Freeing His Swan Dancer

by Nikki Prince

  “The safest place for him right now is to stay with Petra. I’ve had guards sent to be with her and the kids. She’s promised to let us know if anything happens. Doc and Felipe have promised to help us.”

  “Guards, how can you afford guards?” Last she knew he was an employee at the club just like she was. How could he have the ability to send out guards?

  “I have connections.” It was all that he offered, and she accepted it. Dante had always been resourceful. He would never lie to her about something as important as Jamie’s safety. He loved her son just as much as she did.

  Dante leaned in and kissed her softly, his lips searching hers as he drew her close. The need that she sensed behind that kiss matched her own, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, offering more of herself to him.

  Dante groaned and parted the kiss, pressing his face into her neck then dropping a small kiss there, then several more on the marks made by Jace on her throat.

  “You’re going to be bruised.”

  Odette heard the anger infused in his voice. She knew that anger wasn’t directed at her but at Jace. She reached up and stroked her hand across his cheek. Oh how she loved him. She nodded her head “Yes, but it will fade with time. I just want this over. I’m tired of running.”

  “Come on, my sweet. It’s time to get out of here.”

  “Can I talk to Jamie on the way to the club?”

  “Yes, of course, babe.”

  There was a brief pause, and she thought he was going to speak again, but there was a tap on the door. Doctor Fairee stuck his head in.

  “Sorry to bother you two, Dante, but the boys out here need you. I’ll stay with Odette while you speak with them.”

  “Thanks, Doc.” Dante leaned in and kissed her forehead then stood. “I’m sure this won’t be long, and then we’ll be on our way.”

  “Okay.” She sat up and let her feet hang off the hospital bed as the silver fox himself entered and sat on a chair opposite the bed.

  “Thank you for everything, Doctor Fairee.”

  “Unnecessary, my girl, it was and will always be a pleasure to help those that I can.” Odette saw him reach into his jacket pocket and pull something out, holding it in his hands as he leaned forward. He turned it in his hands, and she watched as the golden card glittered in the hospital room light. He cleared his throat and captured her attention.

  “Do you believe that you should be happy, Odette?”

  “I’d like to be.”

  “That isn’t really what I asked you. Is it?” He was looking at her over his glasses, his crystal blue eyes twinkling.

  “No, it’s not. Yes, I believe everyone should be happy, most specifically myself since you’re asking.”

  “Then what stops you from reaching out with both hands?”

  “Jace.”

  “What if he was no longer an issue? That is the question I put before you, Odette.” He stood and handed the card to her, and she took it. It seemed to glimmer a bit brighter in her hand. On the face of the card was a large white swan that morphed into her. Though it surprised her, it didn’t scare her. Of all the things she’d seen before this moment, this was exhilarating and not scary.

  Flipping the card over, the words emblazoned there made her breath catch. ‘Some things are written in the stars. Your star is your refuge and protection, grasp it before it’s too late’. She’d had that very thought about what was happening between them not being fate, but this card proved differently. Dante’s visage appeared, and she knew instantly that she’d rather die with him than live without him.

  “I take it that Jace will no longer come between you and your happiness?”

  “Yes…thank you, Doctor Fairee.”

  “So this is an open invitation to the club to fulfill a wish that you both have.”

  “What if I can’t be what he needs?”

  “That is something between the two of you that must be figured out. The offer of the club is still there. Besides, it is the best place for you to be while this all gets figured out.”

  She sighed. “Yes, you’re right, thank you.”

  “No worries, my dear. Now, your man is about to come into the room. I’m sure I’ll see you about the club at some point.”

  She was going to ask him how he knew that Dante was coming back, but then the door opened and Fairee went out, but not before he winked at her. There was no doubt in her mind from that instant on that the Doctor had magic of his own.

  Chapter Eleven

  She’d been staying in a suite at Club Fantasy for a few days and only allowed to rest. When she argued with Dante that she had bills to pay, he’d told her it was time she really let him take care of her. Dante had also made sure that she had anything she needed as far as her clothing and incidentals, which had been picked up while she’d been in the hospital.

  In all the time she’d been there, Dante hadn’t so much as tried to touch her other than some kisses and light petting, and that had her climbing the walls. She could only assume that he was letting her heal from the trauma with Jace’s demon. Tonight she wasn’t going to just have him kiss her; she’d show him she wanted more. Sitting in a large chair in the corner of the suite wearing absolutely nothing, she waited for him.

  When the door opened, she stood with a smile on her face as Dante entered the room. Damn, he was fine. He was in a pair of black dress slacks and a black long sleeved shirt with a red tie. Straight up the man was sexy as hell. The look he gave her set her on fire, as his eyes traveled slowly up her from her feet to stop on her face. She stayed where she was. He didn’t say a thing, but she saw the question in his eyes and watched as he put his hands on his hips.

  “I’ve been here a few days, and you’ve yet to touch me other than the polite, almost brotherly kisses.”

  Dante stopped right in front of her with a smile on his face.

  “I thought you didn’t want what I have to offer, O?”

