Eliana had forgotten all about the stupid collar. She fuckin' hated that collar. She had half a mind -- and like that, her thoughts were cut off by the sight off him au naturel.
"You tease. You know how it looks," Eli said, cute frustration lacing her voice.
She reached down to give him an affectionate stroke as she arched her body to entice him into entering her. "Please? I need you. Right now."
Ah, the magic words, this made Mal happy. Silently he would move on top of her, no words, and the only sounds coming from him would be the sounds of his movement. He'd place the head of his member against her entrance as he would shift his hands to onto her arms, pinning them in place. He'd kiss along her shoulders, till he neared the base of her neck, biting down sharply and sucking on it slowly, swirling his tongue over the spot.
Releasing when he was sure there'd be a mark left, giving one last sinister grin he'd drive his cock deep into her. When he reached the base he'd stop completely, holding preventing her from moving as well by adjusting his grip on her arms.
Releasing when he was sure there'd be a mark left, giving one last sinister grin he'd drive his cock deep into her. When he reached the base he'd stop completely, holding preventing her from moving as well by adjusting his grip on her arms.
Eliana cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure as he drove himself into her. Her face was flushed from all the foreplay and she looked as if she were having trouble focusing on any one thing. She tried desperately to shift under him and get more comfortable, but his hold prevented her from doing so.
It hurt; hurt in the best way imaginable. She squirmed again, finally opening her eyes (she hadn't even realized she'd closed them in the anticipation) and meeting his. The ache of him lessened, and her groans indicated when her pleasure overrode her distress.
"Move," she commanded frantically. "Please, move."
She threw her head back, fingernails digging into the palm of her hand as she repressed the urgency building in her gut. She just needed him so damn fuckin' much, and he wasn't moving. It was driving her mad.
"Master please. I need you so bad."
And with that last sentence Mal got what he was wanting, hearing the urgency and need in Eli's voice only bolstered his own need. Giving them what they both wanted, he'd slowly pull his hips back, nearly taking it out, them he'd hammer his hips to hers. And Mal would continue the repetition of slow but very forceful thrusting, enjoying the sight of her tits bouncing to the rhythm.
Of course he would still have her arms pinned in a way to limit Eli's own movements, it was more fun for Mal to see her struggle as he moved his hips.
Of course he would still have her arms pinned in a way to limit Eli's own movements, it was more fun for Mal to see her struggle as he moved his hips.
Because she couldn't move, Eliana took to screaming instead. And man, was she loud.
"Oh fuck! Fuck me, master. Fuck me. Harder! Make the bed rock." She closed her eyes lost in the moment. "Teach me a lesson, sir."
She was becoming more agitated the longer she was held down. Eli didn't like being restricted. She wanted to touch his skin, take him in, play with him any way she could.
"Let go. I want to touch you."
He decided this would be more fun if she was able to move her hands about and touch. So he'd let go, placing one of his hands on the base of her neck, the other would be roughly groping her breasts.
Mal thought it was a good time to pick up the pace, he'd increase his rhythm, not taking his time to pull his hips so far. He continued the roughness, making sure she was well aware of his frustration and anger and jealousy through the pounding of his hips against hers.
Mal would stay silent for now, this was more of a personal preference, letting his actions speak louder than his mouth. And from her noises and moist feeling around his cock, he was a fluent speaker.
Mal thought it was a good time to pick up the pace, he'd increase his rhythm, not taking his time to pull his hips so far. He continued the roughness, making sure she was well aware of his frustration and anger and jealousy through the pounding of his hips against hers.
Mal would stay silent for now, this was more of a personal preference, letting his actions speak louder than his mouth. And from her noises and moist feeling around his cock, he was a fluent speaker.
The moment her hands were let go, Eliana used the freedom to hold onto his broad shoulders, clawing into his broad shoulders. She had relaxed a good deal since he let her go. She had never done well with constraint.
"As fun as missionary is," Eli said, "you should take me from behind. Gets you deeper." It would be more painful, with how hard he was moving, but Eliana enjoyed that pain. She wanted more of it. She wanted to be so full she felt like she was choking.
"God, I love you," she said the words before she had much a chance to think about them. Maybe it was just the heat of the moment. Eliana was glad her face was so red as it were, it made it impossible to realize she blushed.
His hatred would melt a little when she said the words, he'd drop the persona briefly and his eyes would go soft, kissing her lovingly, "I love you too." He'd whisper, giving her a bit of a smile before it dropped back to his stern face.
He'd slow to a stop as thought about doing other positions, "A different position sounds like a great idea, on your knees my pet." He'd say, quickly pulling out and backing away, watching her expectantly.
He'd slow to a stop as thought about doing other positions, "A different position sounds like a great idea, on your knees my pet." He'd say, quickly pulling out and backing away, watching her expectantly.
Eliana returned his kiss, and in that moment, she was content in all things. But that moment passed, and the second it did, Eliana switched seamlessly back to her desires.
With a minx-like grin, she flipped herself onto her stomach and slowly rose her lower half in the air. She shook her butt teasingly at him. For this position, he could see the glisten of her juices along her legs and her pussy. At this point, 'ready for him' would have been an understatement.
"Yes, sir," she said with only a little snark to her tone, but rest assured there was snark to be hard. It was the natural order of things, Eliana being complicated.
For a moment, Mal contemplated getting dressed and going for a walk to punish this smartass but his urge to fuck her was too great. He raised himself grabbing onto her ass and squeezing it in his hands, a pleased smile from the feeling would form.
Mal would grab his member and slide it into Eli, the moisture was almost enough to make it too easy to go in but there was still some resistance as she was plenty tight. He quickly found out that he could go much deeper with this position. And, almost immediately he took advantage of this fact, thrusting much faster and harder than before the position change.
Mal would grab his member and slide it into Eli, the moisture was almost enough to make it too easy to go in but there was still some resistance as she was plenty tight. He quickly found out that he could go much deeper with this position. And, almost immediately he took advantage of this fact, thrusting much faster and harder than before the position change.