Darkest kink

At Least that's what I had thought but my body didn't follow my orders. I ended up coming in the prison where Loren was chained.

The dark and cold corridors of prison had only fire flames as a source of light. My boot's metallic sound echoed in there alerting the prisoners. Guards immediately bowed in front and made my way inside the corridor. Some hybrids were imprisoned there who didn't die.

"I'll step inside . You all leave," I ordered the guards. They hesitated for a second but left as soon as I glanced at them.

I unlocked the iron gate of Loren's cell and saw him kneeling down, his hands spread open by chains that held him tied. His body gradually hangs like a dead corpse covered in stale blood.

I marched until I was right in front of him. I glided my hand to his head, yanking his hair the way his head tilted up and Loren Ragnar groaned like a caged wild wolf showing me two large sharp fangs. I looked deep into his flickering golden eyes, displaying my bottled-up anger.

He returned my hostility with a sadistic laugh. " Why are you here?" He asked, shaking in his miserability.

"I came to see you..."

I wasn't done talking when he interrupted in the middle by his enthusiastic laugh mocking me. I held his hair pulling him close to my face. " Can't you see your condition yet you dare to laugh?"

He didn't pay attention to my question and kept laughing like a lunatic. I've never felt this insulted. I loosened my grip from his hair and pulled out my leather whip.

"I see you still have strength to insult me."

I landed a hard whip on his bare body, skinning off his outer tissue of wound. Fresh viscous liquid oozed covering his stale blood.

After a few whips I sensed my hands were trembling. I looked and noticed my palm was in a mess because of the force I exerted on whipping him.

'And he's still full of energy. I'm so pissed off. Why am I like this in front of this man ?' I gritted my teeth in annoyance throwing the leather whip gods knows where.

I was about to leave when Loren pulled me back by his disturbing comment.

"Do you perhaps regret hurting me ?" He asked, in a very low voice.

"No."

"Very well." He sighed and calmed down. Back to his lifeless posture , he lowered his face.

My steps instinctively got close to him. I couldn't help but feel miserable. Why does his voice sound so painful to me ? I was feeling a strange flow of mixed emotions. I've never regretted hurting him... I mustn't regret taking my revenge but why all of sudden?

"Loren, how were you able to detect my location even when I had erased my scent?"

He raised his face up instantly and gave me a surprised look as if he was confused too.

"I-I don't know either...," He answered.

'Bastard thinks I'm not able to tell he's lying on my face!' I cursed under my breath. Leaning forward close to Loren's face, I whispered," You want to see me naked right?"

He kept staring at me without saying a word. I couldn't help but yell in irritation.

"You are bastard Loren. Now I think about it you were always aloof around me. Was it because you couldn't get my love?"

I held his face, choking his hard jaws. I was furious at his silence because I know he's guilty. " Speak bastard. I f**king hate your silence."

He kept quiet and looked somewhere else, ignoring my existence. But I can't let him ignore me. I took a step back untying my corset.

"Martina, what are you doing?" He rasped, shockingly staring at my actions.

I smirked sliding the corset down on the ground. My sleeveless dress came down to my waist revealing my half naked body.

"Damn Martina! What have you done ?" He cursed, closing his eyes. His slender fingers grasped on the chains tightly.

His pale skin radiated a dim glow in the dark cell. His broad shoulders and packed chest muscles got me addicted to keep looking. My eyes slowly moved down his slim waist and noticed his loose belt in his pants. Lose enough for his dick to pop out, thick veiny shaft.

'God I'm losing it...' I came on my knees and crawled at him. He was shaking in embarrassment and trying every possible way to avoid seeing my naked body.

I took bold steps towards him as if my anger had eaten that little shame inside of me. Loren clenched his jaws, resisting to get far from me . The iron chains clanked together producing sharp, resonant sound when Loren tried to break them.

I was fast to react and pinned him against the wall. My hand crawled on his rough chest whilst I kneeled down close to him. My other hand getting hold of his neck and forcing him to look at me.

"M-Martina...?"

His voice had turned deep husky and I could feel his erection poking into my belly button. My body jolted from the sensual touch of his hard thing.

'Bastard Loren, since when did you start feeling this way for your brother's wife?' I cursed, biting my lower lip.

I slowly stroked his soft red lips with my thumb.

"You should stop being shameless..." He murmured but his words didn't match his body's actions. He was getting hotter and harder every passing second.

"Shh...let me make you more miserable."

I whispered slowly, my other hand pulling off my gown, our eyes locked together as my naked body touched his.

My lips moved close to his and kissed him slowly. He was quick to respond and locked his lips with mine. He started sucking on my lower lip desperately like he wanted to swallow me down.

I closed my eyes allowing him to lead , my nails scratching his bare skin pulling him close and deep. I slowly moved my hands and stroked his dick's head. Gosh it was hard and burning hot. " Get hold of it Martina... squeeze it...," Loren groaned between our desperate kisses.

I smirked knowing I've finally reached for what I was aiming for. I wanted to make Loren more aroused, mad , crazy for me. Just when he thought I was melting in his seduction I pulled myself away from him.

His pleading golden eyes begged for me. Like a wild animal he groaned, clanking the chains to get free.

"I know you have dreamt of sleeping with me. But I'll never let your fantasy be true..."