Hellbound Heart novel Chapter 36

"Spread your legs open for me, princess." He commanded in a deep, vibrating voice. His hand had ever-so-slowly and finally crossed below her waist and was now resting on her legs. To be specific, it was placed right on her upper thigh. His palm was so hot, it was as though a flaming brand was being placed there, marking her as belonging to him.

Elle found herself obeying without any struggle, wanting him to bring his fiery hand to touch her now aching place so badly. Her face was blazing red as she opened up.

"Wider." He breathed, giving her a sharp nip on her earlobe. That almost tore another sharp sound from her mouth. "Not enough. More. Yes! Just like that. Mmm… That's my good and lovely wench..." he murmured words of encouragement and satisfaction when she did according to his wishes. Normally, she would have found this appalling and demeaning even. However, what he was doing was only causing the heat to burn even hotter down there. She could feel herself getting so wet.

Elle could only shut her eyes – whether in embarrassment or anticipation, she did not quite know – as she felt his hand trailed on the insides of her thigh. Intense anticipation gripped her as she waited for him to touch her there, where she was most sensitive. But again, he took his time, delaying and making her wait, driving her crazy. But all she could do was bite down on her lip and stay docile and patient in his arms. She did not want to beg him like some desperate and wanton woman again. But oh lord… this was much harder than she had ever anticipated. She had not expected for herself to be stuck in such a situation.

When his fingers finally brushed across her there, Elle heard his curse rumbled low in her ear. "F*ck. Look at that wet pretty c*nt…" these words left his mouth as he suddenly palmed her center. "Do you know… do you have any idea on just how wet you are right now? Huh? Princess?"

She did not know what she should say. Her mind was no longer working normally as before. Her mind was blurred, and her focus was fixed on nothing else but these delicious sensations and his… his hard, hot and throbbing manhood against her behind.

"Answer me."

"I… I d-don't know…" Was all she could stutter out with labored breaths.

"Fine… I shall show you then." He replied delightedly before starting to play with her folds, sliding his fingers up and down with sweet shallow motions. And without warning, he sunk his fingertip into her wet entrance. Elle stiffened at the invasion of his thick and blunt fingertip as she stifled a sound that he had elicited from her. "Easy there…" he whispered, "relax your body, princess."

That coaxing deep voice was like magic that had relaxed her jolted nerves. And before she knew it, she could feel nothing but pleasure as her focus was fixed to where he was touching her. Her whole universe had sharpened and was fully concentrated on that one place. Until his finger was sliding in and out inside her in a delicious rhythm.

"F*ck." She heard him curse again. His voice seemed to be getting more strained.

And then he suddenly stopped and pulled his finger out of her. A protest was about to be torn from Elle's lips when he lifted his hand right before her face. The moisture on his finger all the way to his palm had her eyes stretching wide in embarrassment and shock.