  He was so close she could smell his cologne and the scent that was purely his.

  “Isn’t a lady allowed to change her mind?”

  “O, you need to be sure that this is what you want. I’ve waited a bit because I didn’t want this to happen just because of your run in with Jace.”

  She nodded her head, and when he released her hand from his grip, she settled on her knees in front of him in supplication on the plush carpet, face down with hands outspread before her.

  “Yes, Master, I’m sure. This is what I want, what I’ve always wanted. I’ve realized that running from my past is hurting my future.” She bowed her head and kept her hands on the tops of her thighs.

  “The future…we won’t talk about the future right now. I don’t want you making any choices that you may regret later.”

  “But…” She tried to protest, but he cut her off.

  “No, no buts. Stay right where you are.”

  Odette had been about to tell him she loved him and that she would trust him to take care of the threat to their lives. She’d wait. She knew better than to move from her place when he used that tone of voice. She also realized that he’d taken her at her word and they’d continue where they’d left off. Dante was a sensual Dom, and he was going to make her pay for keeping them apart in so many sexy ways she knew she wouldn’t be able to keep count.

  She listened as he moved about, but she didn’t react. This was about trusting him. Whatever he was going to do, she had to trust that it was what she needed. A purple blindfold was dropped in front of her.

  “Put it on. I want to make sure you can’t see out of it.”

  Picking up the blindfold, she smiled as she covered her eyes with it and tied it at the back of her hair and then continued to kneel with her back straight, her breasts thrust out, and her hands on her legs.

  “Can you see anything, baby?”

  “No, Sir, I don’t see a thing. There isn’t even a sliver of light coming through.”

  “Perfect. Now you stay in that position until I tell you otherwise.”<
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  Odette could hear him moving about the room, opening drawers and closing them. She wasn’t sure what he was getting, but whatever it was she didn’t have any doubts that said items would cause her extreme pleasure. Then she heard the door open and close. He left her. He’d walked out and left her. She was about to panic when the thought that he’d be back washed over her because he wouldn’t have told her to wait until he gave her orders.

  Time ticked by, and she was beginning to think that he’d forgotten about. She’d been sitting so long her legs were starting to tremble. She drew in a deep breath, filling her lungs full of air, then let it go slowly. This game of waiting had been played out before, so she knew she could do it. She was so wet for him that her juices coated her inner thighs, and she was sure now on the part of her legs she was resting on.

  The door opened again, and there was more movement and even more silence. From somewhere in the room, she heard his voice, and she turned her head slowly in that direction.

  “Girl, I can smell you all the way over here. Wet for me, aren’t you?”

  “Yes, Sir, so wet I can feel it dripping.”

  “Remind us both what your safe word is…”

  “Freedom.”

  “Right, freedom is the word you will use if you wish me to stop anything that happens between us from this point forward.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She nodded her head, licking her lips.

  “Damn, girl, enough waiting. I’ve set up the room for us to be able to play in any way we wish.” She purred in excitement when he scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards whatever delicious fun awaited her. He briefly stood her on her feet, and she gasped as the pinch of nipple clamps sent a shock through her body. She hissed.

  “I haven’t forgotten how sensitive your nipples are, Odette…” When Dante tugged at the clamps, she hissed once more. The pain was a pleasure she’d forgotten.

  The coolness of leather shocked her skin, and as he settled her into that piece of furniture she recognized it for what it was. It was a spanking horse. This one allowed her breasts to hang free through two holes that were in it. She rested her face to the side, unable to stop the excited beating of her heart.

  “Do you want to know what I plan to do first, babe?”

  “Yes, please…”

  “Well, of course, you’re going to get the usual spanking for all of your disobedience in making us stay apart for as long as you have. So there is the flogger, so that I can give your ass that impeccable blush it gets when I flog you. I want your ass to be stinging so that when I do the other things to you it will be hard for you not to come. But, my sweet, we know you won’t come until I tell you to, right?”

  “Yes, Sir, not until you say I can.”

  Without warning Dante slapped her ass with the flogger. A delicious burning pain radiated through her body, and she bucked into the furniture. She wasn’t even given the chance to recover as he flogged her in rapid succession, paying attention to both of her ass cheeks equally. Soon she was arching into the spanking

  “Ahh, there’s that beautiful pink flush I love.”

  Her ass felt like it was on fire, and when he soothed it by rubbing both of his hands over her ass softly she gave a moan. Not being able to see what he was doing to her added to the thrill.

  “I think more flogging is in order.”

  “Please, Sir. Give me more. I crave more.”

  He didn’t say anything more. He just flogged her ass until she was crying and writhing against the sawhorse. It burned so good. Tears fell from her eyes. How on earth had she survived without this?

  She heard him move away, and it didn’t take him long to return. She jumped as a wet coldness was applied to her ass, and she realized he was rubbing ice along it.

  “Ohhh!”

  “Like that, do you, baby?”

