by Sara Brookes
“I want to know what you’re thinking about again.”
“Having you inside me.” His eyes darkened, taking on that familiar golden cast she’d come to recognize as arousal. “When you look at me like that it’s all I can think about.”
“Undress. Then get on your hands and knees.”
One thing her time at Noble House had showed her—she didn’t need pretty words or promises. She worked quickly, stripping each layer away until she stood before him gloriously nude. The power of the moment washed over her, giving her strength as she raised her head and their gazes collided. His expression was rich and powerful. Deep. As though he was freely offering her a glimpse into his soul.
He kept his gaze on hers as he rose from the chair, stepped over and sat on the bench. He was the one who took his time peeling away his clothes, exposing his firm and toned frame one inch at a time. By the time he was nude, she was a trembling mass of needy woman.
“Come to me. I want my mouth on those gorgeous tits.” His harsh demand caused her breath to quicken.
She straddled his abdomen, sliding so his erection pressed against her butt. It was amazing how quickly she became consumed by his need, how being totally under his command made her body quiver with anticipation.
His gaze raked over her sitting above him, a hint of his impatience coloring his expression. “I’m waiting.”
Quickly she leaned forward, sighing when he set his hands on her hips to hold her steady, offer support. The moment his lips met her nipple, she sighed again. He bathed the already tight nub with his tongue, his hot breath skating over her skin. When he flicked the hard tip, she jerked against him. He did it again and again. Her nipples grew tighter, loving the attention.
“I won’t be slow tonight, Madeline, if you haven’t already seen that. I’ve got too much pent-up energy I want to expend on you. Too much need for you that has to be sated.”
“Oh, please.”
After her plea, he drew back, his gaze aimed toward the breast he’d paid such reverent attention to. He circled his finger through the wetness he’d left on her skin. “Sit up. I want to see those pretty breasts on display.”
As she did, he turned his hand over, fitting it between their bodies so he cupped her in his palm. She started to squirm against him, but stopped when he narrowed his eyes. She hung there in the cradle of him, his hand cupping her heat, cock nestled between her cheeks.
Kochran drew back his hips, lifting her slightly so he could reposition himself between her labia. She couldn’t stop herself from rubbing against him, the slick wetness of her arousal coating his length as her excitement notched higher.
“That’s it, Madeline. Ride me, but don’t come.”
“Not without permission.”
“Mmm, that’s right, baby girl.” The nickname both men liked to use for her spilled out of his lips with a possessive growl.
Her internal muscles convulsed as she slid along the hardness pressing against her wet heat. She undulated her pelvis, pushing her pussy first against the heavy weight of his testicles, then against the tip, the friction pleasurably excruciating. She wanted to angle up, take him in her hand, to position him so that it would only take one perfect thrust to fill her all the way to his root. But she had to follow his orders.
As he gazed up at her, he wrapped his hands around her hips, taking control of her movements to work her over his cock. He wasn’t going to make this easy, forcing her to continue as her response built hotter and faster.
She rocked against him. “Please. Please.” She had no idea what she was begging for, only that she needed something, anything.
He switched the position of his hands and she was grateful for half a second until he started moving her in slow, sweeping circles. As her excitement level rose, moans and unintelligible pleas began to spill forth. Incoherent noises she couldn’t contain as her body coiled tighter and tighter and...
“I’m close. So, so close.”
He lifted her off him with an impressive display of strength and set her on her hands and knees on the bench. A crack split the air. A full second later, the sting of pain bloomed across her ass. The shock of being hit tamped down on her arousal.
“Who do your orgasms belong to, Madeline?”
She couldn’t find the breath necessary to answer right away and another hit struck her ass. This time, the pain merged with her fleeting excitement, giving it a sharp, dangerous edge.
“Tell me who.”
She couldn’t contain her gasp when he rubbed at the stinging pain. “You.”
“Good girl.”
She didn’t want to be the good girl right now. She wanted the orgasm, wanted it so badly she nearly touched her clit. It would only take a few quick strokes to find the release hanging just out of reach. But she pressed her hand against the warm leather under her palm, forcing herself to remain still.
“Very good girl.” Kochran curled over her back, the heat of his flesh pressing hard against the sting across her butt. “You want to climax, don’t you? Want it with everything you are. If I just let you have that brief moment of respite, you’ll be able to endure whatever else I have planned for you.” He jerked his pelvis against the round curve of her ass, forcing her to feel the hard steel of his erection against the places he’d spanked. “But you’ll only come when I command, isn’t that right?”
She was starting to fully grasp just what kind of Dominant Kochran Duke was. Of course she’d seen it on the countless videos, been under his command before, but she now understood that he could take her past her limits in a short span of time. Show her how she was capable of stretching beyond what she thought so she could meet every demand. Those desires weren’t merely physical. Mentally she wanted to please him as well, however and whenever he chose to make her fully and utterly his.
“Yes,” she said quietly as her focus narrowed to a singular point of reference.
“There you go, nestling quite nicely along, aren’t you?”
