《Unveiling the Arcane》Dante
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I walked out of the closet to see Sage laying obediently in the center of the bed with her head on the pillow. Those blue eyes tracked me across the room as I approached. Her eyes fell to my hands, and I swear I could see the fire burning there. "You need a safe word," I told her trailing my fingertips from her shoulder down to one of her wrists.
"Lavender." She responded quickly.
"Good, hands and knees now," I told her and watched as she complied almost instantly.
I got onto the bed behind her standing on my knees as I undid her pants and slowly pushed them down her hips giving her time to stop me. Pulling them free of her legs I couldn't help but admire her ass. The lacy black panties she was wearing framed the pink of her skin poking out under the edges. Tucking my fingers into the waistband I pulled those down as well reviling the still pink flesh from the marks I left behind. I could have purred in approval I was so satisfied with them. "Up on your knees," I ordered and a shiver went down my spine as she complied without hesitation.
I yanked her shirt off over her head before removing the bra that was hiding her breasts from me. "Back down," I spoke and she did.
I stood from the bed again standing beside it as I picked up the long length of rope I had pulled from the closet. It was a soft paracord that was gentle on the skin and easy for tying. Clasping her wrists together I got to work trying them together before fastening them to the headboard. Pulling the rope under her I tied her elbows together. My hand caressed the swell of her rear before pushing her forward so Her face was close to her wrists and her elbows were bent. Tying her knees next so she wouldn't be able to move her legs as they were tied to the same rope as her elbows and wrists. With the last length of rope, I wound it around her back and tied it into the ropes at her elbows so she wouldn't be able to move it out of the perfect curve that stuck her ass into the air beautifully.
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I moved away to look over her position. I wanted nothing more than to slip deep inside of her right now. Instead, I teased her and myself with gentle caresses from the back of her knees up to her hips. A whimper escaped her as I repeated the motion but up the inside of her thighs this time. "You've been such a good girl." I told her my hand traveling up her spine to burry in the hair at the nape of her neck, "Haven't you?"
"Yes sir," she said panting as I pulled lightly at her hair.
"Do you think you've been good enough to deserve to come?" I asked my grip pulling just a little more.
"Please, sir." She plead shifting her hips as much as she could.
My hand slid from her hair and back down her spine. I watched as goose bumps broke out across her skin. Letting go of her completely. I watched as she shifted her hips trying to get some relief. I ran one finger through her slit and across her clit before bringing it to my mouth and sucking it clean. "Mmm, you taste delicious," I told her right before pushing one finger inside of her.
She tried to buck her hips back against me, but the ropes kept her still. I added another finger and she groaned out loud. Without waiting for her to get too comfortable I pushed another finger inside of her. A mewling moan escaped her as she cried out. I wrapped my arm around her waist to rub her clit with my other hand. She got louder and louder as I moved faster. "When you come for me, I want you to scream my name. I want everyone downstairs to know how I made you feel." I told her pressing harder on her clit.
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"Yes sir," she responded between the moans escaping her.
I increased the speed of the fingers inside of her. I felt the tension in her body increase. Leaning forward I bit the slope of her shoulder just as she exploded around my fingers. "Dante! Fuck yes!" She shouted while her body trembled and clenched.
I pulled my fingers out of her and she grumbled in disappointment. "What do we say after someone gives us something nice?" I asked her
"Thank you, sir," She responded.
I hummed in approval. I stood from the bed "Unfortunately you're not the only one that needs punishing." I told her with a smirk.
She looked up at me from her position still tied up on the bed. "What?" She asked carefully.
"I'm still mad at the twins," I told her before turning my back on her and walking towards the door.
"Dante where are you going?" She demanded.
I didn't answer her as I left the room and headed down the stairs. I had dinner to eat after all. "Hey dumb and dumber! Go get your mate out of my room." I shouted to them.
"You asshole," Sage shouted from the bedroom.
As I walked down the stairs the twins hurried up towards me their eyes watching as I sucked my fingers clean. I smirked down at them as I passed to go eat something. I heard them rushing up the stairs hushed whispering being shared between the two.
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