Pleasure Bound (8 page)

“Open your mouth.”

She opened, automatically obeying his commanding tone. He dipped the pulsing member into her mouth, briefly, then held the tip against her lower lip. Her tongue dodged out and licked the vibrating tip.

“Wrap your lips around it and suck.”

She arched her neck forward and obeyed. The silicone shaft vibrated against her lips and she sucked. Her mouth quivered with the gentle vibration of the device.

He drew it free, then pressed it to her thighs, then nudged it between them, pushing across her aching vagina. He glided it along her slick opening, back and forth.

She wanted it inside. Actually, she wanted
him
inside, but it would do for now. She opened her thighs and arched upward.

“Anxious, are you?”

He glided over her again, then leaned forward and kissed her thigh. She sighed. Then he covered her slit with his mouth and licked. She moaned in agonized pleasure. When he sucked on her clit, she gasped and clutched his hair.

He lifted his head, then the vibrating cock touched her clit and spasms of pleasure rocketed through her in an instant orgasm. He quivered the vibrating device against her and she wailed her release.

He glided the shocking pink cock inside her. Deeply at first, then in and out a few times.

“Okay, now we’re ready.”

Ready for what?

With the cock still inside her, he grasped her hips and dragged her to the edge of the bed. She dropped her feet to the floor and he helped her up.

“Turn around,” he instructed.

She obeyed and he grabbed a couple of pillows and dropped them in front of her.

“Lean on the bed.”

She leaned forward, resting her head on the pillows, leaving her back end high and accessible. He stroked over her ass, then she felt the dildo inside her back opening swirl around. Then he drew it out. Before she could get used to the resulting feeling of emptiness, he turned off the vibrator and drew it from her wet slit, then pressed it against her ass.

“Oh.”

The cockhead nudged her back opening, then he pushed forward and the cock slowly glided into her. Excitement quivered through her as his real-flesh cock nudged her vagina. He drove forward, filling her with hot, hard cock. With his arm wrapped around her waist, he held her tight to his body.

As he drew his own cock back, he also drew back the cock in her ass. When he drove forward again, he did so with both cocks. He increased the rhythm, pulsing in and out of both her openings. Like two men. Both fucking her.

Images of Ty also thrusting into her sent her pulse skyrocketing.

Her hands clutched at the pillows as intense pleasure built within her.

“Oh God, yes.” She sucked in air and moaned as he kept thrusting.

In and out. Deeper and faster.

Zeke. And Ty. Both inside her.

He nuzzled her neck. “Do you like the idea of being fucked by two men? Both of us driving into your sweet little body.”

She nodded, unable to utter a word as pleasure blossomed into full-blown bliss. Every nerve ending electrified.

“Are you coming, sweet thing?” he asked as he drove deeper.

She nodded again, then wailed in ecstasy. She lost all sense of time and space as she simply rode the wave of sheer unadulterated joy.

Zeke tensed behind her, his groin shuddering in spasms. Then he collapsed against her back, sucking in air. Both cocks slipped away.

“My God, woman, fucking you is intense.”

A jubilant energy bubbled through her and she began to giggle. She rolled onto her side, then slipped off the edge of the bed, her giggles turning to full-out laughter. As he tumbled on top of her, he rolled onto his side, tugging her against his body, chuckling the whole time.

As she lay on the carpet, tucked against his strong, warm body, she smiled, still high on the overwhelming erotic experience they’d just shared. That had certainly blown the doors off any doubts she might have had about getting involved with a man like Zeke. Good God, she’d never felt as alive as she had in his arms. And she’d certainly never felt as incredibly sexy.

*   *   *

Zeke held Marie close, watching her lovely face in the moonlight as she slept. Shit, he would never have believed a woman could get under his skin like this one had. Her love of adventure and willingness to try new things made her exceptionally fun to be around. And her endearing sweetness paired with her exuberance to explore a whole new world of sexual experience proved to be a powerful aphrodisiac.

But more than that, he felt special when he was with her. Her delicate femininity made him feel strong and powerful, yet her obvious strength of will assured him she wasn’t fragile. He could dominate her knowing she would keep her sense of self. And her sense of humor.

He smiled as he remembered rolling on the floor with her after their intense lovemaking. Laughter paired with sex. He loved it. Since he’d met her, he’d found himself looking forward to each new day just so he could be with her.

He tightened his arms around her. A huge thing was that she accepted him for who he was. Most people saw no further than the tattoos on his arms, the way he dressed, and the pierced spikes in his eyebrows. Many became anxious or intimidated, or reacted with disdain. Of course, some women found his rough edges sexy. But typically, they either wanted a short fling to satisfy their sense of danger then they’d move on, or they had a tough edge of their own.

But not Marie.

He stroked her cheek. So feminine and so sweet.

All the things he found so alluring in Marie were probably what Ty found attractive, too. He and Ty were both men looking for acceptance.

His heart ached at the thought of taking the woman Ty wanted. And it had been clear Ty wanted her. Zeke had seen that look in Ty’s eyes before. He’d probably had a plan. Marie had mentioned she’d ended a long-term relationship recently. Knowing Ty, he’d been waiting for the right time. Unfortunately, Zeke had shown up before Ty had made his move.

Damn, Zeke couldn’t steal the woman from Ty. He wouldn’t do something to hurt Ty again.

Even if it meant giving up the best thing that had ever happened to him?

What if Marie wasn’t interested in Ty? Or what if they started dating and it fizzled out? Zeke would have lost Marie for no reason.

