by Nikki Prince
It was best she stayed quiet. She’d take the time he’d given her and wait to tell him what he wanted to know. Right now though she’d enjoy that her fantasy come true held her breasts in his hands and had his shaft nestled snuggly against her ass while another man watched them. She adored being watched, one more thing about her that her master recalled. There was a bit of anxiety that she couldn’t allow to rise, anxiety that she might lose herself by giving up so much power.
“Tell me, Aurora, what you’d let him to do you, if I gave you free rein.”
The waiter returned with their drinks, setting them down before them so Aurora didn’t say anything. The pinch to her nipple made her gasp, but not in pain. In fact, it just turned her on more. He knew how to give her just enough pain to exhilarate her pleasure.
“Come now, Cielo. I asked you to tell me what you’d let him do.”
“Amo, you know I have not been able to come by another man’s hand.”
Another pinch was given to the opposite nipple and she mewled, rocking into his lap.
“That’s not what I asked. I asked what you’d let him do to you. I didn’t ask whether or not he could make you come. Besides, we both know that when you’re with me another touching you gives you pleasure. It’s only when I am absent that it stops.” The waiter still stood patiently by the table.
“Amo, I’d let him suck my nipples, as it seems to be where his eyes are drawn.”
“I don’t blame him. You have beautiful breasts. You are perfection incarnate, mi vida.” He placed a soft kiss to her neck. “Now it’s time to feed you. We will have something light, Cariño.” Felipe had always had names for her, and she didn’t mind them one bit and would answer to them all. Tonight would be no different.
To the waiter he said, “Sam, we are ready for the Empanada Gallega, the pork version, along with some strawberries that I ordered.”
Sam smiled and gave a bow of his head and walked off towards the kitchen, she assumed.
“You’ve thought of everything, Amo Felipe.”
“It won’t take any time for them to bring out our food. This perhaps is a good thing, seeing as our friend over there looks to be getting a bit impatient waiting for permission to come and sit over here with us. What do you say, Aurora, should I let him come sit at our table?”
“Only to sit, Amo Felipe?”
“Yes, only to sit for the moment. I still don’t know if I will allow him to touch you.”
“Amo, I only want your touch tonight.”
“This isn’t totally about what you want, Cielo. This is about you leaving your control behind and submitting fully to me.” He took one hand from a breast and cupped her chin, turning her face to his.
“I want all of you or nothing, Aurora. Don’t you understand that by now?”
His gaze was intense and she fought the compulsion to close her eyes. If she let him he’d devour her very soul. She shivered and he kissed the back of her neck as if to soothe her fears. If only that would help, she’d know what to do and what would be happening by the end of the evening that didn’t involve her running away. Running is the only option. Not yet. Enjoy this time, as it will be all you have with him.
For the first time that night she felt like crying, but she couldn’t do that in front of him so she blinked back the tears. Something flickered in his eyes, and she couldn’t begin to describe what it was.
“Our food is here … we will eat and then it is time for some serious play.” He let go of her chin and she saw Sam placing the food down with two small plates.
“Drink if it helps calm your nerves.” Felipe picked up his whiskey and sipped it. For a moment she watched him, even waited to see him swallow. Everything he did was so fucking corporeal and sexy.
Zealously she picked up the wine and took a sip, almost choking herself in her eagerness. She set it down quickly as she coughed.
“I said to calm your nerves, not choke yourself, Aurora. Don’t rush.”
“I was a bit too fast, Amo Felipe.” Sheepishly she glanced up at him and couldn’t resist the urge she had to kiss him, so she did just that. A quick kiss to the corner of his mouth and then another.
“Mmm and what brought those about?” he inquired.
“I couldn’t help myself. I love your lips, so sensual.”
“As I said before, don’t rush.” His head descended and he took her lips in a heated kiss, tasting and savoring her as if she were that fine wine. He licked at her lips then sought entrance, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, and she tasted his whiskey and the flavor that was uniquely him. He teased his tongue along her teeth then swirled it around hers before sucking it into his mouth.
She whimpered in his mouth when all of a sudden her head was pulled back as he tangled his fingers into her hair. This action thrust her breasts out and arched her throat. She was completely at his mercy.
The lick and nip to her throat was a surprise to her. It could only mean that Felipe had given permission to their observer to touch her. Felipe kept kissing her even as the other man made his home at her throat. It was intoxicating to be worshipped not only by the man you wanted but to also have another do so at that man’s request.
With a soft growl Felipe parted the kiss, tugging at her bottom lip with his even white teeth, then licking over the small bite. She stayed like that, staring up at him, seeking his guidance.
“She is wonderful, eh, Nico?”
“Si, she is, just as you said she’d be.”
Her eyes opened. He knew the other man? Why not? Everything seemed to be part of his plan anyway. Besides, he was giving her everything she wanted. True, she’d put down what she wished for, but some things she hadn’t even been mentioned and yet he’d provided them. She might as well just hang on for the ride. Literally and figuratively.
Chapter Seven
“Take a seat, Nicolai. Eat with us, then you can come back with us to our suite.”
