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I give it a few thrusts, dragging it over her front wall and watching as her arousal trickles from her. I’m not sure which of us is receiving a punishment right now.

Once it’s seated, I take the lube from the bedside table and coat my fingers with it as Ember watches my every move.

“Just breathe for me, baby. I promise you’ll like having your ass filled.”

“I’m not so sure,” she mutters, but takes a deep breath and releases it, some of the tension bleeding from her body.

“Can you keep your legs up like this for me, Ember?” I ask as I trail lube over her puckered hole and massage it gently.

She nods against the pillows as her lips fall open and a soft moan tumbles out.

“Good girl,” I praise, applying a bit more pressure as I use my free hand to thrust the vibrator in and out of her tight pussy, distracting her from the strange sensation, but I leave the toy off for now. If I go too hard too early, I’ll set her up for failure, and as much of a sadistic asshole as I am, I don’t want that.

Her cunt clenches around the toy, and her breathing becomes more labored as I apply more pressure to her back hole and carefully press a finger to the first knuckle.

“Holy fuck,” Ember cries out.

“You’re okay,” I say softly. “You’re taking it so well for me, Little Flame.”

The gentle praise seems to relax her a little, and I press deeper, giving her time to get used to the foreign feeling.

I release the toy for a moment and apply more lube to my fingers before carefully guiding a second finger alongside the first.

Ember’s entire body tenses, and I watch her for signs of true discomfort, but instead, I’m met with a needy moan. Seems my girl likes having her ass filled. Noted.

Once I’m confident she can take the plug without pain, I withdraw my fingers, and she lets out a soft whine, dragging a chuckle from my throat.

“Do you like having your ass fingered, baby?”

She glares at me, but doesn’t deny it. Such a perfect little brat.

I lube up the plug and press it against her asshole. “Breathe in for me,” I instruct, and she complies immediately. “And out.” As she releases her breath, I press the plug into her, watching as the soft black silicone disappears into her ass, and I can’t help but readjust my cock at the sight of both her holes filled.

“Oh god, Orion,” she moans, her hips shifting slightly.

“How does that feel?”

“Good. Too much. Not enough.”

I chuckle and stand from the bed, taking my fill of her body before pressing the button on the vibrator to set it to life on the lowest setting. It won’t be enough to get her to the point of release, but it’ll drive her insane and hopefully remind her why she should never run from me again.

“I’m going to go shower. A certain someone made me come in my boxers this morning, and I need to freshen up.”

“You’re leaving me here like this?” she asks, her lips parting in surprise.

I don’t bother responding with words, instead I turn on my heel and stalk toward the ensuite.

Time to teach my sweet Ember a lesson she’ll never forget.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

EMBER

Orion disappeared into the bathroom twenty minutes ago, and despite how angry I am with him, I’m hoping he’ll be back soon.

The combination of the vibrator and butt plug has me so fucking desperate for release I can barely breathe through my own need, and I can’t do anything to relieve it because he has me chained to the bed.

Obviously by design, but no less frustrating.