Dom Wars: Round Three

by Lucian Bane

  I nodded incessantly at that one. "Fucking yes."

  She gave a genuinely sexy moan. "Can you do that…while I fuck you?"

  All the air left me as I imagined her sprawled on top of my back, fucking me like she had. "Can I have two rewards?" I didn't care how pathetic I sounded, I was ready to beg.

  She leaned and kissed me with that tenderness that speared things so deeply in me, made me long for things beyond my human understanding. "Anything you want baby."

  I kissed her back, trying my best to match her perfection. "I fucking won the Tara lottery."

  She moaned in my mouth, holding my face with both hands. "Who is that stupid girl anyway?" She moved her pussy against my abs, her hot breath stealing my sanity. "She's nobody."

  I grabbed her hips and ground her against me. "She's fucking mine."

  Her happy laugh filled my mouth. "Yes," she whispered. "Now turn over. I need to fuck you for being the best Dom in the world."

  I would have laughed if I wasn't so eager for her to do it. "So…you're the Dom?" I couldn't resist the oxymoron.

  She kissed me then bit my lip, "Duh, baby," then pressed herself against my cock, stealing my breath.

  "Good. I like you dominating me."

  She looked down between us, her moans so fucking sexy. "You do? Kinda odd for a Dom, I think." She lifted her head and locked her dark gaze on mine.

  "I don't think so."

  She grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled hard. "Who told you to think? I'm going to fuck you so good. Are you ready? Ready for my cock in your ass baby?"

  I clenched my eyes shut. "Fffffuck."

  "Mmmmm, yes. And I'm going to tie you up."

  I bucked my hips. "Fuck yes."

  She suddenly hopped off the bed and ran like an eager child to the closet and returned with black silk ties. "On your stomach. Hands above your head. Legs. Wide. Open."

  I couldn't comply fast enough.

  She tied my wrists together above my head then tied that to the headboard. Then she tied my legs apart.

  My heart thundered in my cock when I felt her climb on the bed between my legs.

  "Mmmmm." She slid a finger between my ass cheeks and I lifted for her, trying to get more contact.

  She worked her legs under mine and sat right behind me. Fuck. God. Already winded with desire and anticipation, I lifted my hips off the bed, giving her plenty of access.

  "Oh God, baby," she whispered, kissing my ass cheeks. "You want this?"

  "Fuck yes." I grunted and she spanked my ass hard then licked, kissed, and mmmed the sting away.

  She reached beneath me and wrapped my cock with a firm grip then stroked it. "Baby, you were really bad earlier." This came with five consecutive spanks followed by an aggressive tongue flicking hard on that forbidden exit. I growled and pulled on the restraints above my head while pumping my cock in her tight grip.

  She moaned and again gave me five rapid spanks. My ass flexed and her tongue entered me.

  "Fuck! Stop!" I gasped, nearly coming everywhere. "Slower baby," I choked.

  She made remorseful noises while kissing my ass cheeks softly before stealing my breath with five very hard spanks again while slowly stroking my cock.

  A desperate groan forced its way out of me as I pulled on the ties. I gasped when she forced her hot tongue in my ass again. "God, fuck." She added random hard spanks while she fucked me, her hold on my cock firm but unmoving.

  She gave a long hiss and reached beneath me and fingered my slit. "Lift for it baby. I'm going to finger your sexy ass."

  "Ffffuuuck, yes baby!" I lifted my hips for her and she knelt behind me, stroking my balls and twirling her wet finger right on that eager fucking entrance.

  "You're so sexy. Holding your ass up for me." She spanked it hard and worked the tip of her finger in. "Baby, it's so tight, does it feel good?" She stroked my balls now.

  I couldn't talk, I could only breathe through the heat rushing into my cock.

  "You're so close, I know you are."

  I managed a semblance of a yes while rolling my hips.

  "Mmm, you're trying to get more?"

  "Fuck…yes."

  "Be a good boy and ask nicely."

  "Please. Fuck it."

  She spanked me hard enough to tell me she was getting off to this. "Say it right. Please…my Domme." She licked the sting on my ass while teasing me with her finger, moving it but not entering.

