Abigail
My back hit the cool silk sheets of the bed. I barely had time to glance around the room and catch my breath before Finnegan- Ares- was on me, his hands gripping my ankles, spreading my legs wide.
"Stay," he commanded gruffly and the deep timbre of his voice went straight to my very exposed pussy.
My teddy was pretty much ripped to shreds-god, Finnegan was a monster in bed. I watched him move to a sleek cabinet against the wall, my pussy clenched, aching for his cock even though I had just had my mouth full of it.
It was exactly because of that, that my pussy gushed shamelessly, juices rolling down my pussy lips in beads, disappearing down between my ass cheeks. That thick meaty dick pushing against my throat, I had to feel it pulsing against my cunt walls soon.
He opened the cabinet and my breath caught.
There were ropes, cuffs, things I couldn’t even name because my head was all ditzy from being rough handled. He selected a black silk rope, snatched a conFinn from the cabinet and came back to the bed, looming above me like the god of war he was supposed to be.
"Arms up," he ordered.
I lifted them above my head and stretched them toward the corners of the bed. His hands wrapped the silk around my right wrist and a soft sigh escaped my lips at the feel of the silk on my skin.
He tied it to something built into the bed frame and switched to my left wrist, his chest so close to my face. I pulled on the firm rope, rearing my head up to flick my tongue at his skin.
"Easy," He growled, reaching down to smack on my tits. A loud yelp of surprise slipped from my lips. "I tell you to stay, you fucking stay. Got it?"
"Yes," I whimpered, throwing my head back.
"Good." He moved to the foot of the bed, wrapping his hand around my right ankle.
He lifted my leg, bent it, bringing my knee up toward my chest until my thigh pressed against my ribs.
What...What was he doing?
Then he tied my ankle to the same anchor point as my wrist.
"Ares," I gasped as he did the same with my left leg.
Holy fuck. I was completely spread open, my arms above my head, legs bent and raised with my knees almost touching my shoulders.
My pussy was completely exposed. I couldn’t close my legs if I tried to and I was completely at his mercy. Cool air hit my soaked dropping cunt and I whimpered.
"Look at you," he growled, standing at the foot of the bed, green eyes fixed hungrily on my cunt. God had he looked at me like that on the plane? "You can’t close your legs or hide that pretty pussy from me."
Heat flooded my face and my entire body.
"Please," I begged when his finger traced down my inner thigh, so close to where I needed him, but not touching. "Ares fuck, you know what I need,"
"You need what I give you." His finger moved closer, brushing against my outer pussy lips. "When I give it to you."
I tried to push my hips forward, to make him touch me properly but the silk around my hands and legs held me back.
"Fuck!" I cried, glaring at him. "Are you going to shove your cock in my pussy or play games all fucking night?"
A deep chuckle filled the room. He reached for his shirt and stripped it off, his cock jutting up with milky drips of precum rolling down the tip.
His body was incredible. He was all hard planes and defined muscle, abs flexing as he took deep breaths.
"You want this?" The taunting jerk wrapped his fist around his pulsing shaft and gave it a sweet slow stroke.
"Yes," I panted, licking my lips hungrily. "God, yes."
He rolled on the condom on his thick juicy shaft, climbed onto the bed and my eyes rolled when his cock was right there, so close to my entrance. He rubbed the head against my slit, up and down, collecting my wetness on the tip. I thrashed against the ropes when he pressed the tip down hard on my clit.
"Beg better," he commanded, still teasing my pussy until I was sure I would go up in flames.
"Please, Ares," I sobbed. "Please fuck me. I need your cock inside me. I need you to pound my pussy. Please. I’ll do anything. Please- OH FUCK ME!"
He had slammed into me. One deep brutal thrust and his huge cock was buried to the hilt. My pussy was so full, so stretched and a shudder tore through me when he pulled back out, until the knobby tip was just left in my pussy and slammed in again.
And again.
The bed shook. The restraints held me in place to take his hot hard pounding.
"Yes! Yes! Oh god, yes!" I screamed.
He pounded into me, hard and brutal, each thrust driving deeper than the last. The wet sounds of his cock driving into my soaked pussy filled the room.
He growled, gripping my thighs for leverage and fucked me harder, deeper. The headboard slammed against the wall, my tits bounced with each thrust, my head thrashed around and then I felt it.
No. No, no, no.

Please don’t fall. Please don’t fall. Please don’t-
Oh god.
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