Beck And Call (27 page)

“Master?” she whispered.

The cuff on her right wrist was tightened and then

all the tethers were adjusted.

The mattress dipped and she felt his body heat just

before his mouth covered hers.

With a sigh, she surrendered.

“I missed you,” she breathed. “I needed to tell

you…”

“Shh,” he murmured, moving his head to take a

nipple in his mouth. “I’m here, sweetheart. I promise,

you’ll understand everything. Right now, though, I

need to assure myself that you are all right.”

“I’m fine,” she told him, moaning as his teeth raked

the sensitive tip. “The hospital let me go…”

“I was planning on my own, unique examination,”

he whispered. “The doctor might have missed

something and I simply can’t have that.”

“What kind of examination?” she wondered, gasping

as his fingers captured the puckering nipple and

pinched.

“The very thorough kind,” he chuckled at her moan.

“First things first, though. Do you remember your safe

words?”

She smiled. He was serious about those damn

words!

“
File
is all right.
Recycle
is break. Submissive and

desperate to be taken is
in-box
.
Sherlock
is cannot deal.”

“Very good. I promise that tonight there will not be

any punishments. Only pleasure. Now, sweet Serena, I

brought some friends who missed your tender nipples

and your hot little ass.”

She sighed as his fingers tugged on both nipples.

Strong hands fondled her until she whimpered. Heat

flooded her pelvis and her nipples had become hard

nubs. When he finally pinched a nipple, Serena

moaned, knowing what was coming. She held her

breath as he put the clamps on. He moved on the

mattress. She felt one large hand part her ass cheeks

just before the cold tip of the plug pressed for entry at

her anus.

“Master, please,” she whimpered.

“Shh,” he told her, pushing the plug past the

resistant ring.

In anticipation, her pussy flooded and from his

chuckle she guessed he could see how her folds were

gleaming and opening for him. “Oh!” she gasped. Her

hips tilted up in silent supplication. “Master!”

“Serena, if you start making too much noise, I’ll

have to gag you,” he warned.

“I understand, Master,” she nodded.

There was a moment of stillness.

“Have you read any more from the books I gave

you?”

“Yes, Master.”

With so much time on her hands, she had read

them both thoroughly. She used the vibrator in an

effort to make herself orgasm and failed. She had

needed his voice telling her to. Pride wouldn’t let her

tell him that now. She was still too hurt he’d left her

alone. Although she was tempted to ask where he’d

been all week, she didn’t want to ruin the mood.

“Did you read about clubs? And collars?”

She hesitated before slowly nodding. “I did.”

“In the future, we might go to a club. I would never

have you naked as other doms sometimes have their

subs or slaves.” One large hand splayed possessively

over her abdomen. “I’ve found I’m too possessive and

don’t want anyone looking at what is mine. I would

have you dressed in soft silks and veils, maybe a toy

strapped to you that I could make vibrate. Would you

like that?”

“A toy? What kind of toy?”

He stretched out next to her, careful to keep their

bodies from touching.

“There are several I could choose from. One that

just teased your clit. Or just your pussy. Or your ass. Or

your nipples. Or any combination I want. Picture it,

Serena,” he whispered in a husky voice. “I put a

harness around your waist and attach a toy you can’t

remove.”

“Why can’t I take it out?”

“Oh, did I forget to tell you that your hands would

be secured? Either behind your back or at your sides?”

His breath was warm against her ear. “You’d be

helpless as I used the remote to send delightful

vibrations into whichever area I wanted. And you’d

never know which I would pick, how strong I would

make it, or when I would do it. But, be certain of this,

sweetheart.” His tongue traced the curve of her ear,

sending shivers of anticipation throughout her body. “I

would take you to a private room so no one could see

your orgasms or see me fuck you. That is only between

us. And the same for any punishments.”

Serena felt her face heat at the image he painted of

her in a crowded room. She liked that he didn’t want

other men to see her naked.

“I would like that. Thank you, Master,” she smiled,

turning her head toward him.

“If we went to a club, though, you would have to

wear my collar. Then everyone who saw it would know

they’d have to deal with me.”

“I get a feeling not too many people would want to

deal
with you,” she said softly.

“At least not twice,” he drawled. “Will you wear my

collar now, Serena? It’s more like a choker so you can

wear it in public and no one would know what it really

means.”

Speechless at what his words implied, Serena could

only nod.

“Thank you,” he said quietly.

She felt him leave the bed. A moment later, the bed

dipped on her left and she felt something cool and

metallic placed around her neck. His fingers traced the

fading purple bruises from where she’d been choked.

“That sonuvabitch,” he growled. “If I ever see that

bastard again the police won’t have to worry about

anything but a burial.”

Serena gasped.

“Shh, sweetheart,” he murmured.

“No,” she insisted. “I don’t want you doing anything

to him.”

“Sweetheart, part of being a man is defending what

is his. This,” he touched the collar, “makes you mine.”

“No.” She shook her head. “Don’t say things like

that. I don’t want anyone fighting or—”

“I didn’t protect you last week,” he said quietly. “I’ll

make damn sure no one else hurts you.”

“Promise?” she whispered.

His lips pressed a tender kiss on her lips.

“With my life.”

She sighed and relaxed.

“Master?”

