Page 120 of Dominion
He peppered her ass with several more spanks, loving the way her butt bobbed and arched for them, the way her inner thighs quivered and her pussy wept for his touch. “What happens to girls who tease?” He sank one thumb inside her while the rest of his hand cupped her mons and massaged her clit.
“Ahh!”
He slapped her ass with his other hand, delivering a sharp smack. “What happens?”
“This?” Her voice quavered.
He bit back a chuckle and slapped again in the same exact place, while still pumping his thumb in and out of her. “What is this?”
“Punishment,” she gasped, humping his lap.
He removed his thumb and returned to focus on her clit, which had her squeezing the legs wrapped around his waist in a pulsing excitement.
He stopped and slapped her ass again. He dragged his thumb through her juices and brought them up to her anus, circling the little pink rosebud.
She scrambled, as if she wanted to crawl right off his lap. He caught her hips and yanked her back. “Where do you think you’re going?” He pressed his thumb insistently at her rear entrance, waiting for the tight ring of muscles to relax.
His thumb breached her hole and he dropped some saliva on it to help lubricate, easing it in and out. He added his other thumb to her pussy and worked them alternately, pressing first one thumb in, then the other.
“Oh, my God,” she wailed. “Cody…”
“Do you like your punishment, baby?”
“Yes,” she breathed. “Please…”
“You want to come?”
“Yes, please. I’ll be good.”
A chuckle bubbled out of him, but he increased his speed and pushed both thumbs in at the same time, while the fingers of his lower hand pressed firmly against her clit.
She shrieked. “Cody! Oh Jesus, oh my God!”
“Come for me, baby.”
Her scream echoed through his house, muscles clamped down on his thumbs. The unstrained pleasure on her face made a picture he etched forever in his mind as the most beautiful thing he’d ever witnessed.
When she collapsed over his lap and legs, fully spent, he bent to pull her back up, then swung her up into his arms and carried her into the bathroom. He stood her on her feet, but kept an arm wrapped snugly around her waist in case her legs wobbled. Passion had flushed her slack cheeks, and her glassy eyes were heavy-lidded.
He turned on the water and waited for it to warm up. When he tugged his shirt off her body, he nearly wept with need. Her apple-sized breasts pointed up, peach nipples forever optimistic. With a surge of lust, he gripped both her wrists and slammed them over her head to lift the impudent nipples even more. Her breasts lifted for his mouth, which he brought first to one, then the other.
The wolf within him surged and his vision domed. This time, he sensed the shift in his mouth, teeth lengthening, mating serum dripping.
No.
He used every bit of control he still had to pull back and yanked the shower curtain open. “Get in.” His guttural voice sounded like someone else’s.
She stepped in, but gripped his shirt, pulling him toward the shower. “Cody… I’m sorry I got scared last night. You didn’t hurt me. Let’s try again.”
The wolf raged at the surface.
Take her. Claim her. Make her yours.
His sharpened vision made her seem even closer. He stumbled back. “We can’t,” he grated harshly and he left the bathroom, and then the house, before the wolf could change his mind.
The orgasm hadn’t diminishedher interest in Cody—not in the least. The way he’d taken her had been base and raw—utterly humiliating, and yet the orgasm he’d wrung had been out of this world. Which was why she’d been devastated when, yet again, he’d left her without a word. This time, though, she understood.
Cody wanted her. He wanted to mark her, even, like Ben had marked Ashley, only he apparently thought that would be a terrible idea. Tears stung her eyes.