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  Donovan pulled free of her mouth and spit dripped down her chin as she looked up at him wide-eyed. “Turn around, chest to the floor, ass high.”

  Aurora licked her lips and then turned to face away from him, pressing her chest to the carpet and enjoying the way it abraded her nipples as she prepared for Donovan to take her ass.

  She loved anal sex, the feel of him stretching her and possessing her most private place. It was the ultimate dominant act. She shivered when the cool lube hit the crack of her ass and then his fingers were there working it in and out of her asshole.

  She moaned, loving the feel of his fingers inside her. Aurora bucked back, taking more of his fingers inside her ass as he worked in the lube. “Are you ready for my cock?”

  “Yes, please,” she panted.

  “Tell me what you want,” he commanded.

  “I want your big cock in my ass, taking me hard. Please fill me up with your cock,” Aurora asked sweetly as she looked over her shoulder at him with another smile.

  “Hold your ass open for me,” Donovan ordered.

  Taking a deep breath, she caught an ass cheek in each hand and spread herself wide for him. She watched as he guided his cock into her tight hole and began pressing relentlessly inside, stretching her wide open.

  “Oh, yes… please… yes!” she cried in panting mewling gasps of pleasure as he stretched her tender tissues open and made a place for himself.

  Soon he was all the way inside of her, his balls pressed flush against her body as he stilled inside her with a groan. Suddenly his hands were back on her pigtails, pulling her head up. “Arch your back for me.”

  Aurora arched her back, coming up on her hands as he pressed even deeper. “Ohh… you feel so good.”

  “I’m going to take you hard now,” he said on another groan.

  “Yes… please… please… take my ass hard,” she begged, needing him moving hard inside her.

  His hands tightened in her hair as he began to pull out and slammed back inside; it stung and felt so good at the same time and soon she was moaning loudly and continuously as he took her hard and fast.

  She couldn’t move away or very much at all with his hands fisted in her pigtails, and impaled on his cock, she was at his mercy… his to take at his pleasure and she reveled in it.

  Shudders of pleasure began sliding up and down her back as he rode her, pulling almost completely free of her tight ass then hammering back inside hard; something big was building. Tingles built at the base of her skull as she began to shake her entire body, working toward some new pinnacle of pleasure.

  The orgasm tore through her, wringing a scream of pleasure from her that probably shook the rafters, her body clamping down hard on his ass and milking his cock as if she could pull the cum from his body.

  “Yes!” Donovan shouted and then she felt his big body shudder behind her as he came and she felt the hot splash of his seed inside her.

  Aurora whimpered when he pulled free from her; he’d taken her hard and she was a little sore but she smiled with remembered pleasure.

  “Stay put, baby,” he told her as he stepped away and she heard him in the bathroom. When he came back and gently washed her with a warm rag she felt cherished. Donovan scooped her up and cuddled her close as he lay down on the bed with her.

  “Let’s snuggle, baby,” he said as they lay skin to skin.

  She smiled and pressed a kiss to his throat.

  Donovan kissed her sweetly, slowly as if savoring her then pulled away to kiss the tip of her nose. “I love you, baby girl. My sweet, sweet sub.”

  Aurora lay in his embrace, thinking about those words and the feelings she felt growing inside her.

  Chapter Ten

  Aurora gave a shivery sigh as the feather slid down her spine in a light caress. The feather continued its journey until it played along the shallow cleft of her ass. She whimpered and moved to part her thighs in invitation.

  A sharp swat landed hard and fast low on the under curve of her left bottom cheek, bringing her up on her toes with a gasp.

  “Do not move,” Donovan said sternly.

  “Yes, sir,” was her breathless answer.

  The feather returned to its teasingly faint strokes over her sensitive skin, the blindfold over her eyes seeming to make the sensations more intense. She was tied over a sawhorse, her hands secured in front of her to each leg, her breasts dangling free and exposed to the cool air of the room.

  The feather began to circle her left nipple; she moaned as it tightened into a pouty bud desperate for more intense stimulation. It circled around and around the tip until a little mewling cry escaped her and then the sharp point of the quill lightly raked across the tip, wringing a strangled moan of pleasure from her.

  Then it was gone, leaving Aurora adrift… her body aching for more… evidence of her need leaking down the insides of her thighs. It was both a relief and agony when the feather returned to give her right nipple the same attention.

  All too soon she was left hanging over the horse… her need growing with every fleeting caress… the ghost of Donovan’s breath across her skin… the scent of him filling her senses and wrapping around her until she couldn’t keep silent any longer. “Please!”

  “I don’t believe I gave you permission to do anything but feel, little one. Did I ask you to voice your need?” he asked.

  “No, sir,” Aurora said softly, knowing she had broken too soon in the game.

  “Then why did I hear your sweet little voice?” The question was one she knew he wanted her to answer.

  “I’m sorry, I was disobedient,” Aurora said softly.

  “Yes, you were. What should I do about that?” Donovan asked almost conversationally.

  “Please spank my bare bottom.” She whispered the words that once would have mortified her to her core even while they thrilled her; now they were only another facet of what she needed from him. She began to pant in breathless anticipation of what was to come.

