Ronin grabbed the box holding his surprise and dropped to his knees in front of her.
Amery’s eyes went big. Her response was garbled by the ropes in her mouth.
“What’s this? It’s called a lotus blossom. Similar to the butterfly sex toy in that it has a remote control. But the petals contour more to the curve of your sex.” The straps were thin, and with the way Amery flailed around, he’d have to readjust them.
Once he had the lotus blossom situated, he turned the vibrator on.
“Oomgld! Wtrooglooee?”
“Ever heard of orgasm torture?”
She shook her head wildly.
“That’s where I make you come. Over and over. As many times as I want. Until you can’t take it anymore. Until you beg me to stop.” Ronin traced his fingers up and down the insides of her thighs, watching that pretty pale skin tremble. “But you can take a lot, can’t you?”
Another violent head shake.
Ronin stood and held the remote. “Let’s test that. Better brace yourself.” He flicked it on, keeping it on low. He grabbed the hook he used for rigging assistance and attached the wide belly strap on the Y chain.
Amery had cranked her head to see what he was doing.
He turned the vibrator to high. Then he stood behind her, holding on to her bound wrists so she didn’t pitch forward when the orgasm hit. “Look at yourself. Any second, the vibrations will take over and you’ll be helpless to do anything but watch how beautiful you are when you come.” His mouth brushed her ear. “Close, baby?”
She nodded.
He nibbled on her neck. Gifting her with soft little bites and tiny sucks until her breathing was labored. When her eyes drifted to half-mast, he said, “Watch yourself. Watch me watching you.”
Their gazes connected again, and he saw her bite down on the rope. Ronin could feel the pulse in her throat against his lips, and he growled against her skin. “I can almost taste you. Sweet. Salty. Creamy.”
She unraveled. As soon her orgasm abated, she slumped against him, and he turned off the vibrator.
“I am so crazy about you. Crazy scared about all the things you make me feel.” He wrapped his hand beneath her jaw. “Look at what you do to me. I’m about to crawl out of my damn skin from wanting you.”
“Den dake mee.”
“Oh, I’ll take you.” He nuzzled her temple. “I’ll take you someplace you’ve never gone. As soon as you can’t take it anymore.” He swept his thumb over her distended lip. He leaned close enough to press his mouth to hers. His tongue snaked out and followed the rope. He sucked in her shallow breaths as he let the very tip of his tongue tease the underside of her top lip and the ridge of her teeth. “One more and I’ll take the gag off,” he murmured against her mouth. Then he turned the vibrator back on.
Good thing he’d held on to her because her knees buckled.
Amery tried to get away from the vibrations, but thrashing caused the rope to saw into her neck and the corners of her mouth.
Ronin’s eyes met hers in the mirror. “Don’t fight it. Let it happen.” He placed his hand in the center of her chest and slowly moved it up to slip a finger underneath the rope at the hollow of her throat. “You look breathtaking in my ropes. Regardless of whether you’re naked, or clothed, you’re as regal as royalty and yet . . . you still wear the blush of innocence. Neither is an act with you. That is you, Amery. It’s beautiful and compelling and mine. I do this to you. No one else.”
“Oomgld. Leez.” Almost against her will, she released a muffled wail. Her body trembled.
Ronin latched on to the sweet spot below her earlobe and sucked, making her tremble harder. After the climax ended, he clicked off the vibrator and untied the gag. As soon as her mouth was freed, he kissed her with gentleness and surety. “You’re doing good, baby.” He kissed the corners of her lips. “So good.”
“You weren’t kidding about orgasm torture,” she panted. “My whole body is jumping like a live wire.”
“This time I’ll keep it on low longer.”
“What? Again? Why?”
“Because you knew what I needed—to step a foot off that ledge. You gave it to me. I’ve always sated that need with violence. But now I can sate it with you.” Ronin murmured, “How many more orgasms until you beg me to stop?”
“I—I don’t know!”
“Do you know how fucking sexy it is knowing that your pussy is completely under my control? I can do this”—he flicked on the switch and she gasped—“and watch you fly apart.”
“Ronin. Please. I can’t. What . . . oh, god, is it pulsating?”
“Guess I hit the random switch.” His mouth cruised down the slope of her neck. “Like that?”
“Yes. No. How can I be coming again . . . oh, oh, oh.” Amery threw her head back, and her soft wail curled around his body like a silken ribbon.
When she came down from her climax high and was panting softly, he put his mouth right on her ear. “This hot little ass of yours? Is mine tonight.”
Amery seemed too blissed out to answer, so he reiterated, “Tell me what I want.”
“To fuck me in the ass.”
“Beg me to fuck you and give you a break from this.”
She shrieked when he cranked the vibrator on again. “Please, Ronin. Make it stop. Then take whatever—fuck me however you want. Please.”
Ronin fed her hungry kisses. “My reward for capturing you? I will fuck you as long and as hard as I need.”
“Yes.” Amery turned her head and rubbed his cheek. “But I don’t think I can stand up.”
“I have a suspension rigging set up.” He moved to the side, pulling the strap over her head and settling it in her midsection. “Lean forward, baby. That’s it. Now slide your heels out.”
“I feel like I’m floating.”
“You will be by the time I’m done with you.”
She closed her eyes and moaned softly.
“Eyes on the mirror. Watch me.” Ronin stood behind her, heart and cock pounding with anticipation as he scraped his fingertips up the backs of her thighs. Then he smoothed his palms over those soft buttocks and pushed the dress up her back.
“You look like some conquering hero about to take the spoils of war,” she said, her voice a rasp of awe tinged with fear.
“I am.” He reached for the lube and squeezed a generous amount on his fingers. “Relax, and it’ll go a little easier on you.”
“But not much.”
“Make no mistake; it’s gonna hurt.” He swirled the slickness around the tight pucker of her anus and eased the tip of his finger in.
Their gazes remained locked as he prepared her. One finger, then two. The intensity increasing every time he pushed deeper. “But that’s what you want, isn’t it?”
Amery whispered, “Yes. Do it.”
Ronin shed his gi pants and stroked his cock, adding more lube.
Her ragged breathing, wide eyes, swollen mouth, and her binding fueled his need in a way he’d never experienced. He pressed the head of his cock between her ass cheeks, following the line of her crack until he met that resistant little hole. Grabbing her hips, he pushed past the ring of muscle trying to keep him out. He did pause momentarily, loving the tight squeeze of her muscle at just the head of his cock.
Amery bit her lip and tried to drop her head.
“Look at me.” He eased inside her fully.
Jesus fucking Christ. Hot and tight repeated on a loop in his brain. He began to move, slowly and steadily, so he could feel the anal passage clamped around every inch of his cock. He worked in and out of her virgin ass in a modified version of seven samurai. Five slow strokes; on the sixth stroke, he pulled all the way out, keeping the head of his dick against that tiny spasming pucker, then counting to seven before he slammed into her fully.