Novel Full Chapter 216: A Little present*
Chapter 216: A Little present*
Elion closed the door to his room with a soft click, the sound echoing faintly in the quiet space.
The usual automatic lights failed to flicker on, leaving the room shrouded in dimness. Instead, the soft glow of the bedside lamp bathed everything in a warm, intimate amber hue.
“….!#”
His breath caught sharply in his throat as his eyes adjusted to the scene before him. In that moment, he realised that this would be a night he would never forget.
There, sprawled across his bed, lay Mira. Her emerald green eyes sparkled with raw, unbridled lust the moment they locked onto his.
She was completely naked, her lithe, sexy body on full display under the lamp’s gentle light.
Her pale skin was flushed with anticipation, and her perky breasts rose and fell with each excited breath.
But that wasn’t what made his pulse race hardest. No, it was the way her slender legs splayed wide open, revealing the glistening pink folds of her juicy pussy.
The lips of her flower were puffy and wet, with a trail of her juices already trickling down her thighs toward her slightly raised ass, making the sheets beneath her damp.
It was clear that she had been playing with herself at some point in time before he came in here.
She really hadn’t left anything to chance.
The second most shocking detail was the thick, coarse ropes that bound her ankles securely to the sturdy wooden legs of the bedframe, forcing her legs apart in a vulnerable V-shape that stretched her inner thighs.
Her wrists were lashed together above her head, tied to the ornate top bed posts with the same rough hemp, pulling her arms straight and rendering her upper body immobile.
A more intricate rope crisscrossed her body like a web, biting into her flesh just enough to leave faint red marks.
It looped around her slender neck in a loose collar, then dipped down to encircle the base of each breast, squeezing the soft mounds upward and outward, making them swell and jut prominently, veins faintly visible under the skin from the pressure.
The ropes continued around her narrow torso, cinching tight enough to restrict her breathing slightly with every inhale, accentuating the curve of her waist.
Lower still, they wrapped around her hips and dug into the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs, yanking them even wider to expose every inch of her shaved pussy.
Her clit is peeking out, swollen and begging for attention, while the entrance into her vagina twitched invitingly.
Elion’s breath quickened the more he looked at this scene.
His cock immediately stirred in his pants as he stepped closer, his boots thudding softly on the plush carpet.
He stopped at the edge of the bed, towering over her bound form, drinking in the sight and even gulping slightly.
The air in the room carried her scent; musky arousal mixed with a hint of vanilla from her skin lotion.
He leaned down onto the bed and approached, only stopping his face mere inches from hers, and then he reached for the black ball gag strapped between her lips.
The rubber sphere, which was wet with her saliva, popped free with a wet, obscene sound as he unbuckled the leather strap from around her head.
Drool trickled down from the corner of her mouth, and she licked her lips slowly, her tongue darting out to taste the freedom.
A sly, seductive smile curved her full red lips as she spoke, “Like my present, husband?” Her voice was husky and breathy, the warm air brushing against his face as she leaned up as much as the ropes allowed.
Elion chuckled, “How the hell did you even tie yourself up like this all on your own?” Without waiting for a full answer, he slid his hand between her spread thighs, two thick fingers sinking roughly into her soaked pussy with a wet squelch.
The wet heat enveloped his hand instantly, and her walls clenched greedily around the intrusion.
She arched her back, or she tried to, but the ropes held her firm, making her let out a sharp gasp. “Ahhhh!”
Her inner muscles fluttered wildly, sucking at his fingers as he twisted them deep, curling to stroke the spongy front wall.
Juices coated his skin, dripping down his hand. “You’d be surprised what a woman can do when she’s desperate to please the man she loves,” she moaned, her hips bucking futilely against the restraints, chasing more friction.
Her pussy squelched audibly with each pump of his fingers, the sound lewd in the quiet room.
“Where did you even get all this rope?” he asked as he watched her face contort in pleasure, eyes half-lidded and cheeks burning red.