She nodded, unable to form the word again as warmth washed over her. The world blurred at the edges, blunted by the endorphins coursing through her at breakneck speed.
“Head down. Hips up.” Though he maintained contact with her to provide support if she needed it, she easily made the transition to the position he wanted.
“This is your acceptance, Madeline. Forehead to the table, ass in the air. Someday I will order you to wait for me in this position so that when I enter Court, your pretty cunt will be the first thing I see.”
She inhaled sharply. Such a position of subjugation would display her fully to him. Allow him to see the flushed pussy, the weight of her breasts. How ready she was for him to take her. The picture of the moment that formed in her head caused her to groan.
“Imagining it now, aren’t you? The press of hardwood against your forehead and your knees as you wait for your Master to arrive.”
At the sound of that word, she ceased thinking. Master. God, yes. A hot, needy sensation exploded through her core, rising to light an ache in her lower belly, her chest. Spirals of awareness unfurled through her as she vibrated with the desire to serve Kochran.
He cradled her neck in his palm, turning her face so she could meet his gaze. His penetrative look told her he recognized every single one of the emotions churning through her. “Does my claiming you make you wet, Madeline?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good, I intend to keep you that way.” He turned her face down again, pushed with gentle force to ensure she understood to keep her forehead pressed against the supple leather. When he set his palm against her lower back, she closed her eyes and let out a slow steady stream of air.
He parted her buttocks, exploring with that proprietary way that made her feel utterly his. “Have you ever been taken here?”
“No, Sir.”
“But it was right there on that hand
written list of yours, wasn’t it?” He traced the rim, dipping the tip of his finger inside her for a moment. “Fourth item from the top, if I remember correctly.”
God, she hated that list almost as much as she loved it. Like it was a peek into her soul. In many ways it had been, on that ridiculously expensive paper. “Yes, it is.”
His touch moved away, then returned, but this time it was cool and slick. “Just a little lubrication to help things along.”
Everything was so new and foreign and exciting. She wanted to experience it all. Her focus pinged everywhere at once. Need clenched at her core, the aching desire to be filled by him.
“Shhh. Relax for me so I can do wicked things to you.” The dangerous promise in his voice touched off new fires. In some crazy, thrilling way the idea of doing all sorts of insanely naughty things with him brought back a full rush of her excitement.
Something smooth touched her anus, and she released a shuddering breath. He stretched her with the pressure, opening her to him slowly with a practiced hand. The initial discomfort of the intrusion morphed into a hot need that had her angling her hips to accept more.
“That’s it, baby girl. Take it all.”
The item seemed to go on forever as it slipped deeper. Finally, her body accepted it, her asshole closing around the slender neck to hold it in place. He bent, brushing his lips against the small of her back. The tender gesture caused her muscles to clench around what he’d placed inside her, sending a hot lance of lust spearing through her core.
“You are a treasure.”
She didn’t know if a response was required, so she simply let the beauty of the accolade wash over her.
“Such beautiful, utter surrender.” He kissed the small of her back again, then moved higher, brushing his lips against the knobs of her spine. A heavy object was set near her elbow before she heard the whisper of something being dragged across carpet. In her peripheral vision, she watched him sit in the chair he’d moved beside the table. He retrieved the object he’d set next to her, and now she could tell it was his cell phone.
Strange. She hadn’t expected Kochran to have it so close at hand during a scene. Unless he needed it to be in contact with—a sudden vibration severed her train of thought. It had originated from whatever he’d placed in her ass. The strong pulse burst through her again, causing her to cry out.
“Music to my ears. I thought you would appreciate this little device as it appeals to your geek sensibilities. A plug equipped with the latest Bluetooth and Wi-Fi capabilities.”
It gave an answering burst of power that made her clench her teeth. The vibrator nestled deep inside her buzzed, travelling through her, relaxing her at the same time that it aroused her. The frequency of the vibration increased, building and building until she was certain she couldn’t take anymore.
It stopped suddenly, leaving her panting. The ache of absence filled her. Amazing how she’d vacillated so quickly from never experiencing this sort of pleasure to craving it.
“Something tells me this will have your cunt gushing before long.”
The fiercely intense build toward orgasm began again in earnest, making her shudder. The harsh, rasping sound of his voice charged the air around her. But she accepted his treatment, her legs shaking in response to the approaching climax.
She became more aroused, her clit pulsing even though there was nothing stimulating it. “Master...please.”
“Keep doing that. Lift your ass a little higher.” He made a noise when she complied, rotating her hips. “That’s it. Goddamn, I could watch you go fucking mindless like this for hours.”
“I’m going to come,” she whimpered, fighting against the climax.
“You are when I say you can. Fight it, Madeline.”
She wanted to comply with his command but her grasp on control was rapidly slipping. “I can’t.”
“Damn right you can’t.” He leaned closer, setting the phone directly in her field of vision. A quick glance at the screen showed he’d set it to the highest frequency without a pause programmed into the cycle.
“You’re a fucking sadist, Master.”
