Bondage

Elias’s hand continued to trail down her body, his touch feather-light but deliberate, like he was mapping every curve, every inch of her. Kitty’s breath came in shallow gasps, her pulse racing as she waited for his next move. His smirk deepened, and he leaned closer, his lips brushing against her ear.

“Tell me, Kitty,” he murmured, his voice low and velvety, “what’s your deepest, darkest desire? That thing you’ve always fantasized about but never dared to say out loud?”

Her cheeks flushed, her heart hammering against her ribs. She swallowed hard, her mind racing. Should she tell him? It was as if her thoughts were laid bare before him, her secret desires exposed. His mutation, his power, it was working on her, unraveling her inhibitions. She couldn’t lie to him, even if she wanted to.

“I…” she began, her voice trembling. “I’ve always… I’ve always wanted to be tied up. Completely. Helpless.”

The words tumbled out before she could stop them, and she immediately regretted it. She braced herself for judgment, for laughter, but instead, Elias’s smirk widened into a predatory grin. His eyes darkened with an intensity that made her stomach flutter.

“Oh, Kitty,” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “You have no idea how much that excites me.”

She stared up at him, her breath hitching as his fingers brushed against her cheek. “You’re not… you’re not going to laugh at me?”

He chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that sent shivers down her spine. “Laugh? No, my sweet girl. I’m going to make sure you get exactly what you want. Every last detail.”

He leaned back, his hands moving to the hem of her shirt. Slowly, he pulled it over her head, leaving her exposed in just her bra. His gaze lingered on her, appreciative and possessive, and she felt a rush of heat pool between her thighs.

“Do you trust me, Kitty?” he asked, his voice soft but laced with undeniable authority.

She nodded without hesitation. “Yes. Completely.”

“Good,” he said, his smirk returning. “Because I’m going to tie you up. Every part of you. You’ll be completely at my mercy, unable to move, unable to escape. And I’m going to take my time with you, exploring every inch of your body, teasing you until you’re begging for release.”

Her breath caught in her throat, her body trembling in anticipation. The thought of being completely restrained, unable to do anything but feel his touch, sent a rush of arousal through her that was almost overwhelming.

Elias stood, his eyes never leaving hers as he reached into the drawer of the nightstand. When he turned back, he held a length of soft rope in his hands. He ran it through his fingers, showing her just how gentle it could be against her skin.

“This is going to bind your wrists first,” he explained, his voice calm and reassuring. “Nice and tight, so you can’t move. Then your ankles. And finally…” He trailed off, his gaze dropping to her thighs. “I’ll tie your legs open, Kitty, so you’re completely exposed to me.”

She whimpered, her stomach twisting with a mix of nerves and excitement. The mental image alone was enough to make her ache with need, but the reality was going to be so much more intense.

Elias knelt beside her, his hands moving to her wrists. He guided them above her head, his touch firm but gentle. The rope slid around her skin, and she felt the first tug as he tightened the knot. Her breath hitched, her heart pounding as she realized just how **** she was already.

“There,” he murmured, his voice soothing. “Now your wrists are mine.”

He moved to her ankles, repeating the process with the same careful precision. She could feel the pressure of the rope against her skin, just enough to remind her that she was completely at his mercy. And then he moved to her thighs, spreading them apart and tying each leg to the bedposts.

When he was done, she was completely immobilized, her body stretched out and exposed. She could feel the cool air against her skin, the anticipation of what was to come sending shivers through her.

“Elias…” she whispered, her voice trembling with need.

He leaned over her, his hands roaming her body, teasing her with light, almost reverent touches. “You’re so beautiful like this, Kitty,” he murmured. “Completely at my mercy. Do you feel it? How much you’re mine?”

She nodded, her breath coming in shallow gasps. “Yes. I’m yours. All yours.”

His lips brushed against her neck, his tongue tracing a path down to her collarbone. She whimpered, her body arching into his touch as best she could, despite the restraints. His hands moved to her bra, unhooking it with practiced ease, and he tossed it aside, leaving her fully exposed.

“I’m going to take my time with you, Kitty,” he said, his voice low and filled with promise. “Every inch of you. I’m going to make you feel things you’ve never felt before. And when I’m done, you’ll never want anyone but me.”

His lips closed around her nipple, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak, and she let out a strangled moan. The sensation was electric, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. She was completely at his mercy, and she loved every second of it.

“Elias…” she gasped, her hands clenching into fists as he continued to tease her. “Please… I need you…”

He chuckled, the sound sending a shiver down her spine. “Patience, Kitty. We’ve only just begun.”