm fucked.

She rocks her hips slowly, avoiding my dick on purpose then she crawls on her knees to my torso. She sits on my lower abdomen and her wetness smears on my skin.

I smirk inside , she's aroused by her own actions. At least it's not just me suffering from this.

Her breasts pressed up against my chest, and I swear I couldn't take my eyes off them, not for a single moment.“ You want a taste? You hungry, Mr Larson?” She purrs, her voice sending waves through my spine.

I stare at her, and without a second thought, I nod like an animal. She then presses her breast on my face and I pick one of my nipples in my mouth.

ohh God !

I suck, I suck like I'm starved because I am. I've never tasted anything sweeter than her nipples. She grinds herself on my abdomen as I suck and bite on her peak, moans leaving her lips.

I tug on the cuffs, wishing I could grab her ass and squeeze the fuck out of them.

“ If you want to use your hands, Mr Larson. Then say the words.” She whispers in my ears, her voice syncing with the music blaring in the background.

I ignore her, feasting on her breasts to quench my hunger. When she sees I don't reply, she pulls away, and I tug on the chains like a madman.“ Goddd…. Raven!”

" You're being stubborn, Mr Larson ... .Don't make me do this the hard way." She says, shifting downwards to sit on my thighs.“ Beg me !”

I scoff….I'd rather eat grass.

She shrugs when I say nothing. .“ I guess I'll have to force it out of your mouth then.”

My pulse quickened as she lowered herself down.“ God…no…” I breathed, trying to steady my breathing.

She takes me in her mouth, whole, her lips wrapping around my cock. I groan when she sucks hard, bopping her head up and down as she grabs the base of my cock.

I tug on the chains harder, pleasure rocking through my entire body. I moan, my dick twitching and growing in size.

She pulled out the moment I started thrusting into her mouth, and I stared at her in frustration.“Swallow your ego and say the words, Killian.” She says, getting off the bed.

I'm breathing heavily, my balls tight from unfinished cum. I didn't say a word, I'm not saying a word to her.

She grabs the stool near the dressing mirror and places it at the foot of the bed where I can clearly see her. Then she spreads her legs out, exposing her glistening cunt for me to watch.

I suck in a deep breath, suppressing the ache in my cock. I don't like this.....I don't like that she gets to torture me.

She wets her fingers with spit and takes them between her legs. Then she starts circling her clit, touching herself shamelessly in front of me.

I can't look away even if I try so I feed my eyes. My hands are trembling slightly from the pent-up pressure, and my dick is leaking with pre cum..

This whole thing is driving me mad.

She fucks herself, moaning and rocking on the chair while I stare at her and swallow the urge to beg her for a release.

When she cums, she comes back to the bed and sucks me till I start shaking on the bed and just before I get an orgasm, she stops. Then she gets back to the chair and fucks herself again, after which she returns to the bed and gives me a blow job.

She continues going back and forth like this and….and….

I'm going crazy!

I'm not begging her….I'm not

Fuck! Maybe I should.

The third time she came back to the bed, we were both sweating and breathing heavily. I'm already frustrated and restless. I can't take this anymore. If she leaves me hanging one more time, then I'll lose my mind.

I anticipate her mouth around my cock, but it didn't happen; instead, she lowers her hips on my cock and guides me inside her.

“ Aaaahh…..damn”, I gasp, and she lets out a moan.

She starts grinding on my cock, her breasts bouncing up and down. I follow her rhythm as drool slips down my mouth. She rides me hard, both of us moaning and groaning out something unintelligible.

For the first time, I was convinced that she would not pull out, because from the sounds coming out of her lips, she was far gone.

But of course, beware of a scorned woman.

She stops abruptly! I snap my eyes open and we stare at each other. She was fighting whatever restraint she had, it was clearly visible in her eyes.

God….let her not do this to me. Not again.

Slowly she climbs off me, a smirk on her face.“ Say the words, Mr Larson .”

I swallowed hard.

I can't take it anymore, I feel like I'm about to explode. I'm frustrated, so I open my mouth to speak.“Pl… Please ….Raven.”

A triumphant smile spreads across her lips.“ I can't hear you."

I tug on the chain.“ I said Please!” I raised my voice to a considerable tone.

She raised a brow, walking over to the bed." Please what?”

I crease my brows as I stare at her…..this woman is all the words but innocent. “ Please, I beg of you…. You'll kill me if we keep this up. So please, Uncuff me.”

She ruffles my hair.“ The almighty Killain finally meets his downfall." She giggles and takes out the key.

I stay silent as she unlocks the cuffs on my wrist and ankles. I pray God helps me think sanely or I might do something lethal.

She's doomed….I'll have no ounce of mercy on her! No matter how hard she begs.