Page 5 of Just One Night (Salvatore Brotherhood MC)

HEATHER

B eing tied up isn’t as uncomfortable as I thought it was going to be. I was scared it was going to make me panic, but it hasn’t. Yet. I’m trusting Reid to keep his word to stop and untie me if I say red.

Why he keeps forcing my legs wide open, I don’t know. It makes me feel vulnerable in a way I’ve never felt before. Especially now that I’m tied up and can’t cover myself. I can still close them, but he’d just pry them back open.

“We’re going to have so much fun,” he says, grinning wolfishly. I laugh nervously as he grabs the bag from the floor. He sets it on the bed again and shifts stuff around inside, then he holds up a black plug. “Ever used one of these?”

“Never,” I breathe, shaking my head.

“Ever been fucked in the ass?” He asks casually.

“No,” I squeak, my cheeks flaming.

“Hm.” He drops it back in the bag, rummaging around again. “Is it a hard no for you?”

“What? Anal?”

“Yeah,” he says, still looking in the bag.

“I don’t know,” I say honestly. “I’ve never tried it, so…” I trail off when he looks at me.

“Would you let me fuck you in the ass?” He asks, smirking at me.

“Maybe. If you asked nicely.”

His smile widens, then he laughs. “I’ll always be nice to you, baby.” I roll my eyes but can’t help the stupid grin that spreads across my face. It falls when he pulls a long, white thing with a bulbous head from his bag. A wand. My throat goes dry with anticipation.

“Ever used one of these?”

“No,” I say. “But I’ve always wanted to.”

“It’s your lucky night, then, isn’t it?” He flicks it on, and the buzzing fills the room. “And you’re the first I get to use it on.” I let out a long, irritated breath.

“Do this with a lot of women?” I ask. I try to sound casual, but it comes out tight.

“Not really,” he shrugs as he flips it off.

“I save this kind of play for really special girls.” He winks at me and I don’t know why it makes me blush.

It’s not a compliment, I don’t think, but it stills sends butterflies to my stomach.

“You have such a pretty pussy.” He runs his fingers lightly up my inner thigh.

“So plump and pink. So wet. And I like this.” He grips the little patch of dark blond hair above my clit, tugging lightly on it.

He turns the wand on again and runs it up and down my calf, over the ropes.

I feel the vibration throughout my body.

My pussy clenches around nothing and I lift my hips, silently begging.

He ignores me and continues running the wand over my limbs, across my stomach, over my breasts.

He pauses on my hard nipples and I moan.

“So responsive,” he says under his breath. “Is this making you wet?” He moves it to the other nipple and I cry out. Suddenly, his hand lands on my pussy, slapping me hard and I scream. “When I ask you a question, I expect an immediate answer.” He slaps my pussy again.

“Yes!” I scream, throwing my head back. He leans forward, keeping it on my nipple as he bites the other one. “Fuck. Oh, God.” Can you come just from nipple play? Because I’m about to.

My orgasm starts building, tightening my entire body. “Are you about to come for me, princess?” He asks, sounding amused as he swaps his mouth and the wand.

“Fuck, yes,” I say, breathless.

“This must feel so good, if you’re about to come without me ever touching your needy cunt.”

“Please,” I scream as I try to roll my hips. “Please, please. I need to come. Please!” I’m begging him, close to sobbing, when he slides the wand down my stomach. He stops it right above my clit, not touching me where I need it the most. But the vibration is enough to get me closer to the edge.

“Not yet.” He pulls away at the last second, taking the wand with him. My eyes snap open and I glare at him as he turns it off. “I think I wanna plug you first. I want you full when you come for me.” I groan, throwing my head back again, irritated.

He takes the plug from his bag again and a bottle of lube. I watch as he applies it to the plug, generously coating it, before climbing on the bed between my legs.

Rubbing some of the lube on my ass, I tense. “Reid,” I say warily. He pauses and looks up at me, his dark blue eyes lustful.

“Trust me?” He asks, quietly. I stare at him for a long moment. Can I really do this? Can I really let him do this to me?

“Yes,” I finally say.

“That’s my girl,” he grins as he gently presses a finger into the tight hole. “Relax for me, princess. You’re gonna feel so fucking good, I promise.”

I try to relax for him. And when he starts slowly moving his finger in and out, I moan. It takes a few minutes, but he’s right, it’s starting to feel good. But when he adds a second finger, stretching me, I tense again. He soothes me with gentle words and slow strokes until I’m completely relaxed.

“Ready?” He says, pulling his fingers from me. He holds up the lubed plug and I nod nervously. “Words.”

“Yes,” I say quickly, and he chuckles. Gently, he presses it to my ass and applies steady pressure. Slowly, he pushes it inside me. When it’s seated all the way in, he twists it around a few times, gently pushing and pulling it in and out before he settles it firmly inside me.

“So pretty,” he says, staring at it. “I’m gonna leave it in when I fuck your cunt later, too.

I want you to be filled everywhere. Maybe I’ll make you fuck a dildo, keep the plug in your ass, hold the wand to your clit, all while I fuck your tight throat.

Would you like that? To have all your holes filled? ”

I moan at his words, my eyes rolling back. “Yes,” I breathe. “Please, I need to come. Please, Reid, please .”

“Look at you,” he says smugly, “my little whore begging me to let her come.”

“Fuck!” I cry out when he presses his thumb against my swollen, sensitive clit. “Please, please, please!” He rubs his thumb faster over my clit, driving my orgasm higher and higher.