  “God, yes!” She screamed when he bit her abused skin, then trailed kisses on her ass and parted her cheeks with his hands. She groaned as he licked along the crack and began rimming her. She couldn’t even begin to describe the extreme pleasure he was giving her by stroking his tongue there. There was a bundle of nerves there that most people missed out on having pleasured. First he gave her the heat of his tongue and then the chill of ice. She moaned again, bucking.

  “There will be plenty of time to fuck your ass in the future, and I’m so going to enjoy it. But don’t think I’m going to let you get away with being empty there. Tonight you’re going to be filled with anal beads.”

  God he’d remembered everything that she liked from their time together before. She trembled and then shuddered when he moved on with his seduction. He kissed and licked his way from her ass to her pussy, swirling his fingers in her juices before parting her, slipping the cold ice cube into her. The shock of that piece of ice in her heated core made her gasp.

  “Hold it. Don’t let it slip out. Keep it within you until it melts.”

  “As hot as I am it’s not going to be long before it melts.”

  “I think it’s time you’re in the chair. I’m going to undo your restraints and take off your blindfold. Nipple clamps are staying on. When you’re able get up and get into the chair with your legs draped over the arms of the chair, keep yourself spread for me. You also need to hold your hands in front of you. Slouch down into the chair so that your pussy and ass are open to me.”

  He released her as he said he would and took off the blindfold. She blinked as she adjusted her eyes to the light again and lay briefly against the leather before she got up and steadied herself, eager to have his brand of pleasure as quick as possible. Though knowing her Master as she did, she had a feeling he’d make her wait.

  Chapter Twelve

  Dante sensed her eyes on him as he moved slowly about the room, taking his time in getting the toys he had in mind to use on her. He grabbed a long purple ostrich tickler, the small bucket of ice he’d put inside the small refrigerator earlier, lube, and a small finger vibrator. He was going to tempt and tease her until she was begging to come. Turning back to her and strolling slowly over to the small table next to the chair where she sat, he set the items down. He noted she was squirming in the chair and that her breathing had accelerated.

  “Recognize anything amongst these toys?”

  “The feather tickler…god, it looks like the one we used back then.”

  “Yes, it does, doesn’t it? I remembered how much you loved one of these being used on you.”

  “You loved to endlessly tease me with it. Is that the plan now?”

  He grinned, not saying anything, just allowing his actions to speak for him. He slowly undid the buttons of his shirt, parting it, and then loosened his tie, sliding it off his neck and holding it in his hand. He had a fun night planned for her. It was going to be a night that would fulfill both of their fantasies and then some.

  “Hold your hands out.”

  Without questioning him, she held her hands with the fingers clasped together. He wrapped the tie around her wrists, tying them together so she could not free them.

  “Love how ties do in a pinch.”

  She giggled. “Um, you know, we are in a BDSM club. You could have found some bondage rope.”

  “Yep, I could have, but I like having something personal to bind you.”

  She flashed him a beautiful smile and then settled back in the chair as he’d asked. Taking her bound hands in his, he lifted her arms up above her until the tie was attached to the hook on the wall. This position arched her breasts perfectly for his touch. Backing up, he smiled.

  “Now that’s one beautiful sight.”

  She bit her bottom lip and arched her back even farther, as if she were giving herself up as an offering.

  He knelt in front of her. Reaching up, he undid the clamps on her nipples, placing them on the table next to the toys. The moan of pleasure escaping her lips went straight to his cock. Shrugging out of his shirt, he let it fall to the floor, then stood undoing the zipper of his pants before letting them sli
de down his legs for him to step out of them.

  “No turning back, O. You ready for this?”

  “Very ready…Master Dante.”

  He reached for a cube of ice then settled on his knees back between her spread legs. His eyes still on hers, he stroked the ice over her hard nipples. She hissed and then moaned. Leaning up, he placed his mouth on her other nipple, licking and sucking. Her response was beautiful, her body writhing in the chair as she tried to push more of her nipple into his mouth. He lifted off her breast, and she made a whining sound.

  “Please, please don’t stop. I need more.”

  Reaching back into the bucket, he took another ice cube and trailed it down between her breasts. He lifted the ice, watching as water dripped down and pooled in her naval.

  “I’m going to get you a belly button ring and a clit ring. Mark your beautiful body as mine.” By the catch in her breath, it was obvious she liked that idea.

  He licked the path of the water, stopping at her belly button and teasing his tongue around it. He sprinkled kisses down until he was kissing the top of her pussy. She was nicely shaved bare. So sexy, just like he liked her. It was magnificent to see that she was doing things to please him.

  “You did this for me today?”

  “Yes, Master. I wanted you to take me. No more kid gloves, please. I can take it all.”

  Staring into her eyes he smiled, pulling the piece of ice down until he was right above her clit.

  “Nooo, don’t stop.”

  “Don’t stop…?” He smacked her inner thigh.

  “Ah! Master, please don’t stop. Your girl needs more.”

  He pressed the ice to her clit, and he watched as her mouth opened on a long moan. She was so hot that it didn’t take long for the ice to melt.

  “I have another surprise for you, O.”

  Dipping his head down, he swirled his tongue over her clit. Dante loved the long, drawn out groan that escaped Odette’s lips.