A slow, dark chuckle vibrated from his chest. "You want me to touch your pretty little pussy, huh?" His words were vile, filthy — and it made Stella's body pulse with desperation.
"Yes," she begged, her voice cracking. "God, yes!"
Simon's smirk deepened. His hand slid up her inner thigh, his thumb barely brushing her drenched core, but he didn't give her what she wanted. "I don't think you get it, little fish," he rasped, his fingers grazing over her panties torturously slow. "I'm not gentle. I don't give you soft touches. I wreck. I destroy. I fuck you until you forget how to fucking walk. Is that what you want?"
Stella's hips bucked, her walls clenching painfully. "Yes—oh my God, yes, Simon! Please—"
"Goddamn," he hissed. "So fucking desperate for me."
Without warning, he latched his mouth directly onto her clit.
"AHH—fuck!" Stella screamed, her body jerking off the bed as his tongue flicked harshly over the sensitive bud. His large hands gripped her thighs, pinning her down as he devoured her like a starved man.
"Oh my God—Simon!" Her back arched violently, her fingers yanking at his hair as his tongue fucked her relentlessly.
Simon didn't stop. In fact, he only got rougher. His teeth grazed her clit, his tongue moving in unforgiving strokes, and when she tried to squirm away from the intensity — he growled, tightening his grip on her thighs. "Don't you fucking run from it. Take it."
"I can't—oh my God—Simon!"
Simon's dark chuckle vibrated against her core, his tongue plunging deeper, and her entire body exploded. Her orgasm hit like a violent wave, her thighs clamping around his head as she screamed his name like a prayer. But Simon didn't stop.
He kept sucking. Kept devouring. Kept overstimulating her until she was sobbing. "Stop—Simon, I can't—"
"You can," he growled against her.
Stella was still shaking when he finally pulled away, his mouth glistening with her arousal. His gaze snapped up to her — and it was deadly. Dark. Starving.
"I'm still hungry." His voice was raw.
Stella's eyes widened. "W-what?"
Simon reached behind her, unclasping her bra and yanking it off her body. His eyes locked onto her heaving, exposed breasts — and something dark flickered in his gaze. "I want a taste of you, little fish. In more ways than one."
And before she could even react — his fangs sank into her breast.
"AHH—!" Stella screamed, her entire body convulsing in overwhelming pleasure. His sharp canines pierced her soft flesh, but there was no pain. Only mind-numbing, raw euphoria. Her core clenched violently, another orgasm building fast just from the way his mouth sucked at her breast, his fangs dragging across her skin.
Her nails clawed at his shoulders. "Oh my God—Simon, I'm gonna—"
"Come for me again," he growled, his mouth still latched to her breast, his tongue lapping at her blood. "I want you to come while I fucking feed from you."
Stella shattered. Her second orgasm hit her like lightning, her walls spasming violently as her juices flooded out of her. Simon groaned darkly against her breast, his hips grinding against her thigh as his hunger consumed him.
After a few agonizing moments, he finally released her breast with a sinful, wet pop. His tongue swirled around the bite mark, sealing it, his dark gaze never leaving hers. "You taste fucking divine, Stella."
Simon kicked his pants aside, his dark eyes fixed on her, smoldering with something raw. Something dangerous.
"It's going to hurt," he murmured, voice low, predatory. He gripped her thighs, spreading her open as he lined himself up, the thick head of his cock pressing against her clit, teasing, tormenting. Then, without warning, he thrust inside her.
Stella screamed, her back arching off the bed, wrists still bound. Pain tore through her, sharp and overwhelming, but he didn't move. Not yet. He watched her, his expression unreadable, waiting for her body to adjust. Slowly, he reached up and unfastened the cuffs. The moment her hands were free, she clung to him, nails digging into his shoulders.
He started moving—slow, deep strokes that burned, then melted into something sinful. The pain blurred into pleasure, and a soft moan slipped from her lips, her body yielding to him. She gasped, shuddering beneath him.
"Harder," she begged.
A wicked grin curved his lips before he pinned her wrists above her head again, his grip unrelenting. His mouth latched onto her breast, biting down just hard enough to make her whimper. Then he drove into her—fast, brutal, each thrust stealing the breath from her lungs.
She shattered around him, her climax tearing through her in violent waves. He wasn't far behind, growling her name as he filled her, his release hot and claiming. But he wasn't done.
Simon cleaned her up, but his hunger hadn't faded—it had only sharpened.
"Tired?" he taunted.
Stella smirked, her breathing still uneven. "You forget that I have a very strong stamina. You trained me yourself, remember?"
His gaze darkened. "Oh, I remember. You in those tight gym clothes, pushing yourself to the limit. I wanted to fuck you senseless every damn time." He dragged a stool to the edge of the bed and sat down.
"Touch yourself," he ordered.
She hesitated, heat creeping up her face. "Simon, I never—"
"You will," he cut in, his voice thick with authority. "You can do it."
A desperate whimper escaped her. His voice—so dark, so possessive—completely unraveled her. With trembling fingers, she reached down, brushing against her slick folds. A sharp gasp left her lips at the sensation.
"That's it, baby," Simon groaned, his hand wrapped around his cock, stroking slowly as he watched. "Play with your clit. Let me see how fucking desperate you are for me."
Her head fell back as she rubbed slow, deliberate circles against her clit. Her hips lifted, chasing more, her body already teetering on the edge.
"Faster." His tone was a command, a warning.
"Simon—" she moaned, her fingers plunging inside herself, her other hand kneading her breast. The pleasure coiled tighter, unbearable, her body begging for release.
"Fuck, look at you," Simon groaned, jaw clenched. "My wife. Touching herself like a filthy little slut. All for me."
Her movements became frantic. She was right there—
"Don't come."
Her entire body froze. "W-what?"