Elara's POV
The rough bite of the ropes on my wrists woke me, pulling me out of the darkness. My arms were stretched above my head, tied tightly to the bedposts. My ankles were bound too, making it impossible to move. Panic gripped me as memories of the forest and Kieran catching me came rushing back.
I yanked at the ropes, but they wouldn't loosen. Each movement made them dig deeper into my skin. The room around me was unfamiliar, lavish but cold. It screamed of Kieran, and when I looked toward the door, there he was.
He stood in the doorway, his broad shoulders filling the room. Slowly, he stepped inside, the sound of his boots on the floor deliberate, each step a reminder of the control he held.
"You're awake," Kieran said, his voice calm but heavy with something unspoken. He moved closer, his eyes locked onto mine. They held a storm, dark and dangerous, brewing just beneath the surface.
"Let me go," I demanded, though my voice cracked. I hated how weak I sounded.
His lips curved into a faint, mocking smile. "Let you go?" he repeated, almost amused. "You tried to run, Elara. After all I've done for you, this is how you repay me?"
"Done for me?" I snapped, my anger rising despite the fear looking at me. "All you've done is trap me here like some prisoner!"
Kieran leaned in, so close I could feel the warmth of his breath. "You still don't get it, do you?" His voice dropped lower, each word sharp and deliberate. "Everything I do has a reason. You don't get to disobey me and think there won't be consequences."
I looked at him, refusing to let my fear show. "You can tie me up, Kieran, but you'll never control me. Never."
His eyes darkened, a flicker of something dangerous crossing his face. Then, just as quickly, he straightened, his expression unreadable. "Your stubbornness is… impressive," he said, starting to pace. "But I've put up with it for long enough."
"What do you mean?" I asked, my voice shaking.
He stopped at the foot of the bed, his gaze piercing. "I've been patient," he said slowly, his tone eerily calm. "I've let you push me, defy me, even try to escape." He leaned down, his hands on either side of me, trapping me in place. "But that ends tonight."
My stomach dropped. I fought against the ropes, my heart pounding. "What are you going to do?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
His lips twisted into a dangerous smile. "I'm going to punish you, Elara," he said, his voice smooth but chilling. "In a way you'll never forget."
Fear gripped me. "Don't you dare," I hissed, yanking at the ropes with everything I had. "I'll kill you, Kieran. I swear I'll kill you."
He chuckled, low and mockingly . "You're not exactly in a position to make threats." He brushed a hand along my cheek, and I turned my face away, disgusted. "Hate me all you want. It won't change a thing."
"You're a monster," I spat, my voice shaking with rage.
His face hardened, the mocking amusement disappearing. "And you're mine," he said, his voice cold and final. "No matter how much you fight, you'll never escape me."
Tears came out from my eyes, but I blinked them back. I wouldn't let him see me cry. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction.
Kieran straightened, stepping back toward the door. His gaze fixed on me "But don't think this is mercy. Tonight, you'll learn what it means to cross me."
Before I realized what he wanted to do, he removed his trousers, then his boxers and held his hard Manhood that was quite visible from his boxer.
Just the sight of it made my feet curl. He kissed my neck and licked began to lick my earlobes down to my collarbone
One of his hands reached into my dress and removed it, he went for my pants and forcefully removed them. He locked His lips against mine.
"Your strawberry scent turns me on. You don't only have the scent of strawberry alone, you taste like one". He said.
Kieran placed his two fingers inside my thighs, reaching for my pussy, he tenderly kept rubbing them with a destructive force. all I could do was scream, I didn't know whether to scream with pleasure or pain, but I knew I felt a mixture of both.
I didn't want to admit it but I loved what he was doing to me, fuck I still hated him.
"There is no need for a lubricant." Kieran said, you already have enough juice down there. Your vagina is so wet and juicy. It wasn't supposed to be this way , why is he turning me on so much..
But before I could even recover from his words ,He divided his index finger into my vagina. The first stroke was so good. I gasped for breath. Struggling to keep up with the forceful kisses he met on my lips .
He stroked another finger in and started to move them in and out slowly In a rhythmic motion. I felt his hands so good inside of me that with every stroke came a low-tone moan from me.
My pleasure cry or rather I would say my painful cry was like music to his ears.
Now, he already left my lips. And moved again to my breast. Oh! How he found pleasure in playing with those stone-hard nipples.
My breasts were just the perfect size. The perfect size for easy accommodation and cup up for his hands.
While he was busy suckling on her nipples, he was busy adjusting himself well enough for more fingers to go inside me.
I hated to admit it but his kisses were sensational. The evening was perfect. Who would have thought the same man that frightened and disgusted me every time he approached was the same man that would be giving me so much pleasure.
Argh… why are you making me wait? Tell me to Fuck you already. Say it!!! He screamed at me.
I cried out. The wait was killing him. He wanted to have this Manhood inside of me. He wanted it skin-to-skin.He wanted to have a part of him inside of me.
Please, Please...
I cried out , but my scream was all deaf ears.
In just a few minutes. I was striped and named on the bed with my legs spread wide. Kieran was now also without his shirt. Kissing and licking my chest down to my belly button then my abdomen. Making sure everything part got an even distribution of sensation.
Hekissed and licked till it got to my inner thigh. I could hear him groaning as he brushed his palms on his nipples.
I could feel my touch making his Manhood even harder.
"Fuck me please "Please me I beg of you. " Say it if you want me to go easy on you, he said.
All my pleas were music to his ears. He enjoyed seeing me suffer, yawning for what he had to offer.
Kieran finally got a hold of my Vagina. My smooth, neatly shaved vagina was right in front of him. my pink wet juicy coochie was in front of his eyes.
So beautiful and enticing.
Yes. Yess… i Kept moaning uncontrollably as he kissed the lips of my vagina with his saliva-soaked tongue. He wasn't just good at kissing. He was good with the lips down there too.
His tongue was doing the perfect job. They were hitting every spot perfectly. He forces his fingers to roughen and smoothe his curly hair. I could feel my legs curling up, but my other hand was grabbing and holding on the bed sheet as I tried to loosen the rope I was tied with and break free.
Finally, He said, moment you have been waiting for.
He was ready to give it to me now. As much as I hated to admit it,I couldn't take it any longer. My voice was trembling and my vagina kept on producing excess liquid and heat.
behold, his erect long, fully stretched Manhood sprung out in front of my eyes. Now they were both bare. Without clothes.
But my cry for help soon turned into a smile of satisfaction. Even if it wasn't inside of me yet, the thought of having it inside soon gave me an unexplainable joy on the inside. A joy that came out in an expression of a wide smile, and I hated it so much.
'Make me yours. "
That was exactly what kieran was going to do.
I dived my finger deep into his skin on the first thrust in. The thrust was accompanied by a low-tone groan from him and a high-pitched whimper that I couldn't hold in.
The first thrust, the second thrust, the third, and the fourth. The rhythm continued for as long as I could remember until he finally pulled out and sprung liquids on my face from my tummy down to my thigh. He finally fell on the side of the bed. Both panting heavily with satisfaction.