“Mm?” His mouth explored her jaw and found her

earlobe.

“In-box.”

“Minx,” he chuckled. “I need to make you come at

least twice.”

“Twice?” she repeated, moving her head back and

forth on the pillow. After being without him this week?

“I’ll never be quiet.”

“I know,” he said smugly. “That’s why I’ve got the

gag handy. You sure you can’t be quiet?”

“No,” she shook her head. “I can’t.”

“It’s all right, sweetheart. Open your mouth.”

Almost gratefully, she opened her mouth and felt

the small ball slide in. He secured it around her head

and checked the blindfold.

“Good girl,” he murmured. “I’m going to make you

come with the vibrator to get your pussy hot and wet for

my cock. Then I’m going to fuck your pussy until you

come again,” he pulled the chain connecting the nipple

clamps and she moaned. “Then I’m going to fuck your

sweet ass, Serena, while I work the vibrator in your

pussy. And you will come hard and fast for me.”

Serena couldn’t believe it. He’d talked about taking

her in the ass at some point, but she hadn’t thought it

would be this soon. She’d had trouble just sitting after

having the butt plug in most of the previous weekend!

She groaned as he began working the vibrator. He

turned it expertly, knowing exactly where her nerves

were and how to leave her quivering and dripping. He

pushed her hard and fast as he’d promised and in

minutes she exploded, screaming around the gag as her

body tensed then relaxed.

Keith smiled as he pulled the vibrator from her

pussy and saw the juices clinging to it. His cock was

more than ready to plunge into her and she was so wet

that he practically slipped inside of her. Now, he

thought, for a surprise. Reaching to his right, he picked

up the thumb-sized vibrator and held it to her clit. Her

body jerked and she writhed as he held it firmly.

It was hard, having his cock inside her but not

fucking her. After a week of being so sure she wouldn’t

want anything to do with him, of wanting nothing more

than to bulldoze his way through everything that stood

between them, he wanted only to lose himself in her

sweet heat. And he would. He would have a lifetime of

her sensual sweetness. But not tonight. Tonight was

about her. Tonight was to ensure she knew she came

first. She would know by sunrise that nothing else

mattered in his life. She’d been through so much

because he hadn’t thought things all the way through.

Her earlier words hurt, but he understood her pain. He

just hoped she understood his need for deception when

she knew the truth.

The whimpers from behind the gag grew more

frantic as perspiration appeared on her skin. He felt her

pussy tighten around him. He pressed the vibrator

harder and she arched up off the bed. Her orgasmic cry

was audible and he was glad he’d put the gag in.

“That’s my sweet submissive,” he smiled.

Serena told herself to relax. This was what she’d

read about. As a submissive should, she had followed

his directions and been ready for him. She trusted her

dominant to take care of her sexual needs and all she

had to do was let him. Taking a deep breath, she put

herself fully in his hands. She hadn’t thought she could

find all her dreams in one man. Until he touched her.

Until he talked about the future. Okay, so she had no

clue as to what that future might mean to him, but

there were a few important details in his words. He

didn’t want other men to see her naked. Her hands

might be restrained, but he would protect her. He would

keep private the most intimate parts—her orgasms,

him fucking her, her punishments—those would be just

between them.

She felt the heat spreading through her body and

her pussy clench around his cock. Dammit! How could

he stay so still? He wanted her. That much she figured

out because he still felt hard as steel inside her, so

maybe she could do something. She moaned around the

ball and felt her pelvis tilt up. Her pussy tightened.

When he increased the pressure, she exploded.

With a sigh, she let the euphoria fill her body.

His upper body lifted and his hands removed the

clamps. She gasped as the blood rushed unrestricted

and her nipples throbbed with delicious pain that

nearly had her orgasming again. With a quick flick of

his wrist, he pulled the gag from her mouth. She gasped

for air. Between the orgasm and the way her nipples

felt, she would swear she’d never breathe normally

again.

His hips lifted and pulled his cock nearly out.

“Who do you belong to?”

“You,” she moaned, feeling the tip of his cock. “Just

you, Master.”

“Oh, yes,” he agreed, sliding further into her heat.

“Hot, wet, and, God, so sweet and tight.”

He lowered his head and captured her mouth. He

devoured her. His tongue swept through her mouth,

tangled with her tongue and tugged on it until she

moaned under him. Following the line of her delicate

jaw, he nibbled the tender skin until he reached the

pulse that throbbed at the top of her neck.

“I don’t think I’ve put a hickey on anyone since

high school,” he murmured. “But you are so absolutely

delicious I can’t resist. Besides,” he swirled his tongue

in the hollow of her collarbone. “If some idiot doesn’t

understand the collar, he’ll have the sense to leave you

alone when I’ve marked you.”

A gurgle of laughter bubbled from her throat.

“Is that why guys do that?” she asked.

“Yes,” he frowned down at her. “How many

boyfriends have—”

“Master, I’ve only been in two somewhat-serious

relationships.” She shook her head, smiling softly. “I

told you about them. No one has ever…um…”

He was fascinated by the blush covering her face

and making its way south to turn her breasts a

delightful rosy hue.

“What? What has no one ever done?”

“Wanted me as much as you,” she answered. “Made

me feel the way you do.”

“Which is?”

“Desired. Wanted. Treasured. Protected.”