...With each suck he pulled something from her, a long, thin line of ecstasy that seemed to start in her belly and pussy and move through her in a long, slow wave. By the fourth suck, her entire body was affected, and she arched her back and screamed again.
It was too much. Something had to happen, some explosion that would relieve the pressure building inside her and bring a climatic end to the torture. She needed to come.
He slid a long finger inside her and fucked her gently —too gently, too slowly, too good. She hadn’t known such sensations existed.
Please, please. She couldn’t speak, could barely form coherent thoughts, just hoped soon he would release her to orgasm.
When she thought she might rather die than continue with such unending pleasure, he finally pulled his fangs from her flesh and straightened.
His skin was brighter, his once-black eyes were now blue fire, his hair shiny. He unbelted and dropped his robe, where it was immediately scooped up by an attentive Dominique, and he walked to her side to show her his erection.
“This is what you have given me, Natasha.”
He was whipcord lean and slim, without a single ounce of fat evident on his pale body. His hard cock was long and thick with an angry reddish head that somehow must fit inside her. His dick was huge, like a fleshy battering ram. It almost looked too big for his body and the sight of it inflamed her to the point that she jerked at her restraints, angry.
“Please!” she cried, afraid that he’d leave her deprived and hurting. “Please, Master!”
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