Felipe let go of her hair after one hard kiss to her lips.
“Eat now, Aurora.”
She was so horny all she wanted to do was get fucked. Then again to disobey her master was a no-no. She turned to the food and began to eat. The empanada was delicious and melted in her mouth. The two men conversed while she ate and the ensuing camaraderie comforted her. Felipe only wanted what was best for her. She was a submissive: he was a dominant. The love she’d felt for him scared her. She wasn’t the type of person to just give a bit of herself when she found love; no, it was all or nothing. When she’d had her fill she pushed her plate away and picked up her wine, taking a small sip and settling back into Felipe’s arms. The men continued to talk a few moments longer and then Felipe finally spoke to her.
“Go back to the room, my beauty. Nico and I will follow you shortly.”
She nodded and scooted off his lap quickly. She took it as him giving her space and time to come to grips with what would be happening once they were all behind closed doors. Walking back to the room, her eyes feasted on couples and groups of people in various stages of flirtation to full on sex. There were men and women wearing the collars of their masters, those who loved the schoolgirl look to the straight on leather or latex look. Anything could be found here, it seemed, from vanilla to whatever was your flavor.
She stopped to watch as a Domme strapped her male sub to a Saint Andrew’s Cross with bondage cuffs. He was completely naked and bound with the intricate Kinbaku knots in a vivid blood red that caught her eye, and she couldn’t look away. Kinbaku was basically what the western culture called Shibari. The Domme asked her sub if he could move or get away, and she heard him tell his mistress that he couldn’t and that he’d gladly give up all for her, even if she spurned him.
Aurora’s heart constricted at the thought of giving all over to Felipe and him telling her at some later date he was done with her. No, she wouldn’t do that with him. She’d never give him that pleasure to just up and leave. She’d be the one to do the leaving. Frantically she looked over in the direction
where Felipe sat with Nico. Noting they were still there, she made up her mind in that moment.
It was now or never. She backed up, choosing now, almost knocking over Sam the waiter to rush back to her room. He grabbed her to steady her. She made her apologies and ran towards the room as if Satan were on her heels. She was leaving, and this time would be the last time he’d ever see her. No matter how much she loved him, and in that moment she knew she loved him, she wasn’t going to be left to pine for him.
To let go completely meant that she’d be losing herself. There would be no identity left for Aurora Devine. Her mother had given all she could to her father only to have him pick and choose when he’d spend time with their family. Each time he came back her mother got weaker and weaker, saying it was for the best and that she loved her husband. Her mother, once a proud and beautiful woman, became a husk of her former self, taking what little scraps she was offered.
She’d be damned if she’d grovel at a man’s feet, no matter how much she yearned to be his and how good it made her feel; she couldn’t in her mother’s memory allow it. No, in fact she wouldn’t allow it. Her mother had died a broken woman pining for a man who didn’t want her. Felipe called to that part in her that desired to submit. However, the other part of her loved her freedom and was afraid there would come a time when she was no longer wanted. No longer the pretty woman on Felipe’s arm but an object that dulled in comparison to the next female that caught his eye. It would crush her to see him turn from her, to no longer wish for her to be his. In as much as a submissive was her master’s, a master was the submissive’s. It worked both ways. She’d just have to go on for the rest of her life with the memories of him and fuck having an orgasm by the hand of another man.
By the time she made it to her room her heart was racing and tears were streaming down her face. The first place she headed to was the bathroom. She slipped the plug out, cleaned it, washed herself up and then headed back into the bedroom. Thrusting the door open she went straight to the closet and took out her clothes. She was so busy trying to put on her clothing she didn’t hear the door open and close.
She was in the midst of slipping on her panties when Felipe spoke up. “Where do you think you’re going, Aurora?”
Christ, I should have put the panties in my pocket and not taken the extra time to put the damn things on. Freezing briefly, she realized she was holding her breath and released it on a soft huff.
“I’m leaving, Felipe.” She didn’t bother to call him master, because she was leaving. She could only guess that waiter Sam had seen her fleeing and had spoken to Felipe.
The normally cool, calm and collected Felipe’s nostrils were flared. He was angry. Let him be angry.
“What changed your mind, Aurora? When you were at the table with me you were fine and now you wish to leave?”
“I decided that what you have to offer isn’t what I want.” She swallowed the bile that filled her mouth. She was making herself sick with that lie. She had to make him believe it, so that he’d let her go.
“Put your clothes back in the closet, now.”
She frowned and squared her shoulders. “You have no right to tell me what to do, Felipe.”
“I have every right, Cielo. You gave me the right to tell you anything when you agreed to staying here and fulfill the contract.”
“I changed my mind.” She defied him and continued to dress, her eyes trained on him for any sudden moves so that she’d be able to counter them. Hopefully.
“Now you sound like a little girl who’s lost her dolly.” His words dripped with sarcasm.
Moving forward as if she were brave she stopped in front of him.
“Please move, Felipe. I need to go. I’ve wasted enough of my time here. I’m sorry I can’t do this any longer. We don’t fit.”
