A Throne of Ruin (Deliciously Dark Fairytales #2)(101)

“Shall we move on to the next thing?” he murmured against my skin.

“No, I’m good right here.”

“Let’s do the next thing.” He ran his big hand up my leg, over my hip, up my stomach, and down the side, wrapping it around my ribs. His other hand joined on the other side, helping me sit forward.

After standing me in the water against him, taking a moment to nibble my earlobe and then my lips, he helped me out of the bath. The blindfold prevented me from seeing anything, but soft towels that smelled like fresh afternoon wrapped around me, drying the water.

“Just over here.”

He led me by the hand across the smooth, slightly warmed floors, as though there were a smoldering fire under the tiles. He lifted me, setting me down on a wide bit of leather that hooked on my butt cheeks. Another strap came around to hold me in place. One of my wrists was pulled over my head, tugged up and to the side by a leather strap. Then the same was done to the other.

A thrill went through me as Nyfain gripped my ankle. A slip of leather went over my foot and ran up the back of my leg until it tightened on my lower thigh. The other leg was secured, too, and the ropes spread them wide. I was now trapped and suspended in the air by my ass and limbs.

He held up my head before securing another wide strap under it, helping me support it. In a moment, he stepped away. A small jerk, and suddenly I was lightly turning in the air, my body spread wide and on display for him. Even if I could manage to get my feet out of those straps, I was secured in the others.

“This is a modified sex swing, if you were wondering,” he said, and something rolled across the floor. “Modified because various elements were added to restrain someone. We had three of them in the salon before the demons even moved in. The ladies of the castle have always been into a little kinky fuckery, it seems.”

His hand touched down on my knee and slid down my inner thigh.

“I’d always wondered what it would be like to have a woman trapped in it, completely at my mercy.” His hand roamed over my newly shaved pussy, his thumb running across my clit. His fingers dragged down the side, and then his hand turned, fitting two fingers into my wetness. “Mmm, baby. You’re already so wet.”

He pulled his fingers out, and his two hands gripped my ass. His hot mouth fit over my clit and sucked in pulses. I moaned his name, arching, as he ran his tongue down my slippery folds and pressed it into my opening. His soft growl sent shivers of desire racing across my overheated flesh. He dipped lower still, tickling my asshole before prodding it.

“I’ve always wondered what it would be like to pump my dick into a woman’s ass,” he whispered, moving back up to my clit. His thumb circled my asshole before popping in. Teamed with his mouth sucking on my clit, it was a strange but erotic sensation.

“This evening I’ll find out,” he said darkly, pulling away.

I was breathing hard, incredibly tight in some places and pliant in others, waiting for his next touch. Excited to be used for his sexual pleasure, like he’d let me use him in the woods.

“I said I would never use the demon’s toys,” he murmured, kissing my inner thigh. “But if I use it on you…that’s not exactly breaking my promise, is it?”

A light buzzing filled the space, and then a cold, vibrating thing was set on my clit. I jumped with an “oh!” that quickly turned into a desperate moan. It was like when I massaged my clit, but so, so much better. I whimpered as it set my blood to boiling with delicious pleasure, working me toward orgasm in record time.

“Do you like that, princess?” he asked quietly, holding it there as I squirmed, now pumping my hips.

“Yes, Nyfain. Yes, very much yes!” I climaxed, jolting, pulling my knees wider and back. “Put your hard cock into me, Nyfain, please.”

“Hmm. Tempting, but not yet, princess.” He pulled the thing away. My clit tingled in its absence, and my body floated in bliss.

That vibration sound cut off, and a deeper one started. Another hard, vibrating surface rolled over my clit, this toy larger than the first. It slid down to my pussy before pushing inside. The size didn’t have anything on his cock, but the vibration was fucking amazing, rubbing against the right spots. He thrust it into me and pulled out, speeding up, fucking me with it.

“That’s right, baby girl,” he cooed, pumping it into me as I rocked my hips. “Come for me again. You’ll need to be coming a lot tonight so that I can say I’m as good as one of your book heroes.”

He flicked my clit with his tongue, working the vibration inside of me. I arched, moaning like a banshee, nearly there already, these vibrating things pure gold.

“Faster,” I groaned, tilting up so it continued to hit me in the right spot. “Faster.”

His tongue licked my clit. The vibrating thing sped up, rubbing gloriously. I hit a peak and stalled for two seconds, my body too tight. The need to come so strong it was driving me insane.

“Yes!” I shouted out as the orgasm tore me apart. My groan was long and low as he pulled the vibrating thing out and replaced it with his tongue.

He pulled away, leaving my pleasantly aching pussy open to the chill of the air. He kissed my thigh, and then his hand wrapped around my breast, feeling its fullness.

“Have I told you how perfect you are, Finley?” he asked softly, his fingers replaced with his kisses. “You’re an absolute vision. I can’t believe I am lucky enough to get to experience you like this. To work the everlass with you and spend my days in your company.”