He knew he’d caused those walls to be built around her heart. He had gone home that day miserable and sure Blair would pick up a new mate, a better mate, and live a happy life, but she never did.
She shut many out and grew cold. She used to be the friendliest female he knew, but when she came back she was colder. He would make it right though. Now that he had Blair with him again, he could break down her walls, brick by brick if he had to. When he was done, whether Blair forgave him and was willing to give him another chance, or if she wanted to return home and have him leave her alone, he would make sure her heart was healing so she could move on at last.
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Blair watched as the lit up streets of Pleasant Cove turned into mountain back roads. She saw more shifters out than usual for this time of night. Cole had more than just cholan out looking for who attacked Mandy. Even the reserve deputies were out. “Have any of them found any sign of the man yet?” She asked.
“Not yet, I have every shifter that has any tracking out here though. We will get him.” Cole had a hard edge to his voice, and she could see him gripping the steering wheel hard. His expression was tight with anger.
Blair knew they were getting close to his house. Every time she passed this way it felt like coming home. Tonight it was even more intense of a feeling. She had always felt complete with Cole.
He pulled into the driveway and turned to her. “We’re home.”
She looked at him in the dark, barely able to make out his face. “So we are.” She was not sure what to do or say.
Cole leaned in and wrapped his large hand around the back of her neck, and pulled her close to him. She felt his lips brush against hers gently. When she welcomed his kiss, he groaned and claimed her mouth in a hungry, open mouthed kiss. His tongue thrust in possessively and danced with hers. Blair moaned at the fire Cole ignited with his passionate kiss. He held her closer to him, and her hard nipples strained against the thin fabric of her shirt.
Cole ran his hands over the silky fabric of the shirt and plucked her aching nipples. Her nipples felt like they were linked to her clit. Every time his fingers plucked her nipples, it went straight to her clit making Blair moan.
Cole leaned further over to deepen the kiss. Blair felt completely under his control, and nothing made her feel safe like Cole. She let herself go and sank into his kiss.
Cole moved his hand from the back of her neck to the waist of her pants. He unbuttoned them, then slid them down her legs. Blair helped, not caring they were in his car. Her white, lace panties were left. Cole used his finger to trace above the intricate lace pattern before hooking his thumbs and tugging them down. He tossed them aside and turned his attention back to Blair’s pussy. Cole put the armrest up and pulled her close to him. He moved his hand over her mound and into her folds, which were slick with arousal. Blair moved her legs further apart to give him access. His thumb stroked her clit while his finger moved deeper within her flesh.
Blair arched in her seat and gasped for air. She was going to come if he kept up this teasing. His finger hooked the front wall of her vagina and stroked, hitting her sensitive G-spot. Blair felt every muscle tense for a moment. Then she exploded into a blinding orgasm. Cole stroked her bundle of nerves and her clit, making her channel clench hard with another orgasm. She cried out Cole’s name as her hips bucked from the bliss of rapture.
He pulled away from her. “Let’s get inside. I don’t want to fuck out in the car. I did that shit as a teenager.”
“I remember, I was there.” Blair looked over at Cole to see his eyes were bright with humor.
“You were. There has always been you, just you.”
Blair touched his face tenderly. How could she ever feel this man didn’t love her? She felt like a bowl of Jell-O and too sated to move, but she scooted towards the door. Cole could set her body on fire in an instant.
Cole jumped out and ran around the car to open Blair’s door, and helped her out. As soon as Blair stood up, Cole picked her up in his arms.
“What are you doing? I can walk,” Blair protested even though she was grateful. The rock path to his house was rough on her feet.
“I know you can, but I want to do this right and carry you into our home. Besides, you have no shoes on.” He grinned at her. “Or pants.” He wagged his eyebrows with the last statement.
Blair laughed. “You think I am going to move in?” She didn’t need him to answer with the look he gave her.
