Free Bewitch (Vampire Erotic Theatre Romance Series Book 5) by Felicity Heaton Page B

beneath him and waved a finger at it. It broke in two, leaving him with his wrists bound beneath him and her with a length of silver rope in her hands. She waved her hand again and it broke into two equal lengths.
    Elissa folded the two strands in the middle and held that part in her hand, leaving four lengths dangling free. She stared at him, an edge of uncertainty in her eyes, but bravery too, and a touch of passion and arousal.
    She brought the four strands of rope down, gently whipping his chest.
    It was wrong of him but he ached for more. He wanted her to strike him harder. He moved again, trying to taunt her into it. She had sworn to punish him if he moved. Her eyes narrowed and she struck him again, harder this time. The whip slashed across his chest and then his stomach, reddening his skin. Payne needed more.
    She struck again and the makeshift whip caught his cock.
    Payne grunted and arched upwards, hissing from how good it had felt.
    Elissa’s eyes were wide when he opened his.
    Shocked.
    She would end this game of hers now. He could see it. She would end it now that he was desperate for it to continue.
    Her expression lost its stunned edge and she rallied, striking his stomach again, even harder now. He swallowed and moaned, tried to hold them back so she didn’t stop. The whip slashed him again, one of the ropes catching the sensitive crown of his erection. He clamped his teeth together and the groan still slipped out, drenched in desire, thick with hunger and pleasure. It was loud and sounded obscene to him.
    Elissa blushed.
    “Are you bad?”
    He nodded. Very. She didn’t know how bad.
    She struck him again and again, and he relished every blow. He had never craved something like this before. Each time a moan slipped free, Elissa’s look changed, slowly altering to curiosity and then desire. She upped the stakes.
    She brought the whip down hard on his chest and then leaned over and kissed the marks, soothing his pain. This, he couldn’t take. It was too much. His cock strained, feeling her so close to it, her heat coming off her and washing over him. She whipped his stomach and kissed across it, licking away the red marks. He shouldn’t enjoy it so much. It was perverse. It was bliss.
    He closed his eyes and tipped his head back into the mattress, relishing the bite and the sting, and the sweet reward of her lips on his flesh. He purred inside, ecstasy flowing through his veins, leaving him heavy and compliant, sated but wound tight with need at the same time. He drank in the way whipping him excited and aroused her, and him too. It was a sweet, sickly, drugging feeling.
    His cock pulsed, constantly throbbing, painfully hard. Release coiled at the base, the crown so sensitive that the slightest brush of her satin bustier had him close to coming.
    She swept her lips along the latest whip mark and he absorbed her pleasure, getting drunk on her desire. He ached for more. He needed more.
    He deserved more.
    Elissa sat back and he cracked his eyes open, ready to growl at her to make her strike him again. She stared into his eyes, bewitching him, and lightly ran her fingers down the length of his cock, grasped his balls in her hand and tugged them.
    Payne couldn’t hold back. His release came upon him in a dizzying flash and he shot his seed onto his stomach, every inch of him quivering and straining, hips shallowly thrusting.
    Shame blazed a trail in the wake of his climax. The moment he had his breath, he craned his neck, stared at the mess on his stomach and then up into her wide surprised eyes. Her pulse was off the scale. Her expression softened and she lowered the whip.
    She frowned. “How long have you felt you deserved to be punished?”
    Payne growled at her and twisted his hands beneath his back, trying to break free of his bonds. There was no way he was going to lie here and let her ask that sort of personal shit. That hadn’t been part of their agreement.
    She stilled him by leaning over and