Golden Cage

Part Sixteen

Azazel watched his mate watching him. They were laying down, facing each other.

After the sun had sat down, they went to bed, where he spent hours f*****g her nonstop. He was addicted to her. She was his special kind of drug. Everything from her smell to taste to the little sounds of moans she makes, to the blush on her face, to the unruly strands of her hair, to the shyness in her eyes and to the taste of her lips. 

Flowers and Honey.

She lay there, tracing his tattoos.

-"Whats this one?" her fingers lightly moving across the symbolic lines on his arm.

-"That represents life"

-"And this?" her fingers moved to his shoulder

-"power"

-"and this?" her fingers made the path to his heart

-"mates", she blushed .

-"Can i ask you something?"

-"depends"

-"on?"

-"if you give me a kiss" Azazel smirked, her blush deepened.

She shyly moved closer to him and gave him a gentle kiss on his cheek. Feeling of pleasure passed through him.

-"Can i ask now?", she whispered 

-"hmm"

-"masteeer" she whined 

-"no"

-"why?"

-"I want a kiss"

-"but i just gave you one"

-"no, a normal kiss", if she blushes anymore deeper, she will turn into a tomato, Azazel thought to himself.

She leaned closer to him, and her lips touched his. He decided to let her take the lead, he was curious. She started to slowly and very gently move her lips, her hand made its way to his neck and then to his hair. She moved even closer, till her naked breasts touched him, her n*pples were hard. 

A growl escaped from Azazel. He moved atop of her and took control of the kiss. He moved his leg between hers, she was wet. 

He started moving his leg in a way that he hit her cl*t, he felt her shudder and moan, he moved his leg faster and put on pressure on her cl*t.

-"Master please may...." a whimper moan.

-" you may what, little mate?" he teasingly asked

-"Pleasee" he felt her orgasm nearing, she tried to move away from his leg but he didnt allow it. He took hold of her waist and kept her in place, while putting even more pressure and moving faster, the hair on his leg tickled her c*nt. 

-"I cant give you something, if you dont ask for it" he knew she wont be able to hold it off, she was too sensitive after all the f*****g.

-"Master please please please, may i come?"

-"no"

With that he flipped her over, "on your hand and knees now", she moved into the position.

What a view, he thought. Her small little ass up in the air, her p*ssy glistering with need for him, her wetness made a mess on her inner thighs. He gave her ass a hard slap, a whimper escaped her and her p*ssy got even wetter.

He knew that his little mate was a little masochist, his little perfect mate.

He gave her ass a couple of more spanks, till was red and hot. With every spank, she moaned and arched her back, he wondered if she knew what she was doing, probably not, he smirked.

He gripped her ass cheeks and pushed them apart. Her little asshole peaked at him. He had to constrain himself not to take her ass, he will have to prepare her first. But that doesn't mean he cant play.

-"Move your legs further apart"

-"yes master" she moved them but not far enough. That earned her three rapped slaps on her p***y. She gave a small yelp with each one but she still got wetter.

When she moved her legs apart to his liking, he touched her c*nt and moved his fingers to her cl*t and circled it, she moaned.

When he felt her getting closer, he stopped. She whimpered in protest and that earned her another rapped slaps on her p***y.

-"Dont move", he got up from bed, went to the walk in closet and to the room. His kinky room. He went to the closet there, grabbed few things and came back to her.

Of course, she didnt move. Not an inch. He trained her well.

He climbed back into bed, took her hands and cuffed them to headboard, he then took the roped and bound them at her knees and again at the board and sat back.

She was now immobilized, with her legs in a bending and open wide place. He slowly traced the path of her spine, he saw chills appear after his touch. 

He grabbed the small buttplug and the lube, he put a generous amount on it and placed it at her asshole.

-"Master?"

-"Shhh,,, relax, dont fight it" he started to push it in inch by inch, he felt her stiff so he moved his hand to the infront and started playing with her cl*t. When he felt her relax enough, he resumed pushing in the buttplug till the end.

He removed his hand from the cl*t and started slowly pushing in and out the buttpug, after few seconds she started moaning and moaning.

When he heard her pant, he stopped and moved his d**k to her v****a. He slammed into her hard, she screamed. 

He placed one hand on her waist, to steady himself and to hold her and the other hand he took hold of the dildo. He started pushing the dildo with the same rhythm he was f*****g her. Fast and hard. 

She started moaning uncontrollably and begging him to come, but she was trained well enough to know not to without his perms.

When he felt that she couldn't hold it any longer, "Come now" and he felt how her p*ssy spasmed and clutched his d**k even harder. No matter how much he f****d her, she was still deliciously tight, which he loved. He felt how her orgasm tickled his balls and that triggered his own. He came hard inside of her and pushed even harder, which caused her to orgasm for the second time. 

He fell on top of her, still feeling himself orgasming. He stayed there long after he was done, enjoying the heat of her p*ssy and the spasms. Little moans escaped her whenever he moved a little. 

He finally withdrew himself and pushed out the dildo very slowly, which resulted in her whimpering. He took off the handcuffs and the rope, went and put them away in the room, cleaned the dildo and then cleaned himself. 

When he returned to the room, he saw lying in the same position he left her. He went to the bar grabbed a drink and a cig and came back to bed. 

He sipped his whiskey and smoked to the sound of her breathing and the occasional moans.

-"You can ask your question now, kitten"

He heard her giggling and then she was quite.

-"Kitten?"

-"Master, the first time,,,,the first time..."

-"The first time i f****d you"

-"yes, I didnt want to fight, it felt right. You felt right and i felt safe" with every word, her voice got lower and lower. "is there something wrong with me?" her voice broke at the end.

-"No, nothing is wrong with you" He took few more drags of his cig.

-"Our mate bond is stronger than I ever witnessed before. Your soul knew me before your mind could catch up and understand what is happening, your soul knew that I was your mate and that I would never hurt you, that you are meant to be with me and be mine "

He heard sobs escaping her. He put away his drink, flipper her over and hugged her. Her face was on his chest and he could feel every tear falling down.

-"There is nothing wrong with you. You are my perfect little mate"

They stayed in that position for a while, till she calmed down.

-"Whenever I am not with you in the house, dont go outside, understood ?"

-"Yes"

-"And for now, dont leave the bedroom"

-"okay"

He played with her hair, both of them just enjoying the moment, the presence of one another.

-"Master?"

-"Hmm?"

-"Why?"

-"Why what"

-"Not leave the house, because i would really love to sit in the garden"

-"I have many enemies"

-"and the room?"

-"For the sanity of my mind", she giggled.

-"For ever?"

-"hmm?"

-"Not to leave the house without you, even to the garden and the pool?"

-"No, just till I secure the house even more"

-"Okay"

Silence again.

-"Master?"

-"You talk a lot"

She burst into a laugh, "You know what they say about introverts, once they get comfortable around someone they turn into extreme extroverts, but just around that person" more giggles.

-"Yayy, lucky me"

-"But seriously master"

-"Yes?"

-"Can you secure the house faster?"

-"Why?"

-"Cause i really want to plant and play around in the garden"

He kissed her on top of her head and flowed his energy into turning of the light.

-"How did you do that?"

-"SLEEP"

He heard her giggling, then he felt her settle more into his arms and sensed her hand shaking around his waist, hugging him in return.

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The next morning, Azazel woke up to the sounds of birds. He never felt this refreshed, he looked down at the reason who gave him the best night of sleep he could ever remember. Her hair was everywhere, on his chest, on his arms, on the pillow and even on his face. Her face looked so peaceful while sleeping.

He hugged her harder and heard her murmur something in her sleep.

-"Azazel...."