Page 8 of Unbound By You (The Viper’s MC #1)

SILAS

S he’s fuming, ready to take my head off if I give her the chance. But I’m making this easy on her. She could have exactly what she’s craving if she'd give up her secrets. Until then, I’ll be torturing the both of us.

My cock might not make it another round without some relief which gives me an idea. If I didn’t think she’d try to bite my dick off, I’d shove it down her throat and enjoy the show of her choking on it.

Since she can’t be trusted, I think I’ll just find a new way to mark her instead. I stand from the mattress, shove my jeans and boxers to the ground, and kick them off to the side. Reaching back, I pull my T-shirt over my head, tossing it too.

“How’s that swollen cunt of yours feeling, baby?”

She’s quiet, back to trying to ignore her way out of this situation. But it won’t work. Her body flinches when I click the vibrator back on, and it stiffens the longer I wait to touch her with it. I watch in satisfaction as she mentally works herself up in preparation for what’s to come.

I climb onto the bed, kneeling between her spread thighs. Her pussy is swollen and red, glistening from her arousal as it drips down the crack of her ass, leaving a growing wet spot on my sheets.

The thought of never washing them again crosses my mind, but this won’t be the last time I have her naked and wet in my bed.

Gripping my cock in a vise-like hold, I slide it through her drenched folds until the tip pushes against her swollen clit.

A desperate moan pulls my eyes up to her face. Her hips begin rocking against me, and the friction from her warm cunt almost makes me see stars.

“Fucking tell me, wildcat. Let me sink my cock deep into this perfect little pussy, and give us both what we want.”

She doesn’t speak; she just keeps grinding against me the best she can. When I slap her clit, a gasp follows, and I’m close to breaking and giving in.

“I can’t.”

I still, and she groans her dissatisfaction.

“The only thing you can’t do right now is come. So, let’s try that again.” I move my hips slowly, drawing out our connection and slowly rubbing her clit with the buzzing toy for extra encouragement.

Leaning down, I rip the blindfold off her eyes, and they squint against the dull light in the room. Once she’s focused and looking up at me, I ask again.

“Why were my men there tonight?”

Her head drops to the side, eyes squeezing shut. Her chest heaves as she steadies herself.

“They’re loyal to the Vipers, don’t worry about it.”

A disbelieving laugh meets her answer, and her hips buck against me, her only form of protest. But her heat slides down my shaft again, and we both moan at the contact. I can’t take this anymore. I need to feel her wrapped around my cock.

Clicking off the vibrator, I drop it on the mattress and line up with her entrance. “For every answer you give me, I’ll give you an inch. If you don’t answer my questions, I’ll leave you tied up here until morning and then some. How does that sound?”

“Like you’re a fucking asshole, and I hate you.”

Shaking my head, I use two fingers, shoving them inside her warm cunt. When I draw them out, my digits glisten with her desire. Holding them in front of her face to see, her eyes narrow.

“Your body doesn’t hate me. Not even a little bit, wildcat.”

“Fuck off! She likes anyone who shows her the right attention.”

Her words cut through me like my sharpest blade. Rage builds in my veins, and my hand comes down with a stinging slap against her pussy, and her eyes turn murderous under me.

“If you ever talk about another man touching this pussy again, I’ll fucking hunt them down and end them. This pussy is mine. From here on out, you belong to me. It’s better if you come to grips with it now.”

“You’ve lost your goddamned mind, Silas. Either fuck me or leave me. Shit, kill me if you need to, but I can’t answer your questions.” Her face turns to stone, no more emotion passes through her vibrant eyes, as if she has a useful switch to shut off her humanity.

I sit back on my haunches. Fuck me, killing her isn’t an option. I couldn’t. Not now that I want to do everything to consume her. Plus, I’d never hear the end of it from my baby sister. That’s the last thing she needs on top of the bullshit she has coming her way from Evan’s disappearance.

“Who are they?”

“What?”

“Who’s got you so wrapped up in your head that you think you’re better off pissing me off than dealing with them?”

When she doesn’t answer, I give in. If withholding her orgasms isn’t going to break her, then maybe fucking her into next week will. I shove into her, giving her zero time to adjust, but she takes me so fucking well, stretching around my cock like she was made just for me.

Her throaty moan makes my dick throb harder as it glides against her drenched walls. I’ve been teasing us for too long. I pick up the rhythm, driving into her, just to hear how her breath hitches when I bottom out.

She tightens against me, pulling me deeper with every flutter.

She’s so close to the edge after everything I’ve done.

When my fingers find her swollen clit, massaging small circles, it’s the detonation button that sends her into a quaking mess.

I fuck her through it, picking up the pace to draw out her pleasure.

“Fucking hell, wildcat. Your pretty little cunt is squeezing the life out of me.”

“Mmm… don’t stop. Make me come again,” she begs.

I wish I could turn her over, fuck her from behind and smack her ass for that little demand. But that would mean stopping to let her out of the handcuffs, and that shit’s not happening now.

“Tell me what you’ve got yourself into first.” I slip back in as my hips roll and slow to a drawn-out pace.

“You don’t know them. The guys don’t know them. It’s my own shit. Now fuck me harder.”

“Funny, you still think you’re calling the shots here, baby. Give me a name. That’s all I need, and then I’ll make you come so hard you’ll see stars.”

I stall my slow assault, and that’s enough of a promise to have her fighting against the restraints.

“Name.”

Her eyes squeeze shut, and her chest heaves.

She’s fighting whatever fucked-up war is going on inside that crazy mind of hers.

If she tells me, she thinks she’s screwed, but the truth is, nothing’s ever going to happen to her again.

I’ll find them. I’ll make the problem disappear because the only person who will dictate her time from now on is me.

Me in the bedroom, me out of it, too. Everything she does from here on out will be under my protection.

From one jailer to another, maybe, but at least her new one comes with perks. I fuck into her roughly, stealing her away from the internal battle I can see warring in her eyes. Something shifts between us, bringing her senses back into the here and now with me.

“Name, wildcat. Now!”

“Conrad. Macon Conrad.”

“That’s my good girl,” I praise before letting her come again, and she takes me with her.