Read His Prize (The Cleaners Book 1) for Free Online

not sure what had awoken her, but the fine hair on her arms rose. The previously bright room was bathed in the soft lighting coming from a series of uplighters attached to the corners of this vast room, and she could sense Ren’s stare on her. How she knew it was him she couldn’t say, but his presence made breathing difficult. She screeched and kicked out when his large hand grasped her ankle, but she should have known that would prove useless. Her shoulders protested as she fought to bring her arms up in a defensive move, and realized she was restrained. Thick, padded leather cuffs secured her wrists to a length of chain attached to the bed frame. The metal clanked as she yanked on her restraints, and in the next instant another heavy cuff wrapped itself around her free ankle. More clanking later and her legs were pulled apart at an obscene angle. Cool air skittered over her exposed pussy, and to her instant shame Susie realized she was getting wet. Ren laughed.
    “Isn’t that a pretty sight to come home to, Ty? You can go now. I’ll take it from here.”
    Ty’s grunt in answer from somewhere up by her head made Susie screw her eyes shut as more heat washed into her cheeks. The bed dipped, and Ren’s spicy scent enveloped her as a blindfold was slipped over her eyes. Plunged into darkness and unable to move, her heartbeat went into overdrive as she strained to listen to his movements around the room.
    There was the thunk of something heavy hitting the floor—his boots perhaps—then the rustle of clothing, and Suzie whimpered as the bed dipped anew.
    “Easy there, pumpkin. Nice deep breaths for me now. I don’t want you to pass out yet. I’m going to claim my reward first for solving one of your problems.” Pressure on her bottom lip made her open her mouth. Her nostrils flared when he pushed several fingers past her lips and pushed down on her tongue.
    “That’s my girl, breathe nice and slow now, because I’m going to fuck your mouth.” Another whimper escaped her as he withdrew his digits, and she felt his thick cock head slip past her lips. His spicy musk enveloped her, and she swallowed convulsively as he pushed in deep, flattening her tongue until his tip hit the back of her throat. Susie gagged around the invasion, before he withdrew slightly with a grunt. She clenched her jaw, and his fingers dug painfully into her cheeks, forcing her mouth wide open.
    “None of that, girl. You best not think about biting down, or I’ll keep this luscious mouth open with a spider gag, leaving you with no choice but to take what I’ll give you. Are we clear?”
    He withdrew, and she drew a hasty breath into her lungs.
    “Yes, Sir?”
    The bruising hold on her face gentled, and in the next instant his warm lips covered hers. It was a mere brush of a touch, as light as a butterfly’s wings, yet it made this whole encounter less impersonal.
    “Good girl.”
    The warmth of his approval in those two words alone meant she opened wide, when she sensed him draw closer again. Susie had always enjoyed giving head, and robbed of her senses and with her choices taken away, this experience proved a sensory overload, which left her growing embarrassingly wet. She ought to be fighting him off, yet that thought didn’t even enter her head as he took possession of her mouth as though it was his God-given right, as though he owned her.
    Which, in a sense he did right now. With that knowledge came peace, as his breathing sped up, and hands fisting in her hair he thrust in deep on every down stroke. Susie wrapped her tongue around the flared mushroom tip of his shaft, ran it around his corona and licked up the thick vein, before she relaxed her throat and simply let him set the pace. Tiny spurts of his salty essence were her reward, and she eagerly swallowed them down, as his guttural praise of her actions spurred her on. He grew bigger, longer in her mouth, and the pulsing along his vein gave her a moment’s warning, before Ren