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and brought tears to her eyes, not at the pain, but the loss
of his mouth on her aching flesh. “I’m sorry, my lord. Please, please … I need
you.”
    She
moaned in relief when his mouth resumed its erotic exploration of her body. He
took his time and caressed every inch of her skin with his lips, teeth, tongue,
and finally nimble fingers until she was one boneless bag of need, and grateful
for the silken bonds that held her up. Astrid didn’t recognize this wanton woman,
who pleaded with him to take, to touch her clit and fuck her. To use her as he
saw fit. To please, please do something.
    “ Soon, my pretty, soon.”
    Oh thank
God, finally. She was going to come the minute he touched her. The
throbbing in her bud turned painful as his hands grabbed her thighs firmly, and
spread her wider, until her feet lifted off the floor completely. She hung
there for a moment with the silk shackles holding her up. The pain in her arms
added to her arousal, and his hot breath on her clit almost sent her over the
edge. When he lifted her legs on his shoulders, supporting her weight, his
mouth finally closed on the engorged bud between her legs. His gentle suckles
sent her hurtling over the edge, and her scream of completion echoed in her ears.
    “ That’s my girl. Scream for me, my pretty.   I want to see you gush for me, so that I can
lap up your cream.”
    The dirty
words grumbled into her sensitized flesh kicked her arousal up again, and he
took every last one of her spasms.   His
fingers dug into the soft flesh of her ass, while he tunneled his tongue in and
out of her desperately clenching pussy hole. He licked her slit to clit and
back again, and then ran a path of heated arousal up to her anus. Astrid yanked
on her restraints at the invasion of his tongue into her nether hole, and she
shook her head from side to side.
    “ No, please, I can’t … too much … it’s … oh, yes, yes.”
    Astrid
flew again and again, utterly helpless to resist his talented tongue and
fingers. Her earlier orgasms faded into nothingness under his grumbled demands
into her pussy.
    “ Again, my pretty. One last time. Come for me.”
    With his
fingers fucking her into another mind splintering release, the world spun, and
Astrid screamed Rashid’s name until she was hoarse.   His hands supported her ass, taking more of
the weight off her arms, as he shifted his position, and his mouth collided
with hers. She could taste herself mixed in with his own essence, as their
tongues mated in brutal intensity, until he broke the kiss. His harsh breath
whispered in her ear was the most erotic sound ever. The thick tip of his cock
ran along her slit, and anticipation of his invasion of her made her breath
come in short pants.
    “ What do you want?” Rashid’s voice sounded strained and
thick with lust.   He held her perfectly
still, and she groaned in helpless need.   He removed her blindfold with his teeth, and Astrid blinked at the
sudden light, mesmerized by the intensity of his desire darkened gaze.
    “ Say it, my pretty. I want to hear you beg for it.”
    Female power
surged through her at the grunted words. He wanted her to beg, did he?   More like he was begging her. Trembles
started in his biceps and spread through his body, giving him away. His growl
grew deeper at the smile she gave him, his features ever harsher. Rashid held
himself still at her entrance, and his fingers dug deep into her butt cheeks.
The sweet pain on her abused ass made her bite her lips, and he flashed his
teeth at her in the semblance of a smile.
    “ Say it, my pretty, yield to me.”
    Dizzy with
her own desire and the knowledge that she was the cause of this powerful man
between her thighs fighting for control, the dark side of her brain reveled in
that power. It urged her to make him wait. She knew she would be punished,
craved the pain he was sure to give her, but something in his eyes stopped her.
A connection so deep she could not explain. It filled her with