  When his hand finally landed it startled her, leaving a hot sting in its wake; she didn’t have to wait any longer. His hand began to fall hard and fast in no discernible rhythm, leaving no place on her backside untouched. The stinging heat grew and spread to other areas, her clit throbbing in time with each and every swat.

  Her cries were a mixture of pain and ecstasy, her inner muscles clenching on air as her desperation to be filled became almost painful. She wanted to beg… but knew that was not his aim today.

  Today she was learning to control herself, to hold back her pleas and just accept everything he gave her… absorb the feelings of every precious moment. Donovan had told her it wasn’t a race to the finish line, the journey was the important part, and today she would focus on the individual sensations and every second of that trip to paradise.

  Donovan’s hand slapped down just below her bare mound, and she cried out as pleasure crashed through her… another slap and she was teetering on the edge of something incredible.

  The next slap failed to fall; Aurora held her breath for the space of a heartbeat but instead the feather teased its way down her back again. Tears of frustration and unfulfilled desire wet the blindfold covering her eyes as she shuddered, completely overcome with her need to be filled with him… all she could think about was his cock ramming into her over and over again.

  When the feather left her skin, every fiber of her ached with need so intense it was painful.

  Her breath caught in her throat when his tongue stroked through her slit, coasting up from her asshole and circling her aching clit. A keening wail was her response as her body began to shake, her thighs quivering as he sucked the sensitive bud between his lips and worried it with his teeth.

  Aurora shot over the edge with a high-pitched scream of unbridled pleasure. Donovan left her again as she came hard, moving behind her to slam into her to the hilt before the last ripple of pleasure ended. He drove her from one peak straight into another, ramming his cock in and out of her like a jackhammer.
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  The pleasure seemed unending as she shot from one orgasm to another until her cries were little more than silent gasps of air. The head of his cock began to pound into her cervix with every thrust as he changed the angle of his entry; cupping a sore butt cheek in each hand, he spread her wide open to enable him to get as deep as possible.

  Tingles ran up and down her spine from the tips of Aurora’s toes to the top of her head until it left even her scalp alive with sensation. Something almost frightening in its intensity built inside her… she wanted to beg him to stop… beg him to never stop but was unable to form any words at all as she simply felt… simply was in the moment.

  When Donovan’s teeth clamped down on her shoulder as he made one final lunge, Aurora came apart at the seams, exploding into a million fragments as white light seemed to burst around the edges of her blindfold.

  The orgasm seemed to go on and on, her inner muscles locking down tight on his pulsing cock as if her body wanted to milk him dry; every splash of his hot seed on her vaginal walls seeming to magnify the moment and the pleasure.

  Tears now fell freely down her face as he pulled out of her body and removed the blindfold. Donovan smiled down at her and gently stroked her cheek before untying her hands.

  “Good girl,” he told her as he lifted her against his chest and then sat down with her cuddled in his arms.

  Aurora sighed in contentment as she snuggled against him; she’d played a little before but none of the scenes she’d done with Aiden or the few other doms she’d played with had ever come close to the intensity of what she and Donovan shared.

  The chemistry between them was dynamic and she was quickly becoming aware that if their relationship didn’t work out she would be devastated. She’d only thought Aiden had hurt her; this man would completely eviscerate her and Aurora wasn’t sure she’d survive.

  “What’s wrong, baby?” Donovan asked in obvious concern.

  She blinked and looked up at him with an absent smile. “Nothing.”

  He caught her chin in his hand to hold her eyes to his and frowned. “Do you want a real punishment, little girl?”

  Aurora swallowed before answering, “No, sir.”

  “Then no lies, you were with me basking in the afterglow then you left me… what happened?” Donovan asked.

  “I was just thinking what we have… what we share is more intense that anything I’ve ever experienced before…” she faltered and tried to pull her chin free but he held her fast.

  “And?” he prompted.

  She nibbled nervously on her lower lip before answering him quietly. “I think it might kill me if you decided you don’t want to keep me.”

  Donovan’s eyes sprang open in surprise. “Why would you be worried about that? I’ve told you, Aurora, you are everything I’ve been looking for in a submissive. I want everything from you. Do you know why?”

  Aurora shook her head as she watched him.

  “Because you’re mine… you belong to me… I keep and protect what’s mine,” he told her firmly.

  Warmth suffused her heart as she realized he was right, she did belong to him… she felt it on every level. She was his and he was hers; Aurora frowned suddenly. All doms didn’t exactly see it that way.

  “What?” Donovan asked.

  “Are you mine?” she asked with an arched brow.

  He grinned, obviously pleased by her question. “Completely, and for the record, baby girl, it would gut me if you left me.”

  She shifted in his arms to straddle his lap, reaching between them to guide his cock into her wet heat, throwing her head back with a low moan as she sank down to impale herself.

  Donovan groaned and gripped her hips as she rode him, taking what was hers. He let her set the pace, pleased she felt the need to stake her claim in such a fundamental way.

  Aurora began to ride him harder, pulling his head down to hers as her body ground against his. She kissed him hard then nipped his lower lip. “Mine,” she said succinctly as her body clamped down on his and she spasmed around him.

