at him. He was the fucking God of Sex, his touch was a drug, and I was the proverbial addict that would suck his cock to get my fix. His fingers pushed into my body again, deeper, and he chuckled, watching me ride them with a need so violent and dark that it shocked me to my core.
“Fuck, you’re the prettiest thing in this world when you need to come. Look at you, all lit up for me,” Ryder groaned, lowering his hungry mouth, licking me once then allowing his tongue to flick several times over my sensitive nub. “Look at you, so fucking needy, you’re riding my fingers to sate the desire of that greedy pussy,” he purred, removing his fingers to savage my flesh with his mouth.
I groaned through swollen lips that craved his hungry kiss. “Ryder, please,” I hissed when his tongue swelled within me, fucking me with it until I was riding his face instead of his fingers. His hands held my ass, trapping me against him as his magic stretched through me, driving my mind to a shattering bliss of ecstasy that he controlled.
Ryder slurped and growled against my flesh, sending a violent tremor racing up my spine. I arched my back and felt him pushing against my ass, whimpering the moment pain pushed through me. He pulled away, staring at what he’d just done.
“Such a tight, pretty ass.” He pushed against the plug he’d just inserted, smiling as he watched me fighting against the discomfort.
Ryder lifted his body, rubbing his massive cock against my opening. He released my arms, straps tied around both hands as he held me up before he reached for my hair, forcing me to look at his cock.
“No,” I whimpered, shaking my head, taking in the thickness of his erection. “That won’t fit, Ryder.”
“Maybe not like this,” he admitted, reaching up to tweak my nipples. “You’re my good girl, though, aren’t you, Syn? If I tell you to take it, you’ll take it all for me. All of it, right to the base of my thick cock.” He leaned over, licking one nipple before his teeth scraped over it. He continued to the next, slowly kissing his way up to my neck. His mouth sucked against my pulse as he pushed the thickened tip of his cock into me, growling at the low, desperate moan that exploded from my lips. “See, such a good girl for me, Synthia,” he whispered seductively. He pushed forward, and I howled at the burning pain as my body clenched around his.
Ryder continued sucking my pulse, growling while his cock held still, nestled in the cradle of my body. His fingers danced between our bodies, his thumb working slow, calculated circles over my clit. He wanted me to come, but I wouldn’t give it to him yet. I fought against it, ignoring the aching fullness he created. I refused to give in or succumb to his touch, though sweat beaded on my brow. I knew he had figured out my game when his deep, rumbling laughter vibrated through me.
Leaning back slightly, Ryder stared down at where our bodies were joined, then to my clenched hands against the red silk sheets that stuck to my sweat-covered body. My hair pooled out beneath me, still decorated in war braids even though it no longer held the crown of obsidian. I whimpered, fighting the need to come and stop the stretching pain that ached between my legs, turning into a burning sensation.
Ryder withdrew an inch, studying my face before pulling out of me completely, hissing at the sight of my flesh that was no doubt red and swollen from being stretched. Removing my restraints, Ryder picked me up and rolled me onto my stomach, placing a pillow beneath my head. Pushing my legs slightly apart, Ryder put the straps around my knees, instantly yanking my legs open wide, giving him full access to my ravenous core.
“Perfect,” he mused, pushing his fingers through the slick mess of my pussy. “I know you want to punish me. I get it. I’m a fucking asshole. I’ve treated you indifferently, and shown the horde I bow to no queen, not even the one I