Ruthless Creatures (Queens & Monsters, #1)(70)

“Use the colors.”

“Green.”

He squeezes my tender flesh, stroking down from my butt to the top of my thigh, gently fondling me there, then moving his hand to my other leg and sliding it back up. My entire ass feels hot and exquisitely sensitive, primed to his touch.

“I’m gonna do five, then stop and ask you how you are again. Ready?”

My answer is a faint whimper.

His voice hardens. “Natalie. Are you ready?”

When I whisper, “Yes,” he unleashes a series of sharp, stinging slaps on my ass, using the same pressure as the last one. My whole butt jiggles with each blow.

It feels incredible.

Dirty, biting, and incredible. My entire lower body throbs with heat. I moan louder, rocking my hips.

Kage breathes, “Fuck, baby. You love that, don’t you?”

So faint it’s barely audible, I say, “Green. Super ultra-mega green. More. Please, more.”

Kage’s groan is barely audible, too. He smooths his hand over my butt again, all around, then dips his fingers between my thighs, finding the soaked center of me.

When he gently pinches my swollen clit, I gasp. Then he swirls his fingers around the sensitive nub, whispering, “So. Fucking. Perfect.”

When I push against his hand, aching to feel his fingers inside me, he pulls away and gives me five more smacks on my ass instead.

Shuddering in pleasure, I groan.

He strokes my clit again, until I’m grinding my pelvis against his hand, then goes back to spanking. For every five blows of his hand, I’m rewarded with attention to my pussy.

In less than a minute of the exquisitely torturous back and forth, I’m on the verge of orgasm.

I whimper. “Please, Kage. Please.”

“Talk to me.”

“I need to come. Please make me come.”

“Oh, I will, baby. Just not yet.”

I groan in disappointment, burying my face into the sheets.

“I’m gonna keep going, but I don’t want you to come. I want you to hold back for me. Tell me to stop when you get too close.”

It’s hard to get even a word out between my labored breaths. “Why?”

His voice grows softer. “Because it will be that much more intense if you try to wait. It’ll build and build until you go supernova. I want to give that to you. I want to make you come harder than you ever have before. But if you don’t want that, you know what to say.”

There’s a distinct possibility I might die in this scenario, but I’m willing to take that risk.

My teeth clenched, I say, “Green.”

This time the blows come faster.

I don’t have time in between to recover from one before the next arrives, hot and burning. I moan at the end of it, then moan more loudly when I get his fingers sliding through my slick heat.

“Look at you spreading your legs wider for me,” he says, his voice low and raw. “Tilting your hips so I can see this beautiful pink pussy begging for my cock. This plump little clit begging for my tongue.”

He gently tugs on it. I nearly scream in pleasure, but groan into the sheets instead.

He slides his fingers all around my cleft, spreading my wetness around, fondling my pussy like it’s his favorite pet, all the while talking to me in his low, hypnotic voice, telling me how he adores me, how he needs me, how he can’t think straight when we’re apart.

On a sob, I say, “I’m close I’m right there oh god I’m there—”

He takes his fingers from between my legs and presses them to my lips, commanding, “Suck.”

I do, greedily, tasting myself on him. Dying for him to shove those fingers deep inside me, as deep as they can go.

He growls, “I’m gonna tie you up now. Tie you up, blindfold you, and fuck you. Before that, though, I’ll get you on your knees and make you suck my dick while I spank you some more, because I can’t get enough of this beautiful ass and how you respond to me.”

He switches to Russian and keeps talking.

I moan around the thick fingers stuffed into my mouth.

My eyes roll back into my head.

This is the best Christmas ever.





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Nat





Kage pushes me to the floor beside the bed. He instructs me to get on all fours and says I’m to squeeze his thigh if I get too close to orgasm.

Then he spanks my bare ass over and over as I suck his cock and try desperately not to come.

When he pauses the spanking, running his open palm over my burning butt, I whine in the back of my throat, squeezing my thighs together to try to get some relief from the throbbing ache in my core.

“No, baby,” he says, breathing hard. “Not yet.”

One of my hands is wrapped around the thick shaft of his cock. The other rests, trembling, on his thigh. I take him deep into my throat, then pull back and swirl my tongue around the engorged head, licking the slit lovingly.

He groans. Then he leans over and fondles my breasts, cupping them in his rough hands and pinching my hard nipples, sending hot bolts of pleasure shooting straight down between my legs.

I whine again. I need so badly for him to fuck me that I’m on the verge of tears.

“Do you need my cock?”

I nod, sucking harder.