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Their Virgin Hostage (Masters of Ménage #5)(74)

By:Shayla Black


She took him in bit by delicious bit. He watched, not wanting to forget a moment of the experience. He memorized the tiny changes in her expression as she worked her way down his cock. He noticed how her breasts moved with every breath and gasp, the feel of her hips in his hands when she spread them wide to accept him. And he couldn't keep his eyes off her pussy. The sight was burned into his brain. Her pink flesh opened for him, sinking on to him as his cock disappeared inside her heat.

Tight. She was so fucking tight. He had to grit his teeth against the pleasure as she gripped him hard.

He would never last. Feeling Law take her virginity had nearly been enough to send him off. Actually being inside her was just about to kill him.

"He never does this, baby." Law was watching, his eyes slightly hooded with desire.

Kinley started to move in small slides. Up and down, going deeper each time. "I think he's probably done this a lot, Law."

His friend chuckled. "I mean, he's never given up control like this. Not once in all the years I've known him. You're special."

Kinley stared down at him, her eyes going soft. She caressed his cheek, her palm sliding across the bristle of his five o'clock shadow. "You're both special to me. I won't ever forget you."

She wouldn't have to. He'd be as slow as she needed, but Dominic intended to introduce her to an entirely different world. He would make sure she understood the joy of submission.

He reached down to toy with her clit, his fingers finding slick cream there. "I'll make sure you can't forget me, pet. And by tomorrow, you'll understand."

By then, he would be her Master. There was no going back now. He would have her collared and at his side before she realized what was happening. She would belong to him and Law. If Riley finally pried his head out of his ass, he would be welcome to join them.

Law had been right; she was the one.

Her eyes widened as he pressed down on her clit, working that sensitive nubbin of flesh. "I can't. Not again."

"Yes. Again. You'll come as many times as I tell you to. You'll take as much pleasure as we can give you, pet. Come for me now."



       
         
       
        

He pressed down hard even as he thrust up, forcing her onto his cock completely.

Kinley's mouth opened. Her eyes widened. She came on a keening cry, pulsing around him, her skin flushing magnificently. She was a sight to behold, and knowing that he'd given her this pleasure only ramped him up more.

And then Dominic couldn't stop himself. He flipped her over to her back, gripping her hips, and pistoning deeply over and over like a man possessed. Whatever soreness she experienced, he would make it up to her. But damn it, he needed to be inside her completely now. He needed to fuse himself to her.

Holding her close, he meshed their mouths together as he fucked her. He went as high as he could go, turning and twisting to find the right spot, then her nails sank into his back. Her breath hitched. Her whole body tensed.

She came again, her pussy clamping down on his cock, sending him straight over the edge into a drowning pool of pleasure he never wanted to be rescued from.

Dominic's spine tingled. His balls drew up close to his body and the heat swelled, overtaking him, finally firing off in a burst so supernova he'd never felt anything like it. His whole body coalesced, every cell alive in that moment.

He collapsed on top of her, his head in the crook of her neck, his cock still embedded deep in her pussy.

Dominic had decided; he was never going to let her go.





Chapter Twelve


After crawling over the foot of the bed so she didn't disturb either Law or Dominic, Kinley stretched and eased out of the bedroom door. The guys were still asleep and darkness had finally fallen, but she couldn't seem to drift off. Jet lag, the time zone change, and the sun's abbreviated absence each night had thrown her body into confusion.

She should be comatose-or at least at rest. After more orgasms than she could count, Dominic and Law had gotten her into a hot tub with Epsom salt to help ease her soreness. The warm water had relaxed her, but as they'd all fallen into the bed, sleep hadn't come for her. Instead, her stomach rumbled, sending her looking for a late night snack. All the vigorous activity had added to her appetite.

Despite the fact that no one was looking, she blushed as she walked down the hall wearing nothing but Dominic's T-shirt. As she rounded the hallway to the kitchen, Kinley caught sight of the faint glow of a monitor and the sound of a familiar voice talking.

My wife is missing. I don't have time to talk about something as ridiculous as that lawyer's claims. I'm going to sue him for defamation of character. If he really knew Kinley, he would know that she would never walk out on her family. She's too pure to be interested in torrid affairs.