“Mmmm… from that little lingerie store in the city,” she whimpered, her breath hitching as he scissored his fingers wider, stretching her entrance. “Ahh, fuck… the one with all the naughty toys hidden in the back.”
Elion arched a brow, a flicker of recognition hitting him.
Was it the same shop where he’d first spotted Celeste browsing those delicate lace pieces? The thought sent a possessive thrill through him, but he pushed it aside.
He withdrew his fingers slowly, deliberately, watching as her pussy lips clung to them, reluctant to let go.
They came out glistening, strings of her pussy juices connecting them to her hole before snapping.
He brought them to his nose, inhaling her tangy scent, then sucked them clean with a growl. “Mmmmm…”
She was drenched, and her pussy was weeping for more. The lovely pink folds looked shiny and swollen.
There was definitely no need for gentle foreplay tonight; the elaborate setup screamed her intentions loud and clear.
Mira craved roughness today; she wanted to be used like a fucktoy, and to be pounded like a streetwalker begging for coin.
If rough play was her game today, he’d play it to the hilt— and dominate her until she screamed his name.
Elion licked his lips slowly once again.
’This will be fun.’
He leisurely stripped off his sweaty uniform with gentle tugs, peeling the shirt from his broad shoulders to reveal a chiseled chest dusted with his dark hair, which had grown longer lately, muscles honed from training flexed under his smooth skin.
His pants followed; he kicked them aside along with his boxers and boots, leaving him gloriously nude.
His nine-inch cock sprang free, thick and veined, the shaft curving slightly upward, and the head already flushed pink and leaking a bead of precum.
It throbbed visibly, the veins pulsing even more with his heartbeat.
He gripped Mira’s hips and yanked her backward across the sheets, the motion making the ropes creak and pull tightly.
“Ahhh!”
Her bound legs bent at the knees, forming a deep curve that arched her ass up slightly, the harness dug deeper into her thighs and made her gasp in a mix of pain and delight.
Her arms strained against the wrist ties, her shoulders pulling as the bedframe held firm. Elion slid onto the bed and knelt beneath her, the mattress dipping under his weight.
His large hands cupped her firm ass cheeks from below, his fingers sinking into the plush flesh, while his thumbs came inward to play with her inner thighs.
He spread the skin around her little pink flower apart to get a better view of her dripping slit, hovering just below his cock, which was on her pelvis.
“Ahhh….!” Mira looked down at him, her face framed by tousled black hair. “I want you to ruin me tonight, Elion,” she urged. “Fuck me until I can’t walk, mark me everywhere!”
A wicked grin spread across his face. “With pleasure, my little slut.” He shifted his hips, gripping his cock at the base with one hand while the other steadied her waist.
He slapped the bulbous head onto her folds for a bit, making her whimper, and then he nudged it against her soaked entrance, parting the slick folds.
Her pussy lips kissed the tip; they felt hot and welcoming as he teased her clit with shallow rubs, making her whine and grind down impatiently.
“Mmmmmm….Please put it in already!” Mira begged, nudging her hips forward.
Elion grinned, “You can do better than that, Mira. Beg for it like you mean it.”
Pah! Pah!
His slap his dick heavily on her folds once again. “Ahhhh… Please fuck this whore with your big dick!”
Finally, he aligned himself perfectly, the veiny length pressing against her pink, quivering hole.
With a firm thrust of his hips, he began to push in, slow at first to savor the stretch, her walls opening up to him inch by inch around his girth.
“Ohhhhhhh….YESSS! finally!” Mira’s breath hitched as the thick head of Elion’s cock steadily stretched her squishy insides.
Inch by inch, he sank deeper, her slick walls gripping him, fluttering around the invading girth.
“Ngggg~ Ahhhh!” She moaned loudly, the sound raw and desperate, her body straining against the ropes that held her spread and helpless.
“Oh god, yes… fill me up, just like that, Elion!” she gasped, her voice breaking as he bottomed out, right up to the entrance to her womb, and his heavy balls pressing flush against her ass.