“I want you to scream for me,” he growls. “I want the whole neighborhood to hear you. I want them all to know who owns you.” He shoves two fingers inside me as he rubs my clit faster. My head thrashes side to side as my legs tremble.

“Oh, fucking fuck. Don’t stop. Please, I’m so fucking close.”

“Come for me.” He hooks his fingers inside me, rubbing me so hard and fast it makes me see stars. “You wanted to come so badly, so come, slut.”

My back arches off the bed as my orgasm crashes through me. It’s not a light, easy one. It bulldozes through me, making my vision turn black. I don’t hear myself screaming until I start to come down, his fingers still working me.

“Jesus, that was so fucking hot,” he breathes, his eyes wide when I look at him. “Again. I need to see that again.” He keeps rubbing my too sensitive clit and I squirm, trying to get away from him. “You’re going to come again.” He growls as he reaches over and grabs the wand.

His fingers move harder inside me as he flips the switch on. “I want your pussy red and swollen. I want you to feel this for days after tonight. I want you to remember who made you come so hard you forgot your fucking name.”

He makes me come again, my eyes crossing from how fucking good it feels. I jerk on the ropes, my legs widening more.

“Wait,” I sob, “stop.” He doesn’t. He presses the wand harder against my clit and I cry out. He shoves three fingers inside me, hooking them up as he fucks me. “Stop!” I scream, my eyes rolling back.

“Is that your safe word?” He asks as he fucks me harder. My head thrashes back and forth as I scream. “Or do you get off on begging me to stop?” My pussy tightens around his fingers at his words and he chuckles. “Yeah, I think you like that.”

He pulls the wand away from my pussy moments before I come again and I cry out. He ignores me as he drops it to the bed and gets to his knees between my legs. He roughly yanks me closer to him and pulls his cock out. I stare up at him with wide eyes.

“I’m going to fuck your cunt, then come all over your tits and face and you can’t do anything to stop me,” he growls as he roughly grips my breast in his hand.

He pinches and rolls my nipple and I cry out, jerking on the bindings again.

“Fuck,” he groans as he pushes inside me, “you’re such a fucking slut, aren’t you? ”

“No,” I whimper, playing into this fantasy I didn’t know I was into. My pussy is dripping and I tighten around him, needing to come. “I’m not a slut.” He laughs mockingly.

“Yes, you are,” he says as he shoves his cock all the way in without warning. I scream at the sudden fullness, the pain causing my pleasure to rise. “Say it. Say you’re my dirty whore.”

“No,” I say again. He moves his hand to my throat and squeezes. I take a breath, and he squeezes more.

“Whore,” he says, spitting on me. It lands on my breasts, and I whimper. “Slut.” His hand tightens and I pull on the bindings. He fucks me harder, hitting so deep inside me, he’s filling me completely.

“Wait,” I rasp, my pussy spasming with each thrust. He ignores me, fucking me through it.

“Take it,” he grunts. “Come on my cock.” I moan as my back arches. His hand tightens more, until it’s hard to breathe. “Fuck, this pussy is good.” I scream with my release, and he fucks me through it. Suddenly, he pulls out, leaving me empty.

“What—” He climbs over me, straddling me. He roughly pushes my tits together and pushes his cock between them, groaning.

“Fuck,” he breathes. He moves his hips faster, the tip of his dick hitting my chin. “Open your mouth.” I shake my head, pinching my lips tightly shut. He grips my tits with one hand and roughly grabs my jaw with the other. “Open.” I shake my head again and he smirks.

He brings his hand down on my cheek, slapping my face. I blink up at him, shocked. Fuck if it doesn’t make me wetter.

“Open your fucking mouth,” he sneers. I shake my head again and he laughs humorlessly, slapping my face again, harder. I moan and he pauses. “You like that? Being hit?” I nod.

“Do it again,” I breathe. He stares down at me for a moment before he slaps me again. “Fuck,” I moan, “fuck my tits while you hit me.”

“Shit,” he says under his breath. He thrusts his hips faster as he drops his other hand back to my breasts, squeezing them harder together. “Didn’t think you’d be into that. Open your mouth, baby. I want to come on your tongue again.” I open my mouth for him.

Each time he thrusts, the head of his cock move closer to my mouth, so I lick the tip, making him groan. Finally, moves on from my tits, sliding a little more up my body, and slides his cock into my mouth. He fucks it harder than he did earlier, slapping my face while he does it.

“I love when you choke on my cock,” he grunts.

“You like my big cock, don’t you?” I nod as much as I can, moaning around him.

“You’re so pretty. So pretty with a cock in your mouth.

I’m gonna come all over your pretty face, baby.

Would you like that?” I nod again and he pulls out and starts stroking his cock. “Beg me.”

“Please, come on my face,” I moan and he strokes faster. “Please, I want it in my mouth. I want to taste you again.” He groans and grips my hair with his other hand, pulling on it hard.

“Are you my slut?”

“Yeah, I’m your slut,” I say. “I’m your filthy little whore.” His eyes roll back. “You own my throat, my ass, my pussy. You own me. Use me, Reid. Claim me and come all over my face.”

“Fuck,” he groans. “Open your mouth.” I open my mouth as hot spurts of come shoot all over my face.

The thick ropes coat my cheeks and tongue, some of it landing on my closed eyes.

“That’s a pretty sight.” He groans as he rubs his cock all over my face, smearing his cum around.

“You liked that, princess?” He pushes some of his cum into my mouth with his softening cock and I swallow it, making him groan again.

“Yes,” I moan. “Can we do it again?”