  "Please…" I gasped, "my Domme."

  "Oh baby." She spanked me three times and slid her finger inside.

  "Fuck yes, God fuck!" I clenched my ass then lifted my hips, trying to draw her finger deeper. "Fuck me baby, do it."

  I jolted when she pinched the skin on my balls. Panting through the raging orgasm threatening, I growled with dominance, ready to fucking make her do it. Make her do it so hard and fucking now.

  She stroked over my rigid muscles with her nails then got off the bed. I looked over my shoulder in time to see her strapping a small dildo on. Fuck. Yes. Never dreamed I could like anything so much. But having her fuck me had to be the most unanticipated ecstasy in the world.

  She returned to the bed and untied my legs then hands. Before I could be disappointed, she smiled. "I want you on your back when I fuck you this time."

  My cock jerked at the thought of seeing her while she did it. Fuck, and kiss me.

  Again, there were no words as she tied only my hands this time. Together and above my head. The position was more restrictive than arms open wide. The extra vulnerability brought a more vicious dominance out in me. Fucking tasted good on my tongue, felt hot in my blood, and insane in my mind.

  "Open your legs for me baby," she said, crawling to kneel between them.

  Done.

  She mmmmed and bit her lower lip, pushing my legs back, her brows crimping in pleasure as she looked at the end result. "So fucking sexy like this."

  Didn't feel sexy. In fact, instinct said lock her in my legs. But I needed her to do what she was about to fucking do before I made that move.

  I clenched my eyes shut as she stroked her fingers along the head of my cock, teasing the slit while rubbing her little cock on my ass. "Fucking do it, baby." I pulled hard at the restraints with a growl, ready to bite her if she didn't fucking comply. Already my bones, muscles, and blood trembled with a dominance to take her so fucking hard. And I would. The second she untied me.

  "You ready for this?" She bit her lower lip again, pushing the head inside me. I pulled the restraints with the intention of trying to break them. I needed to fucking make her.

  The head board groaned hard and she gasped and gave my cock long firm strokes. The look on her face was near drunk with her own desire and need. I pulled my legs back and rolled my hips, lifting my head to see.

  "You like the way I look fucking you?"

  I was suddenly desperate for her to sink into me. "Baby," I gasped. I shook my head, not sure how to say it. "You need to fucking bury that cock inside me and kiss me while you fuck me, I swear to you, baby...I'm going to make you scream so fucking loud for making me wait."

  Her eyes flared with heat and she sank that cock in one thrust, making me bow off of the bed. Her lips were on mine, kissing me, her tongue all over, around, under, sounds of hunger blasting in my throat. "That baby?" She hooked her arms behind my knees and forced my legs back and pumped into me.

  I broke her hold and wrapped her in my legs, forcing her pelvis to rub my cock while she fucked me. Once I found the exact pressure and contact, I didn't stop. Synced, Tara helped so fucking perfectly, giving me the pressure and speed I needed.

  "Like that baby?" she gasped at my mouth. "My cock feels good in you? I love fucking you."

  Her sweet words brought my orgasm slamming through me. I let out a strained roar as the heat and pleasure burned through my body and blinded my mind. Tara was at my mouth with nips and kisses, eating it all up.

  The aftermath was just as phenomenal, felt like the hand of God, stroking over m
y body, covering it with an impossible peace. "Fuck, baby," I gasped. "Fucking…"

  "Good?"

  "Uuuugh, that isn't the word I was looking for."

  "Better?"

  I nodded, winded. "So fucking better, yes. Now untie me."

  She gave a worried moan. "You're going to make me scream though."

  I gave an exasperated laugh. "Yes. I fucking will. You tease."

  "But I thought I was supposed to tease!" she cried in worried defense.

  "Right, right," I said lightly. "And I'm supposed to punish you for doing it."

  She giggled. "Well this is just a vicious cycle. I don't see how we'll resolve conflict this way."

  "I never intended to solve conflict, baby." I smiled at her. "I intend to create it. Always. Your pussy in constant conflict with my dick. Untie me?"