Except that if he didn’t give her up, Ty wouldn’t get his chance to pursue Marie, and his resentment would build.

If only there were some way he could find out if Marie were interested in Ty before giving her up.

*   *   *

Marie awoke to the feel of a hard male chest against her cheek. She opened her eyes and found herself staring at a pair of blue eyes. She blinked. Dragon eyes. On the large tattoo covering Zeke’s chest, the colors delightfully bright in the dazzling sunlight streaming in the window.

She nuzzled her cheek against the dragon, then kissed its nose. Her lips grazed along the neck of the beast, until she reached Zeke’s beadlike nipple. She nipped, then licked. He murmured approvingly. Her hand stroked down the hard contours of his stomach, then trailed lower, anticipation thrumming through her. Just as her fingers stroked over his already rising cock, with a quick movement he grabbed her wrist, then rolled her onto her back. Catching her other wrist, he prowled over her, and pinned both her hands above her head. He smiled down at her, then nuzzled her neck, sending her hormones swirling.

She gazed up at his handsome, rugged face. Light glinted off the metal spikes in his eyebrow.

“Good morning.” She smiled.

“Yes, it is.” Still holding her hands pinned, he eased back onto his knees and gazed down at her naked breasts. The nipples tightened into hard nubs. “An amazing morning. Ripe full of possibilities.”

He pressed one knee between her thighs, then the other, and she widened her legs to accommodate him, her vagina aching with need. Would he drive into her now, with no foreplay, just a rough, raw coupling? Her insides throbbed with need.

But he simply watched her.

“I think we should have a little talk,” he said finally.

“Talk?” That’s not exactly what she felt like doing right now.

“I just want to know what your intentions are,” he said.

“
My
intentions
?
”
She smiled. “Well, right now … to get laid.”

He chuckled. “That sort of takes me to my point.”

“I’d really like to take your
point.
” She wriggled against his knees and arched, trying to get closer to his steadily rising cock, but with no luck.

“I’m starting to think you just want me for my body,” he said.

“Well, it’s a damned fine body.” She grinned impishly. “And you use it so well.”

He pressed her legs wider apart and stroked his leg against her slit. She moaned at the feel of his muscular flesh stroking her.

“Now, be good and pay attention.”

She nodded. “Yes, Master.”

“Now right there. That’s part of what I want to talk about. You and I have been playing at Dominance and submission, but it’s been pretty light. What I want to know is…”

His pause lingered until she finally prompted him. “Yes?”

“What if I ramp it up several notches?”

Seven

Adrenaline rushed through her, shooting her level of
excitement
up several notches.

“I … uh … yeah…” Her stomach quivered. “That would be…”
Exciting. Intoxicating.
“… great.”

He brought his face close to hers. “So if I asked you to be my slave, and do anything I want … would you agree?”

Anything?

She gazed into his warm, olive green eyes. Despite his tough looks, the tattoos, piercings, and rough demeanor, she knew he was a good man. She could feel it.

“I trust you. What do you have in mind?”

“I want you to push past your comfort zone. I like to push the limits and I need a woman who’s willing to take a chance. Go for some adventure. But I’ve yet to meet a woman who can handle me, and I want to give you a chance to end this thing before we go any further.”

She almost got the impression he was trying to scare her away.

“I’m willing to give it a try.” She widened her thighs and pressed her breasts higher. “Master.”

He gazed at her peaked nipples and smiled, his olive green eyes darkening. He dipped his head and nipped one hard nipple, then sucked. She moaned at the exquisite pleasure. He kissed down her ribs, to her navel and swirled his tongue inside it, then proceeded lower. Her heart thumped loudly as she anticipated his touch down below.

But as soon as he reached her pubic curls, he changed directions, kissed her navel, and sat up.

He released her wrists, rolled her onto her side, and smacked her bottom.

“Now, slave. Go make breakfast.”

“What?” This was not at all what she’d expected.

“The correct response is ‘Yes, Master.’ ”

She stood up and narrowed her eyes as she gazed at him. Was she supposed to defy him to trigger some kind of punishment? Or would her refusal signal an unwillingness to follow his commands?

She decided to play it safe. “Yes, Master.” She reached for her clothes.

“No clothes. I want you naked.”

Okay, this was a bit more like it.

“Yes, Master.”

She strolled into the kitchen and began preparing bacon and eggs. Jade, who lay on her carpeted cat tree, bathed in a sunbeam of light, opened her eyes to watch Marie for a few moments. When no cat treats were forthcoming, she closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

Breakfast was well under way when Zeke showed up in the kitchen, fully showered and dressed, but still sporting an incredibly sexy shadow of bristles across his face and chin. He poured himself a cup of coffee while he watched her cook. She could feel his gaze glide over her body … and linger on select places.

She grabbed a spatula and scooped the eggs on two plates, then added bacon. She’d set a place for Zeke at the round kitchen table, and one for herself beside him. She’d already placed a plate of toast on the table, along with a jar of jam and of honey.

She stood by the chair, waiting for him to sit down. He grabbed her hand and tugged her into his arms. Her heart thundered as his tongue spiked into her mouth and thoroughly explored her inner heat. He pulled her pelvis toward his and she could feel his bulge press against her belly.

She wanted to drop to her knees right that second and tug out his cock and feast on it. He stroked his hands over her bare buttocks, then he gave her a light smack.

“Sit and eat,” he said.

“Yes, Master.”

She sat down, as did he, and she began to eat her eggs. Zeke sipped his coffee, then picked up his fork and took a bite. At the same time, his hand glided up her thigh. He found her mound and stroked it.