Free One and Only by Bianca D'Arc

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    Atticus groaned when she used her tongue on him. She teased the crown of his impressive erection, licking and sucking until he was ready to come. She felt the tremble in his limbs, but he refused her. He pulled from her mouth with an audible popping sound as she sucked hard to the last second. She was disappointed, but it was forgotten when he reached behind her and released the vines holding her wrists and untangled the dress and bra to let them fall to the ground.
    He lifted her to her feet and turned her around to face the tree trunk.
    “Hold on, wench. I promised you the lash and the lash you’ll get for being such a disobedient tart.”
    “What did I do, captain? I’ll be a good girl. I promise.” She was getting into the fantasy as he pressed her nude body against the rough bark of the palm.
    “You gave your virginity to some slobbering deck hand. You gave away what was mine, wench.” He used the vine to smack her bare back. It stung, but it didn’t hurt too bad. Lissa was shocked to feel her arousal, which had faded a little while she pleasured him, return tenfold. “You need to learn your place and how to please me, wench.” Another lash with the ropey vine landed on her backside, stinging the soft flesh and making her hotter.
    “From this day forward you will fuck only me. And those I give you to,” he added as an afterthought before the next blow landed on her upper thighs.
    “You’ll give me to others, captain?” she couldn’t help but ask.
    “Impertinent wench. Do not think to question me. That’s earned you another lash.” And the blow landed in the middle of her back, lighter than the others, but just as exciting. “You won’t question me again, wench. If I tell you to suck my first mate’s cock while I fuck you from behind, you’ll do it and no question. Do you understand?” Another blow landed while he awaited her answer.
    She was gasping with excitement by the time she managed to answer. “Aye, captain.”
    “And you’ll spread your legs for any man I choose to give you to while I watch, whether it be my first mate or my cabin boy. Do you hear me, wench?”
    “Yes!” she shouted when he landed the next blow right over the crease of her ass.
    “And you’ll take me up the ass while the cabin boy licks your pussy if I ask it, won’t you, lass?” He used the vine differently this time, bending it in half and riding it up the inside of her thighs, pressing hard against her pussy as she rubbed all over the tree, the vine, anything she could to give satisfaction to the flame burning her alive from the inside out.
    “Aye, captain!” She cried out as he pulled the vine away and lifted her by the waist, positioning her on her hands and knees in front of the palm. In less than a minute he was pushing inside her, thrusting deep from behind.
    “You’re a feisty wench, love, but I’ll tame you. You’re mine, do you understand?”
    “Yes!” She cried out as he pulsed within her, stroking deep and fast and hard, just the way she needed it. She was so close, it would take little to push her over the edge of the most intense arousal she’d ever known.
    “Say it, wench! Say you’re mine.” He bit down on her neck from behind, taking her blood and stealing her sanity.
    She screamed as she came, hurtling toward the stars in an explosion of passion unlike anything that had come before and took Atticus along with her. She felt the wet spurts of his climax as she twined her mind with his, experiencing his bliss as she shared her own.
    “I’m yours.”
    They stayed that way, both panting and basking in the glow of a magnificent climax for a long time before Atticus stepped back. He lifted her in his arms and took her over to a chaise lounge off to one side. They lay there together for long minutes, basking in the afterglow of the most glorious love she’d ever made. The wide chaise lounge was soft under her bare body and Atticus was warm against her.
    “Were you really a