HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION (An Erotic Billionaire Romance) novel Chapter 80

Meadow’s POV:

A shiver of anticipation ran down my spine as I felt the leather come around my second ankle.

My core pulsed nonstop, my body squirming as his words settled into my mind.

“So what’s the safe word?” I breathed.

Alaric didn’t answer right away. Instead, he walked to the side of the bed. I followed him with my eyes, twisting as much as the spreader bar would allow. His hand disappeared behind the headboard, as if he was looking for something.

And then I heard a sound.

It was a soft click, followed by a low whirring sound that had the hairs at the back of my neck standing at attention.

“What is that?” I asked. My voice was shaky despite my attempts to make it sound firm.

I twisted some more, watching the headboard…slide open as the sound deepened.

What kind of headboard was this?

My heart rate quickened, pulse hammering against my ears as a set of chains descended from the now open headboard. There was a black leather cuff attached to the end of each of the chains.

I realized with a start that he was going to use those on my wrists. But that wasn’t even the shocking part.

My tongue dried in my mouth. “You… have those built in?”

Alaric spared me a glance. I couldn’t read the expression on his face until he smirked, amused. “Of course I do.”

He tugged one of the cuffs free. “Hands above your head, baby.”

I wasn’t sure why I hesitated, but I did. My gaze darted between the restraints and his hands. If Alaric did this to me, I wouldn’t be able to touch him. I had already seen the earplugs and the blindfold. The bar between my ankles was already keeping me wide open.

A sensory deprivation test. All I needed to do was feel.

“Hesitating is against the rules, Meadow,” Alaric said, voice so deep and low. “Don’t make me punish you for it.”

I lifted my arms, my core pulsing at the thought of him punishing me with his belt, or other things from the tether room. The padded leather closed around one wrist with a sound click, and then the other. I was able to rest my hands on the pillows above my head, but that was as far as I could go.

Alaric finally stepped back from me, watching me carefully, his gaze dragging over my naked, vulnerable body slowly, and when he looked in my eyes, another rush of heat flooded my core.

The way he was looking at me–like I was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. And like he wanted to eat me up.

And then he picked up the blindfold, and he came close again. My chest rose and fell harder with every single shallow breath I took.

Alaric leaned forward, one knee on the bed. He reached for my hair, pushing it away from my face. “You have no idea how fucking phenomenal you look right now,” he murmured.

I swallowed as my eyes fell to his chest, and down to his pants where his bulge pushed against them.” You haven’t… You haven’t told me the safe word.”

His eyes flashed for a second, and then-

“Käfig.” His tongue rolled around the German word deliciously.

My brows furrowed. “Kay–fish?”

Alaric let out an amused breath, scraping his teeth across his bottom lip like he was trying so hard not to laugh. “Sure.”

“Well, how do you expect me to remember that?”

“If you think you’re going to need it, then you better not forget it,” he replied simply. “I’m going to blindfold you now, baby. Lift your head for me.”

My breath stuttered as I did as he said. The softness of the fabric over my skin made me let out a little moan as Alaric tied it into a knot behind my head.

“Kay–fish,” I repeated, testing the word on my tongue. “What does it mean?”

“I’ll tell you after,” he murmured, right before I felt a sharp smack on the inside of my thigh, very close to my pussy. “Too many questions, Meadow.”

I yelped, but the sting was gone almost as soon as it appeared.

And more heat spread to my core. “Got it,” I breathed. “I’m sorry, daddy.”

I couldn’t see him right now, but I could tell that he had paused. And in a few seconds, I felt his hands against my ears. “Let’s see if you’ll still have that smart mouth on you by the time I’m done with you.”

The foam grazed my skin. “Repeat your safe word.”

“Kay–fish.”

“Good girl,” Alaric murmured.

The vibration wasn’t even intense. It was mild, but right now, all I could do was feel, so even the mildest pressure could feel intense.

It wasn’t long before Alaric started to move it down my body, my ribs, my abdomen. A warm feeling spread through my insides, following the movement of the vibrator. The lower he went, the more I whimpered, wanting it to get to the place where I ached for it most.

I bit down on my lip, bracing for it to finally touch me…

But it didn’t. Instead, it moved across my hips, and then back to my stomach. “Seriously?” I muttered in frustration.

The next thing I felt was a smack on my thigh. An act of punishment. This time, it was sharper, the sting radiating straight into my core. My hips jerked, but before I could cry out in pain, I felt the buzz directly on my clit.

“Oh, fuck!” I heaved desperately as my back arched. “Alaric!”

The bed dipped near my legs as he pressed the vibrator near my clit. I could hear the faint hums, but other than that, there was nothing. I could feel the smug control in the way Alaric held it there, not quite giving me the pressure I wanted. Craved.

My toes curled.

“Please, daddy…” My whimper came out sounding pathetic. “More.”

His touch completely disappeared.

“No!” I breathed. “No, no, don’t stop.”

I was nearly a sobbing mess by the time I felt a pressure against my folds again. Not the vibrator this time. It was thicker.

I stopped breathing. Instead, I bit down on my bottom lip, small cries escaping my mouth as Alaric pushed the toy in slowly. Not all at once, just… inch by inch.

This wasn’t like his finger. It was slightly thicker and firmer, and it felt foreign as well. I had never used a dildo before. My legs strained against the bar.

Alaric paused, his hand resting on my hips, letting me adjust to it. I felt warm air on my skin right before his lips pressed against my pelvis.

He was kissing me there. Telling me to relax. To trust him.

‘That’s it, baby,‘ I imagined him murmuring into my ear. ‘I’m only getting you ready to take me.’

My mind flashed with the thought of his cock replacing it, thicker and harder and…so much more. I couldn’t wait. And then the toy started to move again, shallow at first, and then deeper, stroking in and out of my slimy walls until I was panting for more.