บททั้งหมดของ Sin Bound: short story collection: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

[ ELENA'S POV ]I was still inside her when the second round started.Elena’s cunt was a hot, messy claim around my cock, slick with her earlier orgasms and the thick load I’d already pumped into her. Every slow roll of my hips pushed more of that cum deeper, forcing it past the soft resistance of her cervix until she made a broken little sound against my neck. The sheets under us were already ruined. The air in the master bedroom smelled like sex and old cologne and the faint metallic tang of the blood she’d drawn from my back.I didn’t pull out. I just kept moving, shallow at first, then deeper, watching her face in the low light from the hallway. Her green eyes were half-lidded, lips parted, the mark I’d bitten into her shoulder already darkening. She looked owned. She looked dangerous.“You’re still hard,” she whispered, voice rough. “Even after filling me like that.”“You keep clenching.” I thrust harder to prove the point. The wet sound was filthy. “Every time I move you squeez

[ ELENA'S POV ]Dawn had broken clean and cold by the time we finally left the bed.Elena slept for almost three hours with my cum still leaking slowly out of her and my arm locked around her waist like I expected someone to try to take her. I didn’t sleep. I watched the light change across the ceiling and listened to the house. Every creak of settling timber, every distant drip of residual rain from the gutters felt like a footstep. Viktor’s taillights were gone, but the knowledge that he was somewhere in the city examining those drives sat in my chest like a second heartbeat.When she woke she turned in my arms without speaking, slid down my body, and took my cock into her mouth while her eyes stayed closed. She sucked me slow and deep, the kind of morning blowjob that felt less like sex and more like a claim being renewed. I came across her tongue with my fingers tangled in her hair and the taste of last night still in both our mouths. She swallowed, climbed back up, and kissed me

The message from Anya sat on the phone like a live wire.Elena and I stared at it in the half-dark of the hotel suite while rain continued to needle the windows. My cock was still wet from her, softening only slightly against her thigh. The air smelled of sex and the cheap hotel soap we hadn’t bothered with. Outside, Prague’s old streets glistened under the black rain. Somewhere in the same city Viktor was moving, and now we knew he was close enough to know about Kraus.Elena sat up first. She swung her legs over the side of the bed, naked, cum still slowly tracking down the inside of one thigh. She didn’t wipe it away. She picked up the phone again and typed a single reply.*Where.*The answer came in under a minute.*Vinohrady. Corner of Korunní and Slezská. Third floor, green door. Come alone or don’t come. One hour.*I read it over her shoulder. “She’s setting terms.”“She’s surviving,” Elena said. “Same as us.” She stood, walked to the bathroom, and turned on the shower. I follow

The sky over Prague was still black when we left the second hotel.Elena wore the same black dress, once again with nothing underneath. I could smell myself on her, sex and the faint metallic ghost of the night before. We took a final anonymous car across the river to the drop point Anya had sent: an underground parking structure beneath a disused office block in Karlín. Concrete pillars. Flickering fluorescent lights. The kind of place that swallowed sound.She was already there.Anya stood beside a nondescript white van, hands visible, jacket zipped. No one else in sight. Elena carried the metal case containing the original drives. I stayed half a step behind her, every sense stretched tight.Anya’s eyes moved over both of us, lingering a second on the fresh bruise at the edge of Elena’s throat, then she nodded once.“Open it.”Elena set the case on the hood of the van and flipped the latches. Anya examined the drives, plugged a portable reader into one, and watched a short verifica

Kraus came on the ninth night.He did not send men ahead. He did not call. He simply arrived at the gate in a black car with two silent figures in the back seat and waited while the intercom chimed through the dark house like a polite knock on a coffin lid.Elena and I were in the black room when the alert reached the screens.We had spent the evening there by choice, her wrists cuffed to the metal frame, legs spread by the bar, the steel hook seated deep in her ass while I fucked her cunt with the heavy glass dildo and the wand pressed hard to her clit. She had already come twice. The third was building when the perimeter alarm cut through the wet sounds of her body and the low whir of the equipment.I stopped everything.Elena’s eyes opened, glassy and sharp at once. I removed the wand, withdrew the glass, unclipped the hook, and freed her from the restraints with quick, efficient hands. She stood naked and marked, welts still faint on her ass from two nights earlier, bite bruises d