Embracing My Submission

by Jenna Jacob

  My Master.

  My Master!

  Hammering into my searing ass with unmerciful thrusts, his fingers plucked upon my clit like a fine-honed violin. My sobs soon turned to cries of rapture as he drew me to a height I’d never thought possible. Grunting with each thrust, his fractured words of praise tangled with my screams, a haunting melody of confirmation. Validation. Ownership.

  Pain swirled into pleasure so enormous I was powerless to stop it. Pleasure mixed with panic threatened to swallow me whole.

  “Please, Master! I can’t...” I screamed as my limbs tingled and grew numb, terrified, knowing I was only a matter of seconds away from shattering.

  “Now. Come hard for me slave,” he roared in command. Fingers dug into my hips as he launched his cock like a piston, in and out of my quivering hole.

  Bursts of multi-colored lights blinded me as I plunged headlong into the swelling abyss. Tumbling and falling in a spectacular prism of color, I splintered.

  Ripped apart at the seams, I disintegrated.

  Screaming at the top of my lungs, my pussy and ass contracted and seized around his cock. I succumbed to the blinding explosion. Spasms wracked my body as I thrust back against him, matching in ruthless abandon his every lunge.

  “Mine!” Mika screamed in feral declaration as his molten seed erupted.

  His scalding shower singed my virgin walls while his ferocious cries melded with mine. As he emptied into me, I could feel the unconditional love of his heart and soul thread through me, weaving me to him for all time.

  My body hummed with a palpable current. My pussy and ass continued to flutter and contract in powerful aftershocks. With his cock still buried deep in my ass, he stilled his hips as his fingers lovingly danced down my spine.

  An unfamiliar warmth filled my soul, much different from the usual sated exhaustion following sex. A languid peacefulness, like a blanket of serenity, settled over me. No chaos cluttered my mind. No fears seeped into the recesses. Just a placid tranquility enveloping me.

  I had been claimed.

  The gnawing ache inside to be owned had at last been sated. Filled. Tears stung my eyes. I felt complete and safe with him surrounding me.

  Mika slowly withdrew from my quivering passage. My shoulders slumped to the bed as I sobbed. My ass was still posed in the air with my hands still spreading my cheeks open for him as I buried my face in the sheet and wept.

  Mika moved my hands away from my ass and gently tugged my legs from under me. Lying flat on the bed, his hot body covered me and with a gentle touch, his fingers brushed the ringlet curls from my face.

  “Talk to me, pet. Did I hurt you?” There was a note of fear in his voice.

  “No, Master.” I sniffed as I tried to stem the flow of tears. “You were loving, like you said. You...you...prepared me. It didn’t hur...hurt. I just feel small and fragile.”

  “Awww, pet. Come. Let me hold you.”

  He wrapped me in his steely arms, repositioned himself and lifted me onto his lap as he sat upon the bed. “You were spectacular, love, far more than I could have imagined. I love you. I love you so much. We are bound together now, precious, for all time. You’ve made all my dreams come true, Julianna.”

  “I love you Master. I love you Mika. Dreams,” I nodded with a slow, sated smile. “They really do come true.”

  After long minutes wrapped safely in his arms, he stood. My head lolled against his hard chest as he made his way toward the spacious bathroom opposite the bed.

  “Come, let’s get you cleaned up.”

  “I thought I was supposed to care for you,” I murmured as the delicious warm water cascaded over my still-throbbing flesh. Clutching the loofa and citrus shower gel, Mika began slathering suds over my breasts.

  “Not yet, pet. My job isn’t done yet. I need to take care of you. Then after you’re totally spent and near coma from all the demands I plan to make on your succulent body, I’ll shroud you in even more aftercare.”

  Issuing a soft sigh, I closed my eyes and savored the touch of his broad, strong hands sliding effortlessly over my body.

  “Mmm, that feels so good. I love you, Mika.” I moaned when his fingers massaged shampoo into my scalp.

  With a feral growl, he tightly gripped my hair. Slanting his lips over mine, he plunged his tongue into my mouth with an urgent, demanding kiss. I took everything he gave with a greedy moan. His hot cock was hard and ardent, pressing against my stomach. The man was a machine, not that I was complaining. His kiss alone rekindled a carnal fire and my clit throbbed, yet again, in need. How was it possible? He’d just given me the most explosive orgasm of my life, yet I craved more. Mika was an irresistible drug, and I was a strung-out junkie so addicted I would forever reject detox.

  Ending the kiss, a wicked smile curled on his swollen lips as his hand eased between my thighs and his fingers circled my well-used asshole. “Are you sore?”

  “A little,” I confessed in a shy voice.

  “Good. Let the pain remind you who you belong to, pet.”

  “As if I could forget,” I taunted, raising my brows.

  “Wash me. I can already tell you need the sass fucked out of you, and I plan on doing that right now.”