  She huffed and got up, making me groan at the abrupt exit.

  "Oops."

  "Yeah. Go easy with that."

  She untied my arms and massaged my wrists then kissed them.

  I grabbed her and wrestled her to the bed, covering her body with mine. She smiled up at me, biting her lower lip in excitement. I couldn't resist kissing her in tenderness, finally touching everything my hands had itched to, for the past eternal thirty minutes. My fingers grazed over her breasts, pausing in hunger at the erect nipples.

  "You're hard again," she gasped in shock.

  "Fucking yes. I am." I moved my cock to her entrance and slid in slowly, watching her face as I did.

  "You're going to tease me?"

  "That's not the kind of screaming I had in mind." I lowered my mouth to her lips then pulled out and shoved back in, receiving that delicious sharp cry I had to have.

  "Yes," she whispered, running her fingers up into my hair. "Make me scream."

  The hungry lock of her eyes on mine made my heart skip a beat. She needed more than to scream. She needed to be torn down. She needed her soul torn asunder because she was trapped in her own skin, her own instincts. She needed me to save her from herself. Break her. Remake her.

  I began moving inside her, gradually building speed. She held my gaze with a fierce trust as I carried her to that place she needed to go. That burning crossroad where here met there. Where death met life. Where my baby met me. I brought her there with an uncompromising love, and I bound here there with the sacred whispers of mine.

  All fucking mine.

  ***

  It was a strange déjà vu sitting with Tara at the fancy table in the fancy room at the Dom Wars central headquarters. The monitors finally flickered to life after enduring the nauseating seven course meal we were required to pretend to eat before eliminations were announced. Who the fuck could eat, seriously? Were they nuts?

  Steve was with us this time and I found his odd smiling presence comforting. We scored at a team, he said. Wished I had known that, or I would have watched him closer. I couldn't really recall anything detrimental except that we'd cheated with him disclosing the information about assignment number two. No indication had been given we'd been found out. Yet.

  Danielle came up to the podium, reinforcing the déjà vu sensation in the air. I grabbed Tara's hand under the table and sighed in relief that she let me hold it. Before I knew it, they were putting up the flags of those who would remain in the competition. Tara's hand strangled mine as flag after flag faded in, telling which countries still remained in the competition. I'd lost track of how many as I watched for red white and blue to appear. It didn't.

  I looked at Tara, dread hitting my stomach and Steve shot up from his chair. "We won!"

  I jerked to the screen to see the American flag at the very bottom.

  "Whoops, sorry about that glitch," Danielle said with a stupid laugh.

  Tara and I both collapsed into each other and embraced, exhaustion setting in instantly as the tension of the last eight hours left us. Fucking glitch... Jesus Christ.

  "Baby, you did it," she whispered. "You. This was all you. I owe you so much." She held my face and kissed me.

  "As you can see, only nine countries will move to the fourth round. Demon Domination will continue and the second member of the team will face off their demons, just like the first member did. Of course we're not going to tell you all of the details. Can't have you rehearsing anything, now can we?" Hahahahahahhaa.

  Tara groaned and winced like the woman's laugh was worse than nails down a chalk board.

  "So, again, you have two days to take care of personal business before we have you back here to begin round four. Demon Domination." She said it with a wooooooo and arm pump before looking our way.

  "Are you ready Lucian? To dominate your demons? Is Tara ready to help you?" Hahahahahahahah. "I'm sure you two will make this country proud."

  More unimportant announcements ensued and Tara patted me on the shoulder then shook it. I looked at her and she quirked her brow. "You ready Mr. Bane?" She angled her head and ducked in and out of my line of vision. "You got any demons hiding in there? Some crazy ghosts?" She burst out in snorting snickers then leaned in with a muttered, "Thank God you didn't have a fucked up life like mine, babe. Round four is in the bag," she finished, barely moving her lips.

  I took up my glass of champagne and saluted her. "No fucked up life here, love." I winked and downed the bubbly bitterness then set it on the table. "No demons in this past." Because it fucking ate demons for breakfast.

  To be continued….

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