Venom's Alliance: Loyalty's Fracture

Chapter 05

Kalia POV

"Give me your hands, my angel."

His words hung in the air for a moment, and I took a moment to process them. His commanding yet reassuring voice provided an odd sense of security, but was I truly ready to surrender complete control? It was an unfamiliar feeling, this desire to engage in something so intimate, yet not like this, not being rendered powerless.

For a fleeting moment, his eyes betrayed a glimmer of concern, but then he closed the gap between us, his fingers tenderly lifting my chin.

"Tell me, my angel. Do you want me to bind you and make you cum until I'm satisfied?"

I hesitated, torn between the thrill of losing control and the boundaries I had set for myself. This would mark the ultimate surrender, the final time I'd allow another to touch me in this way.

"Yes, Easton," I whispered, my voice trembling with anticipation and resolve.

It felt strange saying it aloud, my voice tinged with a hint of eagerness, but the longing was undeniable. My body was aching with arousal, my arousal heightened by his touch and the way he spoke to me.

"Give me your hands, my angel."

I did as he said, the red tie was now around my hands. He tied them down, careful not to hurt me but strong enough not to be able to take them out. He tied them down to the black metal headboard and sat on my back with my hands up, with my body fully exposed to him, unable to cover myself.

Pleased with the way I was sitting; he smiled and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. It took me by surprise our gaze met once again. I bit my lower lip in anticipation.

"My beautiful, now be a good little angel and enjoy."

He winked at me and lowered himself on his stomach, facing my red panties. He bit the top part and, with his teeth, pulled them down. Kissing the inner side of my thighs and slowly made his way up to my pussy. His warm breaths were so close to that area made me arch my back and moan in anticipation.

"So, fucking wet, such a needy angel."

Maybe it had been so long since I'd felt this incredibly horny, and all those years of suppressing my desires were now thrown out the window, and I didn't care anymore. I wished I could use my hands to pull him down, to guide his mouth and tongue to press against my clit. As if he could read my mind, he placed his tongue on my sensitive spot and began to move it in gentle circles, up and down, taking his time as if he was savouring the moment.

One of his hands found its way to my breast, skilfully teasing my nipple while he moaned in pleasure. His lips moved to my clit, and he started to suck and move with a slightly rougher rhythm, though still maintaining a deliberate slowness. The way he kneaded my breast and played with my nipple sent waves of pleasure through me. His tongue working its magic on my core was driving me wild. A few minutes in, I couldn't help but feel a desperate need for him, my body melting under his touch.

"Fuck Easton." I cursed.

That's all I could manage to do before my muscles started to contract, and an overwhelming wave of intense pleasure crashed over me, causing my heart to race even faster. My legs began to tremble uncontrollably, involuntarily wrapping around his head, attempting to keep him in place. But he was one step ahead, gently lifting my legs and positioning them to allow him even greater access to my most intimate area. And then he resumed his ministrations.

The sensation quickly shifted from intense pleasure to almost overwhelming stimulation, and a part of me wanted to ask him to stop, to give me a moment to breathe. However, my hands were still tied, rendering me unable to voice my request. I struggled to form coherent words, my attempts to communicate thwarted when he slid two fingers inside me, hitting a particularly sensitive spot within me that made my voice give way to a raw scream of pleasure.