“I know you will. You may fight me a bit, and in fact I am counting on it. I am looking forward to the challenge. I fucked up, I know. I am going to make it right with you though.”
Blair melted into him at his words. Right now she didn’t care about remaining strong against him. She may get her heart broken when he witnessed another officer falling, but she wanted to feel his strength around her.
Cole walked up the porch steps with her and turned the knob of the door. Once he was inside, he set Blair on her feet. “I can’t tell you how much I love bringing you home, baby.”
Blair looked up into his eyes. She could see the love shining in them, and she felt her heart warm at the emotion. “I love it, too.”
“You make me whole, Blair. When you are away from me, you take a piece of me with you, and I walk around feeling like a huge part of myself is gone. Only with you do I feel complete. There has only been you, and there will only ever be you.”
Blair felt her eyes tear up. She knew he meant every word by the emotion in his eyes. “Cole, I feel the same way, but I am just not sure if I am the same girl you fell in love with. I am different now.”
Cole rested his forehead against hers. “I know, baby, you are harder now, and it is all my fault. I hurt you, and I can’t change that. I can only promise to try and heal your heart.”
Blair closed her eyes. “Cole, I am healed. Everything is fine.”
Cole shook his head. “No, it’s not. You are colder now than you used to be. You hold most people apart from you, and you have built walls to protect yourself. One way or another, I will break them down.”
Before Blair could respond Cole swept her in his arms again and walked through the house towards the back room where he kept his play equipment.
“What are you going to do?” Blair asked with excitement.
“My little fox was very naughty, and it is Friday.”
Blair grinned. “Flogger Friday.”
Cole walked over and plugged his tablet into the speaker system and chose the playlist he wanted to play. He stripped off his sheriff jacket, gun belt, and uniform shirt, leaving him in black pants and the heavy duty black boots he wore. Cole pulled his gun off of his belt and opened a cabinet. He set it in there and turned back to Blair. “Come here,” he commanded her while reaching out for her.
Blair went into his arms and melted into his body. His arms wrapped around her. “Blair, my sweet fox. I could have lost you tonight.” He held her to him while he placed gentle kisses on her head.
“You didn’t though.” Blair looked up into his face. She could see the worry in his eyes. She placed her hands on his chest and kissed his chin. “I can take care of myself.”
Cole leaned back and looked into her eyes while moving strands of her hair out of her face. “I know you are not helpless, but if he had a gun instead of a knife, he could have killed you.” Cole kept his eyes locked on hers while he pulled her shirt up. His eyes darkened when he saw her breasts and her dark pink areolas with engorged, hard nipples. “You didn’t wear a bra.”
“I did, but when I shifted and then needed to get dressed, I just grabbed my shirt and pants.”
Cole gave her a look full of hunger. His harsh, jagged breathing fanned out over her shoulders as he leaned in to take one of her nipples into his mouth. His hands swept behind her to hold her in place, while his tongue lashed her nipples.
Blair put her hands on Cole’s head, grabbing his silky hair. She moaned at the erotic sensations that went straight to her clit.
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�That’s my girl. Let me take care of you.” Cole’s voice rumbled across her aching nipples, making Blair whimper. His lips encircled one, sucking strongly on it, then moved to the other.
Blair, still holding him by the hair, flexed her hips against Cole’s muscular body.
“I know, you need me as much as I need you,” Cole whispered.
He tightened his arms and moved her over to a padded vertical table that had restraints at various angles. “You remember your safe word?”
“Yes, red alert,” Blair said while stepping up and placing her hands in a set of leather restraints. She loved the bondage as much as the release she received from Cole’s play sessions. Even if she didn’t love it, Cole would still insist. When he got intense he needed to concentrate, not watch her for possible movement. If he were to strike her in the wrong spot, it could cause serious injury. With her properly restrained though, she was free to enjoy the flogging, and not worry about moving.
“You are a very naughty fox,” Cole said to her in the pure Dom voice he got when he was getting himself ready for a scene.