  His hand cinched tight in my curls, and he forced me to my knees. Reaching up, I plucked the soft loofa from his hand and coated my fingers in its thick, rich suds. Dropping the sponge, I washed his dark, ridged cock with my fist. His angry, pulsating veins made my mouth water, and I licked my lips, whimpering as I slid my tightly squeezed hand up and down his shaft.

  “Insatiable much, love?” he asked with a hint of amusement.

  “With you, Master? Always,” I confessed as I teased his seeping crest with my thumb.

  “Keep it up my sweet slut and you’ll be begging for mercy.” His growled words weren’t a threat but a promise. A shiver of anticipation shook my body as I gripped his stalk, fist fucking his bubble-coated hot shaft. “Rise and fuck me, girl.”

  “Is that a command, Sir?” I giggled.

  Without another word, he pulled me to my feet. My giggles were quickly replaced by gasps, then a long sultry moan when he quickly rinsed the suds from his cock and pushed my back against the cool, tiled wall. With one demanding thrust, he was buried balls deep in my pussy. Crying out in a combination of pleasure and pain, my narrow opening clutched around his shaft working furiously to accommodate it.

  “What are you?” he growled with his mouth pressed against my ear.

  “Your slave.”

  “Show me, girl. Fuck me like a slave.”

  Rolling my hips, I wiggled back from his warmth, just dislodging his cock a slight bit. Biting my lip to contain my cries of pain mixed ecstasy, I slammed my fluttering tunnel onto his shaft. Over and again I fucked him like a wild animal, humping and grinding upon his turgid, thick cock. Unrestrained. Uncontrolled. Unbridled.

  Mika’s low grunts of approval bred a newfound freedom within. I lost all inhibitions.

  His pleasure was my purpose.

  My fingers dug into his marbled shoulders as I pounded upon his cock with a crazed frenzy. His broad crest scraped over my G-spot with a vengeance, and the mounting pressure built like a giant tsunami. My growls of need fused with his grunts of pleasure. An erotic song of power filled my ears.

  “Beg for it, precious. You know you want it. I want to hear your desperation,” his husky lust-filled voice beckoned.

  “Please, Master. I can’t hold it back. It’s going to...”

  “Now, girl. Give it to me. Now!” he barked as his fingers pinched my nipples while his other hand yanked my hair with savage demand.

  “Master!” The cry slashed from my throat as a thunderous wave of ecstasy pulled me under, and I screamed loud and long as the orgasm ripped through me. Mika’s hot seed jettisoned deep into my spasming womb. Filling me. Marking me. Once again, claiming me as his.

  Limp and sated, I sagged against his hot chest, gasping the steam-filled air into my lungs. He loosened h
is fingers from my hair. Pulling me from the wall, he adjusted the water temperature then embraced me in a powerful hold. As the cool water pelted my blazing flesh, I clung to him, floating in a delirious, sated haze.

  Neither of us said anything for a long time. As the water became cold, he turned off the shower and handed me a towel. I dried the droplets of water from his chocolate flesh, paying special attention to his half-limp cock and heavy sac.

  Unable to resist the temptation, I leaned down and planted a kiss on the tip of his cock. Without a word, he clutched my hair and pulled me upright.

  “Did you have permission for that girl?” he asked with a twinkle in his eyes and a small smile on his exotic lips.

  “No Master,” I whispered in mock shame.

  “Brat,” he growled with a much broader smile. “You need to work on subterfuge, pet. Your remorse was nowhere near convincing.”

  A guilty giggle vibrated in the back of my throat, and I gave him a playful wink.

  “Back to the bed, girl. I think you need to feel some leather upon your ass cheeks.”

  With a gleeful squeal of delight, I snagged another towel and dried myself in record time. Running to the bed, I jumped into the air and landed with a whoosh upon the mattress. Clamoring onto my hands and knees, I wiggled my ass in invitation.

  Mika’s laughter made me smile. Seconds later, a broad leather paddle landed a burning slap against my butt.

  “Thank you, Master,” I hissed in delight. “May I have another?”

  “For now, your safe word is ‘mercy,’ my love. Soon you’ll have no safe word and will be totally at my mercy.”

  “I can’t wait,” I purred as my heart soared in absolute bliss.

  EPILOGUE

  Three Weeks Later

  “Julianna. Come on, we’re going to be late,” Mika called from the hallway.

  I danced on one foot, trying to slide into my shoe while I attempted to secure the back of my earring.

  Drake, Sammie, and Trevor had pulled out all the stops at Genesis in preparation for our collaring ceremony. Well, mostly Trevor. From what Sammie had told me, Trevor had gone “gay-zerk” on decorations alone.

  I looked up. Mika was standing in the doorway, his brow arched as I continued to hop on one foot. Flopping to the bed, I gazed upon him with hunger gripping my core. He was dressed in a formal tux. His bronzed skin glowed against the crisp cotton shirt. Broad shoulders filled out the black tapered jacket, drawing attention to his narrow waist.

  “Master, you look decadent. I want to stay home and undress you with my teeth. Please? I don’t want to be put on display in front of everyone at the club,” I whined in a pitiful moan.

