Seduced in the Dungeon (Dark Kingdom Book 1)

by Claire Conrad

  “Fuck that. They’ll have to sew them back on.”

  ELLA

  Heart pounding, I held my breath as Dorian ripped the dress from my body. The glittering fabric fell to a pool of pale blue at my feet. He ripped my undergarments next, his eyes raging in a way I’d not yet seen. The look made my pussy clench in anticipation.

  He did not speak as he lifted me over the bed and tossed me onto my back. My knees dangled over the edge and I lay naked and open before him.

  He stood over me for long minutes, his gaze burning a trail over every inch of my skin as he looked his fill.

  “You’re mine, Ella.”

  I didn’t argue. I waited for him to take off his clothes and fill me up with his hard cock.

  He dropped to his knees and lifted my feet to the edge of the mattress, my legs open wide, my pussy on display.

  “This is mine.” He lowered his lips to place a chaste kiss over my clit. “This pussy is mine.”

  “Dorian. Please. Take off your clothes. I need you.”

  “Not yet.” He lifted his hands and placed one over my stomach to hold me in place. The other, he used to explore my pussy, easing his fingers up and down through my wet folds as if he planned to torment me all night.

  I dug my heels into the bed and tried to lift my hips, to take his fingers inside me.

  Smack!

  Smack!

  His palm slapped the insides of my thighs as quick as lightning, the heat of his warning spreading though my legs and belly, making me moan. “Dorian.”

  “I said, not yet.” He left me to disrobe, and I lifted my body up onto my elbows so I could watch him. His shoulders, wide and well-muscled, narrowed to a trim waist and tight buttocks my fingers ached to touch. He ignored me until I closed my legs.

  “No.” He stood over me, his gaze intense and focused. “Open your legs, Ella. That pussy is mine and I want to see it.”

  Legs shaking, I resumed my position under his watchful gaze. My thighs opened as wide as they would stretch and he nodded and walked to his dresser, returning with long strands of red silk.

  “I’m going to tie you to my bed and fuck you all night.” He started with my right ankle, securing it to the post on the corner of the bed. He worked his way around, pulling my arms to the sides so I was flat on my back, my breasts thrust up for his pleasure. “If I hurt you, if you need anything at all, you must tell me.”

  His gaze locked onto mine until I nodded my head but I could not speak, afraid I might beg him to take me.

  He returned to stand before me, his huge cock jutting hard and ready.

  With one hand on each of my thighs, he spread me open until my bottom lifted from the edge of the mattress. He placed his cock at my opening and thrust hard and deep, filling me to the point of pain.

  There was nowhere to run, nowhere to escape the overwhelming power of his possession. He pulled out slowly and filled me again and again until I arched my back, desperate for more.

  He increased his speed, pumping in and out of my wet core in a frenzy that made me cry out as an orgasm rose to take me.

  Seconds before I found release, he pulled his cock free and denied me.

  “Dorian! Please!” I bit my lip, my head thrashing from side to side on the soft bedding.

  “Not yet. Not until you beg.”

  “I am begging.”

  He chuckled and dropped to his knees. “Not yet, you’re not. But you will be.”

  I wanted to argue, but lost all thought as his mouth clamped down on my clit. He sucked and flicked the sensitive nub with his tongue. His hands slid down my thighs to pull the lips of my core open for his tongue.

  He thrust deep, and I cried out at the intimate invasion. Seconds later, he replaced his tongue with two fingers as his mouth returned to my clit.

  Tied to the bed, held open by my ropes of silk and my love for him, I surrendered my body into his keeping. I could do nothing but submit to his will, to his pleasure.

  He played my body as a maestro plays a symphony, taking me to the brink of release, always stopping before I found my pleasure.

  Sweat ran from my temples and my heart pounded as if it might break free of my body. I had no control, no thought. My existence narrowed to Dorian, to his hands, his rough tongue, his mastery of my body.

  “Dorian!”

