Series: Lee Savino
Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 66414 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66414 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
“It’s so much,” I pant.
“You can take it.” He pins me with his hips and frees his hands. One plucks my nipples while the other comes to cup my throat. “I want to see you come apart. You can do that for me?”
I nod.
“Are you close?”
I make a sound that’s more of a breathy moan than a yes, but he gets it.
His hand tightens around my throat. “Ask me for permission to come.”
What? My arousal blooms even hotter, which I didn’t realize was possible.
“Please, please,” I’m begging before I can think about it. “I want to come.”
“From now on, you don’t orgasm without my say so.”
Oh. My. God. “Okay,” I breathe, but he tips my head back, so I can see his stern expression. And stern Master Matthias is my new favorite Matthias.
“No, sweet. When I’m making you come, you call me Sir.”
Matthias
There’s no one more gorgeous than my mate. She’s sexier in sweatpants than any porn star.
But half-naked in my arms, begging me for an orgasm? I’m so satisfied I might as well be in heaven.
Maybe my heart stopped at the altar, and I am in paradise.
She comes apart in my arms, cheeks stained with color, eyes wild. My dick is so hard, if I angle her right, I could drive right into her. Straight into the promised land.
But no. I need to wait because she’s not ready. I want you to be my first. Because my little beauty is a virgin.
Fates, I’m going to consume her.
Her cries echo over the lake. She’s begging me now, pleading for the pleasure to end. I’m going to get a lot of use out of this pool, but I don’t think she’s ready for orgasm torture.
She’s limp in my arms, letting me fully support her weight in the water. I tell her how good she is, how glorious, how I’ve never seen anything so lovely. “What a gift you are to me.” I stroke her breasts, toying with her hard nipples. I want to bite them.
Later.
I lift her and carry her from the pool, letting the water stream off of us. The sunroom overlooking the pool has sturdy lounge furniture that can endure the outdoor weather, so I’m not worried about it getting wet.
I set her on the sunroom double lounger and spread her legs to examine her. Her sex is pink and puffy, not just from orgasm but the pressure. I’m tempted to tie her spread eagle and feast, but…she’s new. I need to go slow. I need to be gentle.
So I dry her off and lay down next to her. The chaise is large, built for two, but it creaks under my weight. I ease her half on top of me and stroke her wet hair until she blinks up at me.
“How are you feeling?”
“That was…” she huffs like there are no words.
“Good.”
“You want me to call you sir?”
I groan, and my dick jumps in my shorts. Her eyes grow wide. “I felt that,” she murmurs.
My groin is aching like I’ve been beaten.
“Do you need to come…sir?”
I’m going to come in my shorts if she licks her lips again.
“Soon,” I say. “I want to make sure you’re all right.”
“I’m good. I”m better than good.”
I cup her cheek. Her skin is hot with arousal, almost feverish. “You want to play some more?”
“Yes, please, sir.”
I’m not going to be able to hold back.
“Get on your knees,” I tell her softly.
Her gaze goes hazy again. She nods and slides off. I sit up and situate myself, so my cock is out, and my legs are on either side of her.
I take a handful of her wet hair and guide her closer. The rug here is thick, so her knees will be fine, even if I make her kneel for a long time. Every room in this house is designed with this sort of sex play in mind. The dom in me appreciates it.
She’s breathing hard, staring down my cock. So I keep hold of her hair and tell her what to do.
“Put your hands behind your back.” The position puts her chest on display.
I remind myself that I’m playing with a human, not a shifter. Maisy will bruise. But more than that, she’s emotionally fragile. She could break.
“You can take a break at any time. Even if I’ve just given you a command. I don’t want to push you.”
She licks her lips again, making my cock throb painfully. “Oh, it’s fine. I want it.”
Fates, she’s perfect for me.
“I know, beautiful. But it’s okay to tell me what you need.”
“I’ve never done this before.”
She’s killing me, but I’ll die happy. “I love that I’m your first.” First, last, only. “You can’t disappoint me. You’re already perfect.”
That seems to relax her. Her shoulders drift down. I pull her head down by her hair.
“Grip the base and kiss the head, Maisy.”