by Bella Juarez
“Position one, angel,” Alex commanded.
What! He expected her to move with this thing shoved up her ass? How could she move into that position? That position had her on her knees with her hands behind her back. She needed to sit to get off the bed. There was no way she could sit with that thing buried deep inside her.
“I can’t move.”
“Yes, you can.” Alex honed in on her hesitation. “Angel, you either get into position one right now or I’ll deny you an orgasm tonight.”
Izzy moved slowly and slid to the ground and got into position. Her ass was clenching the object inside. Her pussy was begging to feel the vibration of the toy inside her. The two toys combined in her made her feel full and wanton. She was his toy, his to command any way he fancied, and Alex thrived on the power. He lived for it. Izzy never would’ve guessed she would thrive on having no say over what he did to her body and how intensely erotic it was to be controlled. Alex walked up to her and rubbed his cock against her lips.
“Suck.”
Izzy looked up at him as she parted her lips and took him in. Her pussy released a gush of moisture and it trickled down her legs. Alex was looking every inch the master he was. She watched him drop his hand to her head and grab a fistful of her hair, his tribal tattoo flexing as he gripped. He was demanding, unpredictable, primitive, and overpowering. He was also the sexiest thing she’d ever seen. He switched on the vibrator inside her and she moaned around his cock.
“I can’t wait to fuck your ass with that thing inside you.” He growled.
Izzy closed her eyes and rubbed her thighs together to give her aching clit some relief.
“Open your eyes and look at me! Focus on sucking my cock, not your pussy!” he demanded.
Izzy opened her eyes and looked up at him, silently pleading for him to give her some relief. He sounded raspy and ragged as she sucked his cock without abandon because she drove him crazy with each stroke. He tightened his grip on her hair as a reminder to both of them of who was in control.
“That’s it, angel. Make me nice and hard. Work it with your tongue.” He growled through clenched teeth.
The humming in her pussy was now vibrating through the thin wall and vibrating the plug lodged inside her more eager ass. The puckered opening flexed and squeezed in anticipation of what was to come. She couldn’t believe she found herself wanting him to stuff her ass with his cock. She wanted it as deep as it would go inside her to places she once thought were so taboo. The chain attached to the clamps moved in rhythm with her mouth fucking of Alex’s cock. It added a whole new dimension of pleasure/pain to her experience. Her nipples beaded in excitement, causing a small jolt that went straight to her humming pussy. Izzy moaned once more. Alex slid his cock out from between her lips.
“Are you ready, angel?” he asked sweetly.
“Yes.”
Alex increased the speed of the vibrator slightly. Her ass clenched and her clit throbbed in achy need. Izzy closed her eyes and bit her lip in desperation.
“Position two,” he commanded.
Izzy stood and climbed back onto the bed. She assumed the position and this time wantonly wiggled her ass in anticipation. She heard Alex’s evil chuckle behind her as his weight sank the bed. He landed a playful slap to her butt.
“I thought you didn’t like this?”
“No, sir.”
“Beg me to fuck your ass, angel.”
Something about the way he said that statement made her fight. Bastard! I’m not making it that easy. He knew what she was thinking and he increased the speed of the vibration. Her pussy was on fire, sending a spark to her ass making her wiggle. Her breathing became jagged again. She needed to come so bad now and Alex kept her hanging by a thread. She knew he would tease her without mercy and deny her if she didn’t do exactly as he asked.
“Please—” Izzy couldn’t bring herself to say it.
“Position four, angel,” Alex ordered.
Izzy groaned. That was doggy style, his favorite position when he fucked her. She lifted herself onto her hands and shifted into the correct position. Instantly her breasts jiggled and swung with the slight weight of the chain. The clamps sent another reminder to her clit that she still needed to come. The change of position also increased the intensity of the vibration her ass was now feeling.
“Say you want your ass fucked!” Alex commanded with a slap to her ass.
Izzy wanted to come. Her body was aching from the different drills he was putting her through. The sweet humming was now torture. She was losing the battle and saw her surrender as the only means of gaining any kind of release.
“Please, sir, fuck my ass,” she said, defeated.
Alex slowly pulled the plug from her ass and replaced it with the head of his lubed cock. He increased the speed of the vibrator and Izzy rocked backward into his cock, taking the head without a fight. She panted and whimpered as he slowly made his way inside her forbidden passage. Alex reached around and played with her clit as he moved in and out slowly. His domination of her was complete. There was nothing more she could keep from him as he breached her ass and started fucking her like he owned her.
Alex’s fingers expertly played her clit. The vibrator stimulated the inside of her pussy and his cock was now moving in and out of her ass. The hypersensitivity of her body was kicked into overdrive as Alex increased the speed of the vibrator by a notch. This was the speed that always threw her headlong into orgasmic bliss. Izzy’s body tensed at the dual clenching of the vibrator and the burning of Alex’s cock moving in and out of her ass, roughly taking her at will. She bucked against him and screamed her release. He reached around and pulled the clamps off her nipples, adding another dimension to her cosmic trip. She seemed to drift from one wave to the next, riding her climax.
Alex’s thrusts become harder and more aggressive. One of his hands wrapped around her hair and pulled back as he fucked harder.
“You are mine!” he growled.
