Warrior's Pain (Cadi Warriors Book 4)(51)

Riley had read about a third kind of orgasm that could be achieved when the head of a man’s cock thrust against the far recesses of the vagina. That had to be what she felt lashing her in waves.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” Riley grunted unable to catch her breath.

She still felt the wonderful heat of Cyprian’s drugged kiss. It mixed with his fervent thrusts, twisting her tighter. Riley was spiraling faster and deeper, toward a culmination unlike anything she believed possible. She feared what would become of her when she snapped.

Her stomach clenched, doing mini crunches as her thighs quaked. Riley’s head tossed back and forth as the ecstasy peaked, then ripped through her. She’d been enslaved by the devil himself. That’s the only thing that explained the way every part of her shattered into a million pieces.

“Mine,” Cyprian roared.

The possessive declaration that vibrated deep from his chest, added to the searing inferno. Cyprian was the picture of male dominance, with his fangs bared menacingly, as his hips strained, and his pulsing cock surged deep into her pussy.

Riley felt his hot seed spray her spasming channel, as he snarled. His cum was drugged, just like his kiss. Riley contorted off the bed when the chemical euphoria hit her bloodstream. Every neuron shorted out and her heart skipped a beat in her chest. Her vision turned bright white, and she wondered if she was dying.

This has to be heaven… or hell.

Riley collapsed, succumbing to the intensity. She didn’t even mind Cyprian’s massive spent body pressed against hers, as they caught their breath. It felt right somehow.

Riley came around, when Cyprian rolled to the side and untied her. His fingers gently stroked her breasts and ribs, dissipating the tingling feeling from where the ropes had been. The tender way Cyprian touched her was the opposite of what she expected from a man who’d bought a sex slave.

Riley shook free of the soft notion before it took root in her mind. She couldn’t let the occasional tender touch, or euphoric orgasm, sway her from the facts of her situation. She was Cyprian’s slave, plain and simple.

At some point, you need to look inward, and discover why you had the best sex ever with your captor. You can say it’s his crazy bite, but you were getting wet the second he tied you up. Sick girl.

A loud banging on the door, pulled Riley from her thoughts.

“What?” Cyprian growled.

“Open up.”

Cyprian huffed, tossed a blanket over Riley, then pulled himself out of bed. The man didn’t seem to care that he was naked when he answered the door.

“I need to talk to you,” Vintor insisted.

Vintor glanced at Riley wearing a frown, then stomped to the bathroom.

“Stay there,” Cyprian insisted as he followed the other demon.

Riley couldn’t get up if she wanted to. Although she wasn’t about to tell Cyprian that, since he was back to dishing out commands. If she wasn’t so blissfully lethargic, she would’ve flipped him off.

Ass, Riley retorted silently. A nice ass, she thought as she admired his retreating glutes, but still an ass.

“What do you think you are doing with the female?” she heard Vintor say before the door closed.

“Don’t lecture me,” Cyprian growled in reply.

This sounds like quite the conversation.

It probably wasn’t wise to test Cyprian’s patience, but this discussion was clearly about her. Plus, she never actually agreed to stay in bed. Riley hauled her butt up, ignoring the way her thighs quivered. She wrapped the blanket around her, tiptoed over, and put her ear to the door.

“I understand why you mounted her in the competition. But what do you think you were doing just now?” Vintor demanded angrily. “Do you have any idea what it sounded like out there? Even those bastards were starting to get concerned at the way she was crying out.”

Great. Everyone heard you. You couldn’t be a quiet girl, could you?

“Don’t say another word,” Cyprian snarled. Even through the door the inhuman sound was frightening.

“This was not the agreement. If you’re going to continue this way, I’ll be forced to remove her from you,” Vintor said with a snarl of his own.

Riley’s eyes widened. She didn’t know what arrangement they were talking about, but Vintor was obviously pissed at the way Cyprian fucked her.

“I bound her,” Cyprian hissed.

“You what?” Vintor barked in shock.

He tied me up. Get over it. It’s not that perverted.

“I would’ve hurt her otherwise.”

“Then maybe it would be best if you handed her over to me.”

No don’t. Riley couldn’t bear the thought of being passed off to another man.

“Don’t repeat those words again,” Cyprian snarled.