SPELLBOUND

Gavrael thought that the torture was over but oh how wrong he was to think that he was going to be let off so easily. His beloved Evie was moving so excruciatingly slow, and he could do nothing to speed it up but stiffen and groan out in agony.

And thus, his wicked queen's torture continued until Gav felt like his blood was going to burst out of his veins.

"Evie… enough teasing me… oh, please…" he could not stop himself from begging now. He just wanted this endless foreplay to be over. Wonderful it may be, but with her dragging it out like this was just going to kill him!

Talking when making love was not his style but he did not have a choice right now but to force the words out of his mouth and beg this little wicked queen of his.

"Gods Gav, I'm trying…" she uttered but still not increasing her snail's pace at all. She looked like she was enjoying herself immensely, savouring him being inside of her.

"You're not, Evie. You're trying to kill me." He grumbled.

She chuckled as it sounded cute to her. But it was not the sweet and adorable laugh that always brighten up his world. This time, her laugh was full of mischief yet so damned erotic at the same time. And he did not know why this wicked side of her seemed to keep turning him on. It somehow was adding up to his agony.

"You are loving it, Gav… right? What I'm doing to you?" she was smiling as though she was the big bad beast between them now. "You like that I'm teasing you like this… the proof is how thick you are right now." she whispered and slowly dragged herself up his thick length, tightening her inner walls to tease him more. And he could only let out a feral sound again.

"Tell me, my love. Be honest and tell me you are totally loving this… what you are really feeling right now." She added. Her hands were kneading her own breasts now as she looked down at him with those dreamy and lusty eyes.

The sight of her that moment was almost enough to make him jerk if this wicked queen did not pause her hips and took a full on halt on her movements.

He clenched his jaws so hard that he was quite convinced he would shatter his teeth anytime now. "I'll answer if you promise that you won't tease me anymore and let me come."

His answer made her bite down on her lower lip, a shadow of a smile curling at the edges of her lips. She looked hesitant. But thank god, she eventually nodded.

She bent closer and kissed his mouth. "But that's only if you answer me honestly, my love." She whispered.

"I don't know." He blurted out immediately, "it's agonizing but you're so erotic and damn tight around me right now. All I know is that I'm feeling both extreme pleasure and pain at the same time."

He said those words without even a hint of hesitation and Evie was left speechless for a moment after digesting those words that were panted out.

"That's my honest answer, Evie. Now please! End this torture and let me come!!" His voice sounded like he had just woken up in the morning when he said that last line. And that made Evie curse out slightly.

She had initially wanted to keep this teasing session going for a little longer and savour this delicious thickness of him. But… it seems like this was as far as she could go. For now, at least – she thought to herself wickedly and snickered in her mind. Then she kissed him wildly again until they were both breathless and panting.

Then she pulled away and started to really ride him. Sliding up and down against his addicting and oh so thick length, feeling the intoxicating mixture of pleasure and some slight achiness as she continued with her movements.

He started to moan. She could see he was being swallowed by the pleasure now and she marvelled at the sight of him, all slick and sweaty and in a total daze with utter pleasure. Ah, she would love to do this again to him. No, she will definitely find another opportunity to do this to him again!

"Gav… this is so good!" she moaned as well, unable to stop her hips from bucking wildly now. His thickness was stretching her wide and hitting all the right spots she loved. The pleasure was getting too much to the point that she had started to lose control of herself and drooled. "Ah, oh gods… Gav!"

As she felt the fireworks coming, Gav growled loud and jerked so hard inside of her. She could feel him spurting load after load of his thick and hot seed inside her welcoming depths that it felt as though he was intending to flood her insides.

Evie, however, did not stop and increased her pace even more as she was about to reach her own release. And when she clenched so tightly and violently hard around him, he once again trembled.

"My god…" was all Evie could say as she fell on top of him, still jerking from her violent orgasm that continued to wash over her.

Gav on the other hand, felt like he was finally freed from the torture rack… no… now he could not call that just a torture rack anymore after the most mind-blowing orgasm he had just experienced. A disbelieving smile curved on his lips as he kissed the crown of Evie's head.

"Just you wait Evie… once you give birth, I'll make sure to torture and work you as hard as I can that you'll be the one begging and screaming from both pleasure and pain." He said in a sleepy voice, not realizing that he had said that out loud. His eyes widened a little when she let out a quiet laugh between her heavy breaths.

"Really? I guess I'll look forward to that." she grinned wickedly, and Gav smirked back.

"Don't be so confident, Evie," he pinched her chin, "you might regret asking for it."

But she lifted her brow and smiled back as if accepting his challenge. "And if I don't… I will torture and punish you again, much harder than this… how about that?" she returned his challenge.

Gav: ". . .!!"

His expression and silence that instant made Evie laugh out, a bright and pure sound that lifted Gav's heart.. Then Gav shook his head and let out a silent laugh as well.