“Oh, I was?” Blair asked. She felt her heart pounding in anticipation. What would Cole do to her this evening? How would he work in her orgasm to release her emotions? Then, once the pain and pleasure were complete, she had the floaty, happy feeling she loved, and the man she loved cuddling her close in aftercare.
“You were. You hid from me, then came in and ate my favorite pizza. I thought Harley ate it. I have been so distracted lately it is a possibility I told him wrong. It was while I was out on that call, that I remembered the smells of two pizzas in the air and that missing pizza is your favorite as well.” Cole paced back and forth behind her as he spoke.
Blair pressed her face into the padding, but was unable to hold in her laugh. “I ate your favorite pizza, Sir.”
Cole’s hand ran across her back lightly before she felt the cool leather straps of the flogger run across her skin. He chuckled. “Yes, you naughty fox. You ate my pizza.” He paused and moved her hair so he could see her eyes. “You also hid from me. Don’t ever hide from me again, Blair.”
“I can’t promise that I won’t, Cole,” Blair said then wiggled from Cole going over a ticklish spot.
“I will do my best to make you promise me, baby.” Cole lifted the flogger off of her back and started lightly stroking it across her skin. Not striking in any way, just letting the leather move over her skin.
Blair hummed in contentment. It was relaxing to feel the cool leather drift over her skin. She was so relaxed she felt she was in that state right before sleep. The flogger started to transition from moving over her skin to lightly hitting it. The leather thudded against her skin, and felt sort of like a massage.
A song with a strong, steady beat started, and Cole stroked the flogger against her skin with the beat of the song. With every beat of the base drum, Cole struck down on her skin. Slowly he worked his way up and down her body, carefully avoiding her lungs and kidneys. She was sure he was not hitting hard enough to cause injury, but Cole would never take that kind of risk.
The song changed to a faster paced drum beat. The lyrics were loud and fast. Cole picked up speed, lashing her thighs and ass with the straps of the flogger. She felt the burn from repeated strikes and tried to twist away from him. She was held in place despite her efforts to move. She felt tears forming in her eyes. “Cole, that’s enough. Stop,” she cried.
Cole leaned in and wrapped his arms around her. “That’s it baby, cry.”
Blair felt a harder hit and realized he had switched to a crop. It hit her ass, and the sting had her shaking her head back and forth. “That fucking hurts, Cole,” she yelled, then let out a cry of pain when he hit her again.
“Do you need your safe word?” he asked, leaning in so he could see her tearful eyes.
“No, I know my safe word, Cole,” she said with a hitching voice.
“Good,” he replied and slapped the crop against her fiery, red ass once again.
Blair yelled out in pain. It stung at first, then dulled to a small fire before going back to just feeling hot. He hit the other side of her ass, and she again cried out. Each stroke was just a bit harder until her entire ass was burning, and she was sobbing and felt her emotions finally let go. She hit that sweet spot where she could cry. Memories of Mandy and how terrified she was came up to the surface.
When her tears had turned to sighs once again she felt Cole’s hands wrap around her hips and his fingers brush against the apex between her thighs and caress her folds. “You are so hot and ready for me, Blair.” His tongue ran lightly over her ear, and his hot breath tickled her ear and neck. “I am going to take care of you. I know what you need.” The look on his face assured Blair that he would indeed take care of her.
“Please,” Blair begged with quivering breaths. She was desperate to feel Cole filling her, while his large, muscular body surrounded her, protected her. Cole always was and always would be her protector.
His fingers swirled in her moist heat, coating them in her sweet cream. They circled around her clit, slowly, driving her crazy with need. She shifted, trying to force his fingers to touch her where it felt best. “Cole,” she moaned, wishing he would give her more of what she needed to come.
“Patience, my naughty fox. I will give you what you need when I decide.”
Blair let out another whine. Damn him and his dominant ways. She just wanted him to fuck her hard and fast, and he wanted to play.
