Page 9 of Alaric's Hidden Gem

“A little fear can heighten pleasure,” he murmured. “I can control humans and vampires when required, but I cannot mesmerise you.”

I pulled my eyes away from his lips to look at his eyes. He had no reason to lie. Before I could say anything, his hands blurred. I heard the T-shirt rip and fall down my back.

“The sound and scent of your blood makes me want to kiss your flesh with my blades,” he said, trailing his finger from my collar to the side of my breast where he bit me.

His knife work stung, but each time he licked the wound, it numbed the pain.

“You left your name on my back,” I said softly as I remembered seeing my back in the mirror.

He rubbed his thumb over my lips before he pushed it into my mouth.

“You're mine, Ms Bryant,” he said, rubbing his thumb over my tongue. “Your tight holes, blood and body belong to me.”

His thumb pressed down on my tongue before he dragged it over my teeth and rubbed it over my bottom lip. His eyes were focused on my lip, but with the blink of an eye, he lifted me up, and before I knew it, I was lying on my back, swinging in the air.

“You've got to stop moving me at that speed,” I groaned, holding my stomach.

He was too busy manoeuvring my legs on what appeared to be a sex swing—a comfortable padded one at that. I glanced up at the black ceiling to see the hook was in a dark gunmetal colour. He did something that made me drop, and I gripped the chains of the swing, but I didn't fall. He’d lowered the back support on it so my head was lower.

Once my legs were restrained and spread apart, I felt him tug on my wrists as he attached them to the chains with the cuffs. He spun me around a few times until his dick was on my face. When I could focus again, I saw his shorts crumpled on the floor. His speed was an unfair advantage.

“Patience is not my strong suit,” he said as he gripped the chains of the swing and began to move me so his hard cock rubbed my face.

No kidding. He’d gone from asking me out on a dinner date to abduction within a matter of hours.

“Open wide for your Master,” he said sharply. There was no mistaking the command as his deep voice echoed around the room.

I automatically did as he asked because I didn't want to know what he would do to me if I didn't obey.

“Stick your tongue out,” he said in the same commanding voice.

Once my tongue was out, he placed his balls over me.

“Get my balls wet with that hot little tongue and suck them.”

My legs twitched within their restraints, and my pussy grew wet, but I began to run my tongue over his heavy balls. His hand gripped my breast before he tugged on my nipple as I struggled to cover all of his flesh with my tongue.

“Good little fuck slave. Suck your Master's balls,” he murmured.

I moved my head to capture one in my mouth. My teeth grazed over his flesh, and he groaned. He pinched my nipple, making me gasp before he began to massage my other breast. My nose and mouth were wet from my efforts, but I continued to suck his balls in my mouth and lick them. It was easy to glide my tongue over them since he had little pubic hair to hinder my efforts. I didn't know much about the BDSM scene other than a few stories I’d read, but the power dynamic was degrading to a submissive. Sadly, my body and brain worked against me. The edge of pain from him pinching my nipple made me ache for him to fuck me.

I shouldn't fear for my life, but the fact that he would turn me into some kind of mindless slave only available to serve his needs.

“Good girl, suck harder,” he said, cupping both of my breasts.

I momentarily paused before I acquiesced. I was tied up again and didn't have much choice.

Chapter 9

Alaric

When she sucked harder, I squeezed her breasts and rubbed her nipples, avoiding my earlier bite mark. After so many years of sex, my tastes had become depraved. I wanted her to become my perfect pet. A slave for me to devour in any way I chose. With that thought, I pulled my balls out of her mouth.

The sight of her wet mouth and chin made me smirk. Her lips were as pink as her flushed cheeks. I released her breasts to place my cock over her wet pink lips. Her mouth was open, and I slipped the thick tip of my dripping cock between her lips before I held the chains of the swing. The air was filled with the sweet musky scent of her cunt, and I had to control myself, unlike my earlier efforts. I wanted to tease and torment my little human.

“Swallow,” I commanded before I moved the swing closer towards me whole, pushing my cock deep inside her mouth until I hit the back of her throat.

I felt her mouth widen and watched as my dick moved back and forth in her mouth. My cock throbbed, and I pulled her towards me and thrust harder to force myself down her tight opening. Her hands jerked in the cuffs as she made a muffled choking noise.