Her Dark Obsession

Chapter 10

***Cass's POV***

He rips my blouse off, with ease. Grabbing my wrists with one hand, over my head, he takes a belt and ties my hands together. "Pick a word" he barely whispers.

"Purple" all I can manage to say is a freaking color.

He tears my jean skirt in half. "Remember that word. You need me to stop for any reason," he looks me in the eyes. "ANY reason, say it. I'll stop. Got it?"

My breath catches in my throat, seeing that look in his eyes. Like a predator hunting his prey. Like he's starving and sees a juicy steak instead of my half naked body.

"Y-yes." I gasp out as he rakes his nails across my stomach.

In one fell swoop, his shirt falls to the ground in shreds. He slips off his pants and my eyes go wide. He's been going commando!

A growl from Drake makes me look up from his very large, and very hard, package. "I am starving." He says, his voice thick with lust. My eyes slowly sudden when I start to realize he read my thoughts. His tounge flicks over his lips as he saunters back over to me. "For you."

My thong never stood a chance. In less than a heartbeat, he has them shredded in the corner of the floor. As he starts to move toward my bra, I rush the words out of my mouth.

"It has a front clasp!"

He laughs. "So?" One quick movement of his hand and my bra is in pieces on the floor.

"That bra was my fave-mmmm" he gags me with some sort of ball. As he clips the strap around my head, I wonder where the fuck he got this thing.

Drake pulls a large bag from under his bed. He pulls out some rope and I start to understand.

Please! I push the thought to him.

"Oh, baby girl. I'm going to make you beg me to stop. But I won't. Not unless I hear that word. Understood?"

I nod my head the best I could. He unties the belt and replace it with rope on each wrist. He flips me over on my stomach with ease, tieing my hands criss-cross against my back. Drake uses the rest of the rope, tying my legs, and breasts.

***Drake's POV***

Seeing my beautiful mate tied up, at my mercy. It is the sexiest and most erotic thing in the world. I stand back and admire my work. My hands roam from the top of her shoulders down her back, feeling every luscious curve. Her soft skin trembles beneath my calloused hands.

"You are my life." I whisper, my hand reaches her backside. She shivers. "You are my love." I run one finger down the crack of her ass. Cass knows I won't go easy on her. This bitch made me wait too fucking long to have her again. She knows she's in for a good punishment.

"You. Are. Mine." I state, steadily, as I ram my finger into her cunt. The gag didn't completely do it's job as I still heard her gasp.

More... Please... So good... She pushes the broken thoughts at me as I pound away in her, adding another finger.

I reach around Cass and pinch her nipple just as she's about to explode. Her cunt tightens around my fingers as her orgasm reaches its peak. My fingers don't stop drilling into her as her warm juices fill my hand. As I pull out, she squirts all over the bed.

"Well, well. I didn't know my little minx is a squirter." I say as I start to lick my fingers. She tastes just as sweet as I remember. This woman is going to be the death of me!

Take this gag out, please? She looks over her shoulder, eyes pleading with me. I chuckle. So fucking sexy. "Only because you said please." I reach around and unhook the gag, tossing it aside and not giving a shit on where it lands.

As soon as the damn thing was gone, I flip her over and claim her mouth. Lips and tongues fighting for dominance, all I can taste is her. My mind fogs and next thing I know, I'm plunging hilt deep into her soaked pussy.

She screams out my name as I keep fucking her. I tear the rope apart. No need for that anymore. I feel the pressure build inside me. But I don't slow down.

"I'm gonna come!" Cass cries. My canines retract and I hit oblivion. Nothing but stars in my vision, I bite down as I come hard. Warm liquid flows down my throat. Oh shit.

Cass.... I'm sorry...

I push the thought to her as my consciousness fades.

I love you, my mate.

The thought was hers. I smile as I slip into a peaceful sleep next to my woman. My mate.