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  Casey stared down at him in astonishment as the man stared up at her. His mouth was open. A wet, thick tongue teased her clit. The sensation made her clench her teeth to keep from moaning as spasms started in her pussy. He flicked her with his tongue over and over again. Pleasure shot through her at every sensation he caused. He stopped, tearing his eyes from hers. Intense eyes gazed at her sex. Argernon’s tongue entered her. He had a long, thick tongue that slowly invaded her body but then withdrew. He growled before he did it again. Then again. Occasionally he’d withdraw from her to torment her clit.

  It was torture. Casey wanted to come badly. Every time she thought she might he would back off to stop touching her, staring at her swollen, throbbing clit. He blew hot breath over her. His tongue would enter her or he’d tease her throbbing nub again. Sweat tickled down her body. Her throat felt dry from her moans and heavy breathing. He wanted her to beg him to fuck her. She was ready to. She hurt with the need to get off. She knew he could make her climax and Casey needed to come more than she ever remembered needing anything. His tongue withdrew from her body.

  “Do you yield to me, beautiful? Do you accept me?”

  “Asshole.”

  He growled. His lips covered her clit, his mouth totally enclosing her nub. He sucked on her hard, his tongue lashing against her clit back and forth with firm pressure. Casey cried out. Her body bowed on the edge of exploding. Argernon tore his mouth from her to growl at her again.

  “I can do this for hours. Will you endure it well?”

  Tears filled her eyes but she kept them tightly shut. No one could survive this kind of sexual torture. She didn’t doubt he could tease and taunt her for hours. Her body literally hurt from need. Her clit throbbed like a painful heartbeat between her legs. She shook her head no. Her eyes opened. She had to blink a few times to clear her tears.

  “Please, Argernon. I can’t take it.”

  Something flashed in his eyes. He eased his hold on her thighs before he gently removed each one from his shoulders until she hung with her legs closed. She fought a sob. He was going to just leave her sexually frustrated, hurting and needy. It was mean and just cold. He climbed to his feet on the bed. He reached up, his eyes locking with hers, as he gripped the chain to lift her from the hook.

  She moaned softly when he eased her down until her feet touched the bed. She stared up at him. His eyes softened like he cared as he lowered her arms. She gasped as the blood flow started to return. His large hands started to gently massage her arms and hands. He lowered his body to sit on the bed and he pulled her down on her ass.

  “I do not like punishing you, beautiful.” Regret flashed in his eyes. He kept eye contact with her as he kept rubbing her limbs. “It pains me to do it. I suffered with you. I hurt for you as much as you hurt for me.” He blinked. “Do you want me to make you come?”

  She just stared at him. The pain in her arms faded away as he rubbed circulation back to her hands. She saw him clench his teeth a second before his hands released her to push her on her back. The move startled her. Large hands spread her thighs wide open. She looked down at him as he moved between her legs on his knees.

  “Stubborn human woman,” he growled softly.

  Casey threw her head back as Argernon went for her clit with his mouth without giving a warning. His elbows pushed her thighs wider apart as fingers spread her sex more open to his tongue. Two fingers from his other hand slid deep into her pussy. Casey cried out as she almost instantly came. The climax tore through her brutally while Argernon sucked on her clit, hammering her with his two digits. She came so hard she was sure it was more than once.

  Releasing her clit, he slowly withdrew his fingers. Casey went limp and her eyes closed. She panted in exhaustion. Argernon moved on top of her so his body fit over hers, careful not to crush her. Opening her eyes, Casey met his intense stare.

  “I am in the same condition and I hurt,” he rasped. He entered her.

  Casey moaned as Argernon’s thick cock pushed into her. Her pussy was swollen and slippery wet so he eased into her even though it was a damn tight fit. She knew she was soaking wet. Just entering her and a single thrust was enough for him. She felt his cock pulsing deep inside her as his semen shot into her. He jerked from the power of his release, a groan breaking from his lips, as she watched his face while he came. Sweat trickled down from his forehead as his eyes opened. They stared at each other.

  Casey reached up, her chains rattling, cupping his face with both hands. She knew she should slap him but instead she just wanted to touch him. Their eyes locked. She didn’t understand how he could do that to either of them but she believed he’d suffered the sexual frustration with her. The man came instantly just entering her, just as she’d come so easily for him.

  “I hate punishment,” he whispered. “We both suffer. Do you understand?”

  She did. It made no damn sense to her but she understood it was a mutual suffering they had just shared. “Why do it then?”

  He blinked. “I am Zorn. You are my bound. You will understand in time.”

  Casey really doubted it but she didn’t say that out loud. Argernon shifted on her. A groan tore from both of them as he started to slowly move, fucking her again. She wrapped her legs around the back of his thighs, lifting the chain over his head to allow her to wrap her arms around his neck, and just enjoyed what he was doing to her body. She had to look away from his intense gaze. She couldn’t take it when he locked eyes with her while leisurely fucking her. It was too intense emotionally. His mouth went to her throat, kissing her skin there, and licking at her.

  He made her come again before he slowly withdrew from her body. He didn’t release her restraints. Instead he climbed from the bed as she lay there exhausted. She watched him walk naked to the drawer again. He pulled out another set of chains. She wasn’t afraid. She was too tired to get worked up over what he had in mind to do to her next. He climbed back onto the bed. Mutely she watched him hook the chain to the top of the bed. He attached the chain to the one holding her wrist. She just stared at him. He had in effect chained her to the bed.

  “I don’t trust you and I’m tired, Casey. It saddens me to do this.” He pulled her into his arms. His eyes left hers as he sighed deeply. “Control, lights off.”

  The room went dark. Argernon’s large, warm body wrapped tighter around hers where he was spooning her. She was comfortable. The chain was long enough that her arms weren’t pulled above her head. Her hands were curled at her chest. She shut her eyes to fall into an exhausted sleep.

  Chapter Six

  Casey paced. She could only move on one side of the bed. The chain wasn’t long enough to reach the outer door or the bathroom. She was wondering where Argernon was. He had awoken her two mornings in a row by letting her shower and use the bathroom. He’d eaten with her before leaving for hours at a time to work. He’d return with food, release her to use the bathroom and then he’d leave again. After two days she was tired of it.

  He’d come up with a new way to torture her by avoiding her. He slept fully clothed in the bed they shared but refused to touch her. When she would curl into him she could feel how aroused he was but he would roll away growling at her. It was also driving her crazy that he was barely speaking to her.

  The door opened as Argernon walked in looking tired. He studied her for a second before looking away. In his hand he held a tray of meats, weird looking fruits and a mug of something dark for her dinner. He headed for the bathroom after putting her food on the edge of the bed.

  She sat on the bed digging into the food. Argernon always left the door open to the bathroom so she could watch him strip naked out of his uniform with his back to her. He had a really nice ass. His back was broad and his arms were muscular. Silky black hair fell to his waist, just teasing the curve of his butt. He had beautiful thick hair that ran in waves down his tan, toned back. He stepped into the shower.

  This was torture too. She could see his hands as he touched his body. Large ha