Cole chuckled softly in her ear. “You never were a patient girl.”
“Cole, please, don’t play with me.” Blair gave him a pleading look, not caring that she was now begging. When it came to Cole a little begging was not a bad thing.
Blair let her head fall back against him when he finally stroked a finger over her clit. She felt so swollen and needy she knew it wouldn’t be long before she came. His fingers stroked over her clit once again, making her breath come out in ragged pants.
He kissed her neck, then whispered in her ear, “I am going to make you come hard and then I am going to lick your sweet nectar off of my fingers.” Cole’s fingers worked faster over her nub making Blair moan and gasp for air.
“That’s it, come for me, only for me,” Cole commanded her.
Blair obeyed and let out a blissful cry as her body thrummed on the brink of orgasm. “Cole, please, Cole.” She begged wanting just a little more so she could come.
“Yes, baby.” His sensuous voice purred. He reached over to a table where he had a vibrator. He clicked it on, making it hum on the lowest setting. He stroked it up and down her slit before pushing it into her hot flesh.
Blair’s fists curled and her body shook as her pussy clenched. Waves of pure rapture rippled through her while Cole made sure to make her orgasm last. When she could open her eyes again, true to his word, Cole pulled the vibrator out and shoved his fingers in. He pulled them out and stuck them in his mouth.
Cole hummed in pleasure. “I love your taste, sweetest flavor in the world.”
Blair watched him, understanding why he enjoyed doing that. She loved the taste of Cole when he came in her mouth. Even then it was more than just the taste, it was knowing the great pleasure she had given him.
Cole released her from the restraints and walked her to his bedroom and placed her on the bed. “Brace yourself,” he warned.
Blair braced like he commanded her. She heard his belt and zipper before the rustle of fabric told her he was pushing his pants down. She waited in anticipation to feel his cock filling her, making her feel whole once again.
Blair felt the bed dip where he climbed on the bed behind her. The head of his cock stroked through her slick folds, gathering her cream, and he shoved into her with one hard thrust. She cried out as he moaned.
“Blair, my sweet Blair. You feel so good.” Cole groaned out the words, then pulled out almost all the way before thrusting back in, hitting her G-spot.
“Cole, oh Goddess,” Blair panted while
her fists clenched the blankets on his bed. She lowered her head and gasped for air while Cole thrust into her hard and fast. His moans of pleasure heightened her own. She felt her orgasm building in her. She cried out at the overwhelming feeling of a deep orgasm that she only got from Cole making love to her.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me. I want to feel you come around my cock,” Cole said while taking ragged breaths.
Blair felt her orgasm start in her gut and explode out in blinding pleasure. She raised her head and cried out her release while her pussy contracted around Cole’s shaft.
She felt his cock swell in her channel before he yelled out his own release, and she felt him pull her close to him as his shaft start to pulsate as his own release spilled deep inside of her.
Cole curled his body around her while he was still trying to catch his breath. “I love you, Blair. I never stopped.”
Blair turned her head to look into his dark eyes. “I love you. Goddess knows I tried to stop so I could stop hurting, but I do.”
Cole pulled out of her, leaving her feeling empty, and pulled her to him on the bed. He arranged her until she was facing his chest and wrapped his arms around her. “Blair, there is nothing I can do to change how I hurt you. I have no excuse, so I won’t make any. All I can say is I am sorry, and try to mend your heart. Can you please trust me enough for that?”
Blair snuggled closer to him and breathed in a sigh. She loved this part of their play. The cuddling and honest talk between them. It was so much easier right now when she felt so open and relaxed. “Yes, Cole, I can give you that much.”
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Cole reached over to his nightstand for the Arnica cream that would soothe away any soreness out of her skin. She cuddled into him accepting his aftercare. Blair had a strong independent streak, and was constantly trying to prove she didn’t need him or anyone, but times like now, when her defenses were down, her true submissive nature came out. She did need him, and she needed to know he was there for her, and would never leave her again.
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