  His back bowed as he followed her over the edge shouting his own pleasure.

  In the aftermath, Donovan rested his forehead against hers as she collapsed against him, his body still deep inside her. “That’s right, little girl, we belong to each other. You’re my home and I’m yours. I told you… I love you.”

  Aurora shuddered against him and closed her eyes as she pressed as close against him as she could… skin to skin… chest to chest… still filled with his cock… though she wasn’t ready to say the words, she felt them and recognized this man was indeed her home.

  Chapter Eleven

  Aurora woke wrapped in Donovan’s embrace. She smiled and hugged the arm around her waist. It was hard to believe a short time ago she’d convinced herself she was completely free of her need for other people and her need for sex.

  The last month with Donovan had been a revelation. She’d rediscovered the submissive that lived within her and she had bloomed under his dominance.

  As she thought about the stellar sex she’d been having with the man in her bed it blew her mind to imagine ever going without it for a week again. Much less the five-year orgasm fast she’d been on… but had Donovan ever broken that fast.

  It was a wonder the house hadn’t gone up in flames given what the man did to her. Then she grinned and wriggled her ass against his cock, almost laughing as it grew and pressed more firmly against her… she’d also done some pretty spectacular things to his delicious body.

  Though she’d been determined to never put her heart at risk again… here it was… love… she still hadn’t dared to voice it aloud but there it was just the same. Aurora was completely head over heels in love with Donovan.

  There was no way around it, no passing go… it just was… she was almost ready to accept it along with the love he freely offered her in return. She just needed to prove to herself and to Donovan that she was worth it… she was a good enough submissive.

  Not that she’d ever say that out loud to Donovan… at least not ever again. Last time she’d voiced doubt he’d paddled her until she bawled like a baby and swore she was the best submissive in the world.

  The last month had been wonderful; her writing had become deeper and richer as well as highly sexualized. Aurora realized before D-day, as she now affectionately called the day Donovan appeared on her doorstep, her writing had become stale and stagnant. It was a wonder her last two books had sold at all.

  She was back on track now though and surprise, surprise, her heroines had all turned into raging nymphomaniacs. Donovan thought it was great; he said the book she’d just finished editing with him was going to be a surefire winner. All she had to do was picture Donovan when she was writing a scene and she got completely lost in it.

  More than once Aurora had gotten up from the computer and jumped his bones. Though he usually preferred to be in charge, he was secure enough in his domliness to give her leeway when she had worked herself up into a state.

  Donovan called it her writer’s slip and slide because all she had to do was unzip him and slip into his lap and he slid right inside. Another time he’d been on a conference call and Aurora had crawled between his legs and sucked his cock while he did his best to stay in control on the call.

  He’d been relieved when the call had ended early and he’d been able to hang up just before he finished down her throat with a hoarse shout of satisfaction. Then he’d paddled her ass and edged her repeatedly until she was begging to come on his big, thick cock.

  Donovan had picked her up with his hands under her hot, sore ass and slammed into her hard while she hung onto his shoulders. He’d walked with her bouncing up and down on his shaft with every step until her back was against a wall then he’d grabbed her under the thighs and spread her wide, pressing her legs up and back until her knees touched the wall, holding her in place while he hammered her relentlessly.

  He’d been like a machine fucking her for what felt like hours�
�� bringing her off again and again until she’d almost passed out from the pleasure. Then he’d pulled out and made her straddle the back of the couch while he used his belt on the tender under curve of her ass, every lash making her jump and rub her clit against the couch where it rode between her thighs.

  Donovan had strapped her until she’d come with a loud scream, unable to tell where pleasure ended and pain began.

  He’d pulled her from the back of the couch, bent her over its arm, and taken her ass while she’d still been trying to catch her breath from the orgasm. He drove her pleasure still higher as he pumped in and out of her while pinching her clit between two fingers of one hand and smacking her aching bottom with the other.

  Aurora was pretty sure she’d gone into a brief coma after that sexual marathon.

  She snorted at the memory of Donovan asking her if she’d learned her lesson about interfering with business when he finally let her up for air. Sure she had… it was a lesson that definitely bore repeating.

  She laughed, a bubble of pure joy filling her throat as she thought about their time together.

  Donovan squeezed her tight. “What are you laughing about, young lady?”

  Aurora twisted in the bed so she faced him, giving him a nipping kiss on the chin. “I’m just happy, really and truly happy.”

  He grinned and kissed her still smiling mouth. “I talked to Master Gabriel.”

  She froze, her smile faltering. “What?”

  “I told him we needed to lay some demons to rest and asked if I could bring you to the club to do a scene,” Donovan explained, clearly watching her reaction.

  Aurora tried to ignore the way her heart was pounding in her chest; she wasn’t sure she could face ever going into the club again.

  “Yes, you can,” Donovan assured her. “You won’t be alone.”

  She blinked as she realized she had spoken her fear out loud. “Sir… I know you just want to help me get past everything… but I am past it! I don’t give two hoots about Aiden or any of the other doms in that club.”