  “Do you want to come, wife?”

  “Please.” I fought my body to get that one word past my lips. “Please. Please. Please.” My call became a chant as he fucked me with his fingers. He stood over me as he played with my wet heat, like a conqueror surveying his prize.

  He placed his thumb over my clit and reached up to pinch my nipple. The pain shot through me and my entire body arched up off the bed.

  He removed his hand and filled me with his cock in a ruthless thrust that made me scream his name.

  “Come now, wife. Come all over my cock.”

  My body responded to his command and my orgasm blazed through me like wildfire.

  He lifted my hips from the bed and pumped into me over and over as a second orgasm rose to drag me under.

  My core gripped his hard length like a fist, so tight and swollen, every stroke of his cock made me quiver and moan.

  Dorian dropped onto his elbows over me, pressing me into the mattress with delicious weight. He slowed the thrust of his cock, as if he had all night.

  “I love to watch you come.”

  Arms tied, I couldn’t reach up and wrap my arms around him as I longed to do. I could not bury my fingers in his hair. “Kiss me, my prince.”

  He lowered his lips to mine, and I kissed him with all the love in my heart as he filled me with his seed and made me his forever.

  EPILOGUE

  DORIAN

  Ella danced in the tall grass, wildflowers a tangled mess in her hair as she twirled our little princess through the meadow with all the style and elegance of a waltz in the grand ballroom. Both of my ladies were dressed in bright pink gowns, and their golden hair shone in the sunlight. But it was the contentment, the pure bliss on their faces that called me to join them. Ella and our daughter were my life, my heart. Everything.

  Aurora squealed, her giggling voice making me smile as I rose from the picnic blanket and made my way to the women who owned me, body and soul.

  “Come here, little monster.” I wrapped my hands around my daughter’s tiny waist and lifted her high into the sky in our favorite game. My heart threatened to burst every time I held her, every time I looked at her mother. I’d never dreamt such joy could be mine. I looked into my daughter’s big blue eyes and saw pure love, pure innocence as she stared back at me. “What monster do you want to be today?”

  “A dragon, Daddy!”

  My wife grinned and wrapped her hands protectively around her growing middle, where our second child waited to be welcomed into the world. “I thought you wanted to be a snow princess at your birthday party. I got you a big, fluffy white dress.” Ella winked at me, very familiar with our daughter’s strange obsession with the mythical beasts.

  “Dragon,” Aurora insisted, her chubby cheeks bright pink with her vehemence. Ella and Gregory had a surprise in store for her at the party. And Henry, I decided, the poor horse forced to don the outrageous dragon costume they’d fashioned for him to wear at the upcoming celebration, must either love my daughter as much as he loved her mother, or he was the most patient creature I’d ever known.

  Ella raised her eyebrows and tilted her head as I held Aurora high. “A dragon? Are you sure? You’ll have to breathe fire.”

  Aurora spread her arms wide, as if they were her dragon wings, and trusted me to hold her steady above my head. “I’m dragon! Rawrrr!”

  I raced in a circle in the meadow. Aurora screamed, roared like a dragon, and laughed until a dark shadow moved across the land. Confused, I lowered her to my chest and held out my free hand to draw Ella near. She snuggled into my side as if she were part of me.

  “What is it?” she asked.

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sp; We both looked up, searching the cloudy sky, but it was our daughter who raised her hand to point out the dark figure swooping in and out of the clouds with more speed and grace than the mighty eagle.

  “Look, Daddy.” She whispered the words as if, even at three years old, she knew the magnificence of what we were seeing. “Look. A dragon.”

  THE END

  CLAIRE CONRAD

  Claire Conrad is a full time writer and chocolate enthusiast who knows just enough about a handful of topics to dabble in many and master none. She loves a good red wine, traveling just about anywhere, coffee (as long as it's dark), romance and never met a sci-fi story she didn't love - including comically horrible "B" movies - much to her husband's chagrin.

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