My Wife, My Rules – 36. chapter

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When Aiden returned to the chamber, he locked the door behind him automatically. Then he stopped right by it. Not because he hesitated, but because the sight of Tess deserved silence. She lay almost motionless, though not as he’d left her. Her shift was pushed up under her ass, thighs bare, pale, drawn tight. She must’ve thrashed. Hard. Trying to defeat the bonds.

His gaze traced her exposed body, the cords still holding her wrists. Faint scratches along her forearms. Fists clenched tight.

He stepped to the bed so he had Tess directly in front of him and looked her over without shame.

“I adore your obedience,” he said, still devouring her with his eyes. “But I’ll admit, this has its own appeal as well.”

Tess knew that look. She knew exactly what he intended.

“Don’t you dare!” she screamed and strained against the bindings again.

He smiled with confidence.

“You can bet I will!”

“I don’t want this!” she cried and kicked at the air, nowhere near reaching him.

His eyes flicked to the wall beside the bed. Heavy metal sconces. Perfect. He circled the bed and stopped at her side. He reached for her wrists, untied them swiftly, and kept both cords in his hand. Tess tensed and slipped off the bed, but the moment her feet hit the floor, he caught her elbow and pressed her back to him.

“Come now… this isn’t the time to run,” he scolded in mock reproach. “You’ll please me,” he whispered, aroused.

“No!” she fought him fiercely.

He pressed her to the wall. Tess writhed, struggled, kicked. He turned her back to him and pinned her chest against the cold wood.

“Let me go!” she shouted, but he was already wrapping the first wrist and fastening it to the iron. She fought, but he held her whole body to the wall while he bound the other hand as well.

“You can’t treat me this way!”

He gently took the forearms of her firmly bound arms and pressed against her, not with force now, just enough to underline the contact of his pelvis.

“I can do whatever I want with you,” he said quietly, threatening and aroused.

He tore the thin shift from her and stepped back. Arms stretched high above her head, slim pale body fully drawn out. A wild fall of hair ending just above her ass.

He stepped closer again. Placed his palms on her hips and slowly dragged them up to her shoulder blades.

“There. Now we can begin.”

She growled. Aiden’s hand slid along her back again, from the small of her back up to her neck beneath her hair. Then he grabbed her hair, wrapped it around his hand, and pulled back firmly, tipping her head just enough. He leaned to her ear, close enough to know it stirred her, and whispered,

“I can fuck my wife whenever I feel like it.”

Tess tried to twist as a wave of heat shot through her body, but the bindings gave her barely the width of a hand. She whimpered when she realized she couldn’t escape, and Aiden smiled in satisfaction. He loved winning over her body.

“The bonds suit you,” he continued. Her body twisted after every whispered sentence. He knew arousal was already preparing her body for him. He just didn’t know whether he needed to fill her immediately and remind her of his strength, or slowly show her how well he knew her and how every sensitive place would always belong to him.

With his free hand he moved to her breasts and Tess whimpered again.

“Why don’t you go to Viktoria?” she snapped. “She’d gladly give it to you whenever you want.”

The suggestion surprised him. He released her hair and slid his hand from her breasts down between her thighs, straight to her folds.

“I can’t imagine why I’d want a cheap substitute when I own the real diamond.”

Tess clamped her thighs together as hard as she could. At least that much she still could do in the bonds.

“Maybe because I don’t want you!” she snapped angrily.

He whispered at her ear again,

“Luckily, that doesn’t interest me in the slightest. I decide how much pleasure you get, and when. Have you forgotten?”

He withdrew his hand from between her thighs. Tess snarled in fury.

“Get used to helplessness, little cat,” his voice turned softly threatening. “Your escape earned you many properly hard lessons in behavior. And they’ll begin the moment Viktoria gets out of our house. Believe me, there’ll be enough of them to make you behave like an obedient wife.”

Tess clenched her fists in rage, hating how his words tightened her stomach with arousal. She despised herself for how easily he could control her with nothing but his voice.

He placed his palms on her hips and knelt behind her. He spread her ass and pressed her pelvis to the wall. And when she could no longer move at all, he pressed his tongue to her asshole.

“God, no!” Tess cried, but there was nothing she could do. He began circling the tight entrance with his tongue, the touch wet and hot. He moved the tip slowly, deliberately, until her body yielded. He kept going until she began to moan softly. Then he slid his tongue to the crease between her thighs, still held tight together, though not as firmly now. She wouldn’t open further, so he returned and licked her until she gave in and shifted her feet, spreading her legs slightly. He pushed his hand between her thighs, forward to her folds. His fingers moved over them. His tongue moved lower and pressed into her wet entrance.

Tess moaned and didn’t resist at all anymore. He devoted himself to her, intent on drawing several orgasms from her first. He knew that once he entered her, by the time he reached his first release, she would come several more times. That was how he liked it. Wearing her body down with pleasure. Deciding whether she’d get just enough, or whether he’d torment her with it until she reached the limits of her strength.

After the third orgasm, her knees buckled. He wrapped an arm around her waist and held her up.

“I’m not finished with you yet,” he whispered at her ear.

She whimpered softly. He held her weight for a few minutes until she recovered at least a little. Then he let go, and when she remained standing, he began unfastening his trousers. Tess drew a deep breath, shut her eyes, and rested her forehead against the wall.

“I love this,” he rasped. “When you wait for me like this.”

He finally freed his dick from his clothes. There was no time to undress fully. He grabbed her hips, pulled her back to him as close as the bonds allowed, and thrust into her hard. Tess swallowed a cry as he pressed her back against the wall with his whole body.

“Scream,” he murmured as he began moving inside her fast. “Go on, scream. I’ll be glad when Viktoria finally knows about you.”

But Tess clenched her teeth. Even as he sped up. Even when he drove her into another orgasm. She never cried out.

Unlike him.

When he thrust into her at his peak, he came close to shouting himself.