Bloodlines (The New Order 2)

Chapter 47

Chapter 47

I couldn't hear them—either of them. Crippling silence ate me up. I tried to hear something but there was nothing close by—not a fucking soul. My hands moved back and forth, hoping to undo the ropes around my wrist but they were tied in knots, perfectly tied knots.

Fuck, Cain.

What did he even intend on doing with me?

I pressed my bare legs shut right as my chest rose and dropped. For a long time I didn't hear anything, only the sounds of my struggles as I tried to free myself.

Some time passed before I heard footsteps approaching the door of my bedroom. My head turned. I waited. Someone reached for the door and unlocked it. The click rang through my mind before the door flung open.

"Cain?" I called his name, but there was no answer.

But I still could feel his presence inside the bedroom, his strong domineering presence that swallowed me up. My insides twisted, wondering what he was up to. The pending pleasure returned to the edge as I heard the sound of his zipper going down and then the shuffling of his clothes as he removed them and joined me on the bed.

"It would be a lot better if you freed me," I suggested while feeling his rough, calloused hands wrapping around the insides of my thighs and spreading them wide. "But either way, I don't mind..." I trailed off.

My body ached as his fingers tightened over my thighs, digging deeply. I rose my hips as a pair of warm lips met with my sex. His hot breath fanned against my wet insides. A tremble ran across my body before his tongue lashed against my clit, wavering back and forth.

I threw my head back, moaning his name and clenching the sheets beneath.

He growled and drew his mouth away from my sex. Leaning backward, I heard him shuffle before his arms went underneath my legs, wrapping tightly and raising them in the air.

Before I had the chance to register what was happening, I felt his thickness thrust through me in a quick, rough motion. My pussy lips clenched around his cock, taking all of him in before letting him go.

I curled my toes as the pleasure rose deep inside my belly. My breasts bounced back and forth, at the rhythm of his cock searing through me and back. Shuddering whimpers left my throat as I spread my legs wider for him.

It was all odd, but I enjoyed the sudden surprise. I hadn't expected it when Cain removed my clothes and tied me up. I had imagined much, much worse.

Cain lowered himself to me while grabbing the back of my hair. His thrusts became slow, yet pleasing. His mouth trailed across the side of my cheek and near to my ear and neck.

I inhaled his scent and then realized it wasn't Cain.

Panic welled up in my throat, "Knox?" I whispered through my breathy moans.

"Took you long to notice," his fingers tightened in my hair as his cock throbbed inside me as he stuffed me up. "Let's see for how long you're going to keep up." His hands moved back to my legs, fastening tight around my thighs.

My insides clenched around his thickness. He quickened his speed, thrusting in and out of roughly. The tip of his cock teased my g-spot, slamming into pleasure over and over again but every time I tried to finish, he stilled and held me down on the bed, forbidding me to orgasm.

My belly coiled with pleasure as he repeated.

"Please," I cried out, forcing my hips to raise and for my pleasure to spill but he was stronger than me. Nothing budged him.