He laughed. “Damn right I am.” His teeth gleamed as he grinned. “Seventh item on your list, I believe.”
Come at the hands of a cruel Master.
Her body revved and eager, she screamed her pleasure as the orgasm tore through her. Her hips worked involuntarily to draw out her pleasure, and she rode the vibrant edge of the climax. When she came down, she realized she was making gasping noises that sounded like sobs. Kochran brushed her hair back from her face, heat turning his eyes all sorts of interesting colors.
“I’m going to fuck you now my sweet, sweet submissive, Madeline. And you’re going to fly even further and scream even louder the next time you come, understand?”
The cell phone lit under his touch. At first she thought he was going to turn the vibrator off, but he tapped it a few times to queue up a preset pattern. “I’m going to leave this right here. Let you see the settings as they happen instead of wondering. Don’t take your eyes off it.”
He moved behind her, the sound of foil ripping as he opened a condom touching off new fires of exhilaration. She positioned herself automatically, the anticipation of him finally entering her almost too much to endure. As hard as it was to imagine him filling her while the plug was still in place, the desire to be doubly penetrated sent a strong pulse of yearning flowing through her.
A long string of unintelligible noises spilled from her mouth as he entered her. He was hard and thick, filling her with his sheathed cock in one stroke. Her vision grayed at the edges and she dug her fingernails into the bench in an effort not to come undone by the decadent sensations bracketing her on all sides. The combination of the plug and his cock stretched her to the brink, and still she wanted more.
When he withdrew, he repositioned her hips, shoving through the tight fist of her cunt to achieve full, deep penetration. The vibrations began in earnest, and they both gave twin groans as Kochran started moving with short, but still intensely effective strokes.
As the pulsing of the vibrator increased, her orgasm hung perilously close. Inside this space he’d built for her, she was consumed by him. Lost. Not in a bad way, but completely out of control and so unequivocally his.
“Yesss...” she hissed as the vibrations kicked high.
Kochran dug his fingers into her hips. “Fucking thing is malfunctioning. Should have stopped over a minute ago.” The vibrator gave an answering pulse, the movements again growing impossibly stronger, this time causing her to gasp. The muscles in Kochran’s thighs went rock hard against the backs of her legs as he tried to power through the cycle.
The vibrations ceased without warning and they both gasped at the same time. It pulsed again, softly this time, almost too softly. Her vision cleared enough for her to see the phone screen and saw the unit was supposed to be powered down. It buzzed with a strong pulse. The application in front of her hadn’t changed. Though Kochran seemed to believe it had malfunctioned, her thoughts went in a decidedly different direction.
Maddy scanned Court again, searching for a familiar face. She found him close by, closer than she was expecting. Cleary he wanted to be found as he didn’t appear to be masking his presence in any way.
Ezra stood ten feet away, leaning against a column, his cell phone in hand. Though his posture was relaxed, he was anything but nonchalant. He knew exactly what was going on. And judging by the ridge she could make out under the zipper of his pants, he was also astonishingly aroused.
Ezra’s gaze lifted slowly, as though he was taking his time to enjoy the picture the two of them made together. When their gazes finally collided, a sharp stab of arousal bit her.
Kochran groaned. “You just went all hot and tight around me. Jesus, Madeline.” He dug his fingers into her thighs. “Before we go any further, you all righ
t with this?”
She glanced back over her shoulder, noting the light sparking in his eyes. He didn’t appear bothered by the fact Ezra had muscled his way into the scene. That Ezra would have a say in the outcome of their pleasure. His gaze was on her, but she knew Kochran intended the question for both Ezra and her. This blended what had already happened between them, checking off more things on that list of hers. It also seemed like a natural progression to her, a merging of everything already between them.
Two Doms.
All hers.
Phew.
Her wildest fantasies had taken her to this place a few times, and now her real life was about to get a kick into overdrive. She met Kochran’s gaze first, then Ezra’s. “Yes. Please. Oh yes.”
Ezra smirked and tapped the screen of his cell phone. The vibrator gave a powerful buzz that made Kochran tighten his grip and drive inside her. He pulled back and thrust forward, speeding toward release without instructing her to hold back her climax. He slammed hard into her, grinding his hips against hers as though he was an animal possessed. It triggered a powerful climax that had her screaming and crying at the same time, overwhelmed by the intensity. Kochran shouted his release, suddenly thrusting a few times. The movement sparked another wave of orgasm rippling through her, stealing the last of her energy so she went limp under Kochran’s strong hold.
Through the haze of pleasure, she noted Ezra’s fingers had gone white where he tightly gripped his cell phone. He made no move toward them, instead shoving the phone into his pocket and stepping back into the darkness.
Chapter Twenty-Two
It had been a while since Kochran had been this protective of someone. Longer still since he’d felt that sharp coil of need toward two people. Sure, he cared for every member on his roster like a protective father figure, but his feelings about this matter were different. He was downright giddy, still riding the pleasant buzz of anticipation and need twining together from his scene with Maddy a few days ago.
