~Matteo~Looking through the drawer, I grinned, finding the small black velvet bag I had not used in a while. Pulling the pink silk thread, I checked the contents and smiled, pleased with what I found inside. Posed to close the drawer, I paused, seeing a silken blindfold. Tilting my head to the side, I looked over at Emmy, seeing her watching me despite my order to close her eyes. "Well, well, I guess that answers that!" I grinned, grabbed it, and closed the drawer. Heading over to the base of the bed, I watched her eyes still drinking me in hungrily. "Do you not want to remove your trousers? You must be cold!" She uttered, watching me, a smile tugging at her lips. "I am hot-blooded!" I shrugged. "But if there is another reason you want me to take them off, please voice it!" I grinned, calling her bluff. As if sensing my game, she pursed her lips tightly, a sign she would not give me what I wanted.. not yet, anyway! Kneeing her leg's back open, I leaned over her, placing the velvet
~Matteo~ "Use your words!" I demanded, licking at her nipple greedily. "Tell me exactly what you want!" "Your mouth, lower.. between my legs!" She stammered, her breath catching in her throat. With a grin, I stroked her nipple between my fingers while biting at the other over the metal clamp. Hearing her confession had my dick pulsing with excitement. "Fuck!" I growled; the way she moaned with pleasure would be enough to finish me if I wasn't careful! My fingers slid down her body, paying attention to her natural curves the whole time my mouth played tribute to her beautiful breasts."You're gorgeous!" I admitted, stroking my hand lower between her thighs and across her wet slit. She raised up to meet my touch, and I clicked my tongue in disapproval while removing my hand, wanting her to know she would not be setting the pace. I would. "So needy!" I teased as I feasted ravenously on her tits, those beautiful rosy nipples as hard as points from the clamps and the way I nibbled an
~Matteo ~ "I can't wait to eat you; I am going to cover your pussy with my mouth and devour you until you are begging me to stop." I admitted sliding a finger inside her and coating her pretty slit with the proof of her arousal. "I won't ask you to stop!" She whined, grinding her hips against my finger. I wanted to push a second inside her, but fuck she was so tight I couldn't. "If you want me to do that, if you want my lips on your body, you have to open yourself to me.""I am on a bed, naked and blindfolded. How much more open do you want Matteo? Stop stalling." She growled in frustration. With a sly smirk rolling over my lips, I laid out my terms."Draw your knees up, and open your pussy for me. Do you understand?" I questioned. Only a second passed before she drew her knees up and exposed her dripping pink slit to me, leaving me with no doubt that she wanted this! "Not so shy anymore, huh, baby!" I teased, staring at the beautiful view before me. She had no idea how hard I was
~Emmy~"Matteo?" I asked as I opened my eyes. I had been coming around for a few minutes, and visions of Matteo and I had been dancing across my eyelids, sending a flush to my cheeks and a familiar warmth to my core. God, If I had known sex could feel like that, I would have agreed to marry one of the boys in the community years ago. "Like your mother would have let you!" Dierder announced, making me groan. Turning over in the bed, expecting to feel Matteo beside me, I frowned as my hands searched the bed to find it empty. The soft blue bedding I had been lying on, now replaced with fluffy white shit! Bolting upright, I gasped as pain shot through my breasts from my nipples. Given what I had allowed him to do to me last night, I guess that was to be expected. Cupping my chest, I frowned, feeling the softest silken material covering me, not to mention the sensation of something pulling on my boobs."What the.." Pausing, my eyes fell on the PJs I had been gifted from Matteo when I ar
~ Emmy ~"Fuck! Creep much!" I snarled, recovering my breasts as they pulled in the most erotic of ways. Looking up at the male as he turned, I sighed deeply. I rolled my eyes, seeing it was the same guard from yesterday. I knew better than to wait for him to answer. Pushing past him, I headed down the corridor to the central part of the penthouse, where I assumed Matteo would be at this time of day, most likely eating his breakfast while reading whatever outdated newspaper he had delivered. For such an attractive son of bitch he sure liked weird shit! Standing in the doorway to the dining room, my eyes surveyed the scene before me: the same table as yesterday set up for breakfast, with the same chef as yesterday standing at the seat at the head of the table. Matteo's seat! I watched through narrowed eyes as the chef poured coffee. I could smell Matteo, even if I couldn't see him. Waltzing over towards the table, my arm still cupping my chest, I paused, seeing Matteo's shoulders st
~ Matteo ~ The way those eyes of hers blazed with defiance made my cock twitch uncontrollably. She was sublime; even after last night's events, she refused to surrender and submit to me. A fact I liked! There was no way she hadn't noticed the clamps attached to her perfect tits. I had tightened them as much as her skin would allow, the little lock keeping them in place. The only way she was getting them off without ripping her nipple off with them was with the key I had in my pocket. I thrived when in control; it's how I had managed to make something of myself, within the world of sex and sin, but also as the alpha to the rogues. It was me who had united them under one pack. It was me who ran them, me who controlled our world and territory. I was renowned for my ability to command respect and obedience, and that is how I liked it and planned to keep it. Something I was more than willing to teach this feral beauty in front of me. Her lips parted in a groan as I ran my finger over t
~ Emmy ~ That dirty smirk on his lips had the air rushing from my lungs. Despite my better judgement, I found myself smiling at the feeling of Matteo running his fingers up the side of my hip, across my rib cage, to my sensitive nipples. They ached dreadfully, and not just because of the contraption he had secured in place but for his attention. "Such a good girl!" He praised me when I felt my nipples harden somehow within the metal cage. I craved him so much that it was physically painful. Something he evidently knew, given the glimmer in his eyes, that even I knew was lust. With an arched brow, he gently ran a thumb over the tip of my nipple, creating a passioned groan to tear from my throat. "And these?" he asked, rubbing his finger over the nubs, parting my lips breathlessly from his delicious touch. I let the air I desperately needed fill my lungs while debating my answer. I wanted to tell him they meant nothing. That he meant nothing; however, we both knew that would be a li
~ Emmy ~Matteo may be used to getting his way, but I had spent years fighting against my mother's apron strings, so if there was one thing I knew, it was how to sulk and throw a tantrum worthy of an Olympic medal. Snatching up my PJs, I quickly shoved my feet and arms into them, being careful not to irritate my already sore nips.I pursed my lips, pondering what he was going to do when my only set of clothes needed washing. It's not like he had to take the time to get me any other clothes to wear. I couldn't help but wonder how he would like it if he only had the clothes on his back to rely on. "Don't do it!" Rae groaned in the back of my head as a plan slowly formed."Why not?" I asked with a wicked grin as I looked over my shoulder at the chef, who was quietly cleaning up Matteo's plates after breakfast. "Because he will be furious!" She interrupted, making me smirk slowly."GOOD! I am angry, too!" I barked with an eerie chuckle that didn't seem right coming from my lips."Would