Izzy whimpered in response because she couldn’t manage a syllable right now. Alex’s cock moving in and out of her ass was more erotic than she ever expected it could be. If he’d asked her, she would’ve said no. Instead, he took and gave her a dark pleasure she never imagined. The delicious friction and his groaning told her everything she needed to know. He was enjoying this. He loved taking her roughly, walking that fine line between punishment and pleasure. Alex released her hair and wrapped his hands around her hips, as he shoved himself deep inside her. He jerked and ground his hips against her.
Izzy collapsed face-first into the bed, worn and achy from her experience. She hoped it would pass and she would feel refreshed in the morning, just like new. Alex slowly withdrew from her and lay down beside her for a moment. He reached for her and held her, kissing her and cradling her in comfort. Izzy sighed, contented, and snuggled as close as she could to her husband. This was the nicest part of their playtime. The time where nothing could express the closeness and love they shared. It was unspoken but very real. It hung in the room and was just as real as any physical object.
Alex wrapped his arms and legs around her. “I love you, angel.”
“I love you, too.”
“We need to go take a shower. How about we do it together?”
“Okay,” Izzy slurred. “I’m exhausted.”
“Me, too. If we take it together, we can hold each other up.”
Chapter 34
Bisbee Grand Hotel
Bisbee, Arizona
Twelve Miles from Naco, Arizona
November 5, 2010/1816 Zulu
The Richards family arrived in the small Arizona town two days after they left Texas. They had driven to meet some of the guys from Special Warfare Group 5 for a half marathon that Dan had helped organize for a veterans’ charity. They were also on their way to California afterward to visit Alex’s family. Rock had given everyone five days liberty if they went and supported the effort. The day before the race there would be a special unveiling of a
Veterans Memorial wall in Bisbee, Arizona.
Dan, Friday, and a small team from Special Warfare Group 5 had been practically living here since they had made a discovery that had sent Rock, Cobra, and Dixie into epileptic twitches since June. Dan had been leading an advisory team along with Customs and Border Patrol since the find. Apparently the FBI and the Department of Homeland Security were also hot and heavy in the area. Senior Chief Gavin Walsh, the reservist with the FBI, had been back and forth working as a liaison between the two.
Izzy, Alex, and Leila, in a stroller, would be running in the race. They arrived at the hotel where they had reservations and later met up with Dan, Friday, and Shaq at Dan’s sister’s house. Shaq was delighted to see his goddaughter and instantly took her over as soon as they arrived. Izzy caught up with Irene, Anna, and Amy, Senior Chief Walsh’s wife. Alex smiled at the sight of Izzy interacting with her new friends. She’d come so far from being the closed and injured soul that she had been when he’d first met her.
Alex realized he’d come a long way, too. He’d been restless and empty, searching for something elusive. The day he’d picked up Izzy from the raider’s camp and carried her back to Camp Echo changed his life for the better. He was a husband, he was a father, but mostly he was a Dom. He didn’t need to hide or crush what he really was and needed to be.
Alex had managed to find Isabel, who had embraced and accepted his needs and desires. Isabel was his special angel, saving him from his self-imposed loneliness and emotional isolation. She’d also given him a gift no one could equal, his precious Leila. Alex couldn’t help go warm and liquid when he thought about his princess because she always made the worst possible day better with just a smile. Izzy and Leila had made his life complete and whole.
“So what’s the plan?” Alex asked.
“There’s a hero awards ceremony tonight and then the race on Sunday. Saturday is pretty much a free day,” Dan informed.
“Okay, we’ll probably head back to the hotel for a few so Leila can take nap,” Alex said.
“She can stay at my house, if you want. I live a couple of houses down,” a woman said as she handed Dan a drink and adjusted the leather necklace he wore. Alex took a closer look at the black braided leather and the ring that joined the leather in the center. It was solid black including the metal. It would allow Dan to wear it all the time. To anyone glancing at Dan, it looked like a nice piece of men’s tribal jewelry. To Alex it took on a whole different meaning. What the…
“You need to hydrate if we’re running tomorrow,” she said.
Alex blinked when he realized what was around Dan’s neck. He looked at the woman and was struck by what he saw. She was strong willed, very strong. Very few people would’ve been able to pick up on the truth. Most people would probably have described her as gruff or bitchy. Some may have even made the mistake of calling her a dyke. They would’ve been wrong because she was none of those things. He instantly recognized her for what she truly was, a Domme.
“Were you able to get off work?” Dan asked, lightly putting his arm around her.
“Yes, I was. I’ll be there,” she said with a quick peck to Dan’s cheek.
Alex looked at Dan in a new light. He knew Dan had been active in the BDSM lifestyle while they were stationed in Germany, but it never occurred to Alex to question which side he preferred. He briefly wondered about the dynamic of their budding relationship, but he’d learned long ago not judge. Lieutenant Dan Gamez was a good officer, the best at his job, and a tough SEAL whom Alex trusted blindly. Alex extended his hand.
“Alex Richards.”
She was indeed a dominant and it radiated off of her. This woman had a firmer handshake than most men.
“Rio Jenson, I’ve heard a lot about you. It’s good to finally meet you.”
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Bella Juarez is originally from San Antonio, Texas and now lives and writes on a small ranch in South Central Texas. She draws inspiration from the real-life heroes and heroines of the United States military and her many experiences in the twelve years she worked within that world as well as from her life in the civilian world. Her love of thrill and adventure is reflected in her stories. When she’s not writing, Bella runs a business and is active in the business community. She also runs half marathons and loves to be in the kitchen whipping up something to feed her hungry boys.
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
About the Author