  “Tough shit, girl. I’m claiming your tight ass tonight in front of God and everyone. Now get that sexy ass of mine moving. We’re late.”

  My lips formed an exaggerated pout. “Yeah, yeah. I’m coming.” I huffed as I yanked the strap of my shoe over my heel.

  In three long strides, Mika ate up the hardwood floor then cupped my chin. Lifting me from the bed, his eyes narrowed.

  “Who am I?”

  A sly smile curled on my lips as I smoothed my fingers over the lapels of his jacket. “Why, you’re the great and powerful Oz, Master.” I smiled with a shameless, wicked grin. Then slanting my lips over his, I took one last liberty and kissed him. Kissed him with all the passion, love, devotion, and submission I held in my heart.

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Jenna Jacob is married and lives in Kansas. She loves music, cooking, camping, and riding Harley’s in the country. At thirteen she began writing short stories and poetry and dreamed of one day becoming an author.

  Now that her four children are grown, she has time to paint with words, the pictures in her twisted mind. Outgoing with a warped sense of humor, she’s never once been accused of being shy or introverted. With close to twenty years of experience in the dynamics of the BDSM lifestyle, she strives to portray Dominance and submission with a passionate and comprehensive voice.

  COMING SOON

  ONE DOM TO LOVE - Is the first in a brand new BDSM Erotic Romance Series titled: The Doms of Her Life and will be available soon.

  Jenna is co-author with New York Times Bestselling Author Shayla Black and Isabella LaPearl. The three have created a toe-curling, knock-you-off-your-feet erotic treat. Here’s a peek:

  Raine Kendall has been in love with her boss, Macen Hammerman, for years. Determined to make the man notice that she’s a grown woman with desires and needs, she pours out her heart and offers her body to him—only to be crushingly rejected. But when his friend, very single, very sexy Liam O’Neill, watches the other Dom refuse to act on his obvious feelings for Raine, he resolves to step in and do whatever it takes to help Hammer find happiness again, even rousing his friend’s possessive instincts by making the girl a proposition too tempting to refuse. But he never imagines that he’ll end up falling for her himself.

  Hammer has buried his lust for Raine for years. After rescuing the budding runaway from an alley behind his exclusive BDSM dungeon, he has come to covet the pretty submissive. But tragedy has taught him that he can never be what she needs. So he watches over her while struggling to keep his distance. Liam’s crafty plan blindsides Hammer, especially when he sees how determined his friend is to possess Raine for his own. Hammer isn’t ready to give the lovely submissive over to any other Dom, but can he heal from his past and fight for her? Or will he lose Raine if she truly gives herself—heart, body, and soul—to Liam?

  MASTERS OF MY DESIRE—The second book in The Doms of Genesis series will be available in early 2013.

  Two Dominant men and one unsuspecting submissive make for a lurid, luscious ménage. Master of My Desire is guaranteed to keep you hot in the coming winter months. Just take a look:

  Watching two big burly men walk toward the patrol car, I couldn’t decide which one to focus on. Both were equally scrumptious, and I’d been void of a good dose of eye candy for what seemed like forever. They were the most mouthwatering, gorgeous, virile men I’d ever seen. Startlingly aware of my contracting nipples, I tried to swallow but suddenly my mouth was dry and my throat seemed to close up. A warm slippery release wept from between the folds of my sex as the tall, Native American-looking man captured my gaze with a commanding hold.

  A lusty tremor rippled through my body as the sheriff turned to me. “Do you know these boys?” he asked, concern wrinkling his brow.

  “No sir,” I whispered in a shy voice as I shook my head.

  I didn’t know them, but I sure as hell wanted to. Know them up close and personal. The tall Native American man continued to grip me with his erotic and dangerous eyes. A shiver slithered down my spine. No man had ever made me physically squirm before, but this guy evoked an agonizing flurry within me.

  “Can I help you boys?” the sheriff asked after lowering his window.

  “We’re here to pick up Savannah. We’re supposed to take her to Kit’s place,” the shorter one smiled. His voice was warm and soothing. Bending his head, he raised his beautiful baby blues, captivating me with his intense gaze. My heart leapt in my chest. His eyes were so penetrating I could almost feel him invading my soul. Something wicked flashed over his cerulean pools as he continued to stare at me. “Kit told me to tell you that we’re safer than Merlot...whatever the hell that means.”

  Yeah, you look about as safe as a baby rattlesnake, Mister. With a nervous chuckle, I nodded. “It’s okay, I know what she means.”

  With a nonchalant roll of his shoulders, his blue eyes softened. At least he was attempting to put me at ease while the big Native American man’s eyes continued to penetrate me in an uncomfortably appraising way. Oh hell. No, he wasn’t reassuring at all. He looked like danger and sin all rolled up into one hot, orgasm-inducing package.

  Table of Contents

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

 
CHAPTER SIX

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CHAPTER NINE

  CHAPTER TEN

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  CHAPTER FIFTEEN

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN

  CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

  CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

  EPILOGUE

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  COMING SOON