“That’s a matter of opinion, Aurora. We fit very well and have from the beginning. I’m going to ask you one more time to do as I ask and then I’m going to show you how wrong you are.” He barred her from the door and in frustration she made as if she were going to move past him and gasped as he grasped her wrist and spun her around so that she faced him and her back was to the door. He took her other wrist in hand and brought them up above her head, holding them against the door.
“Joder, you’d try the patience of a fucking saint, Aurora!”
“You’re no saint, Felipe!”
“Something you’d best remember, Aurora.” Felipe growled out. His face was inches from hers and her heart was in her throat as she struggled against him to no avail. She was no match for his strength. Though he wasn’t hurting her he was making it impossible for her to go anywhere.
She whimpered softly and squeezed her thighs together. How could she want to smack him one moment and in the next moment want to fuck him until they were both raw? He knew exactly which buttons to push to make her putty in his very capable hands.
“Aurora, I can smell how much you want my cock in you. Why are you denying what we both want?”
“Just because you want something, doesn’t mean it’s a good thing, Felipe.”
“Grow up, Aurora. I’m your dream, your fantasy. Be a big girl and reach out and grab it.”
“Felipe…”
“Tell me to let you go, Cielo. Tell me you don’t want my hands on you and you don’t want what I have to offer. Let it be the truth and I will let you go.”
She trembled against him and his eyes sparkled deviously. “Tell me…” His voice was hypnotic. “Convince me that you want to be free from me.”
Every bit of his naked body touched her in some way and his heat seeped through her clothing.
“Felipe, please…”
“Please what, Aurora? Please let you go? Please fuck you? Which?” He nuzzled her neck, and she groaned as his goatee stroked along her skin there. God, why couldn’t she walk away like she had before?
“I want to give you what your heart’s desires, Aurora. Why won’t you let me?”
“For how long, Felipe? How long before you tire of me?”
He pulled away from her neck, frowning. “What the hell are you talking about? I’ve always wanted you and I’ve never tired of you.”
She started crying again. Why did he have to sound so convincing and trustworthy? “You’ll tire of me Felipe, and then where would I be?”
Felipe let go of her hands and cupped her face gently. Leaning in he kissed her eyes and then licked at the trail of tears that flowed down her cheeks. When he got to her mouth he kissed her deeply. The urgency in that kiss made her soften towards him, and she cupped the back of his head, threading her fingers through his thick ebony strands. He took that as his cue to take what he wanted, and boy, did he. With quick movements he divested her of her clothing again, tossing each article to the floor.
“You’re mine and you will stay mine, Aurora.”
She was tired of arguing with him about it so she didn’t say anything. He was correct—she was his, and she’d always been his. She was just iffy on the matter of him being hers. She was too scared to ask him. She was also filled with so much hunger for him at the moment the thought of questioning something she feared hearing the answer for wasn’t an option.
Chapter Eight
He’d be damned if he’d let her go. He wanted her, had always wanted her and she was here within his grasp. She didn’t want to leave him. Something had scared her and he needed to figure it out. She had to know that he’d do anything to keep her safe, anything. He longed to take care of her, give her everything she needed
He picked her up and carried her over to the bed, setting her down on it. “I want you, Aurora. I’m going to take you. The question for you is do you want me to do that without Nico present or with him present.” He was going to keep to her fantasy.
“Bring him in, Amo.” She sounded breathless.
“Are you sure, Aurora? Nico being here is part of your fantasy. So are you telling me you still wish to participate in that?”
“I want it
. I want to experience that with you, if only for this moment.” He watched as she lay back on the bed. The sexual need was obvious as she writhed on the bed, small moans slipping past tight lips.
“This is the second time that you’ve disobeyed me, Aurora. As your master I’m beholden to giving you punishment. First, you took out the plug, and second, you were about to run out and leave me high and dry yet again. Any punishment I give you would be something you’d like. I fear that everything I do to you would be something you want. Am I right?”
“Right, and now I want it all,” she whined.
“Lay there, don’t touch yourself. I forbid it.” Turning from her he picked up the telephone on the nightstand and dialed a number.
“Send in Nico with the items that I requested, please.” He hung up the phone and grabbed one of the condoms that sat on top of the nightstand. He opened the foil wrapper and held out the condom to Aurora.
“Come here and put this one me, beauty.”
She scrambled off the bed and grabbed the condom, kneeling at his feet. Damn, she was gorgeous. There was a knock at the door, and Nico entered the room carrying the requested items. His attention returned to Aurora when she took his cock in hand and glided the condom on.
Once she was done he held his hand out to her for her to stand. Cupping her gorgeous chocolate tipped breasts in his hands he leaned close, licking around each nipple in turn.
“Such beautiful breasts. Don’t you think so, Nico?”
“Fabulous breasts, Felipe. I wholeheartedly agree.” Pushing his hands up under her breasts as if checking the weight of each he grinned as Aurora began panting.
“Ah, beauty, you love your nipples to be touched. I say a bit of clamping is in order, what about you?”
She let out a ragged moan and nodded her head. “Yes please, Amo.”
“I’m going to take it one step further. I’ll give you the nipple clamps, and I’m also going to add a little surprise.”