As they reached the iron fencing, Lucius took her hands and placed them on the rail. His grasp was firm, yet gentle. One hand went to her waist while the other swept her long locks to the side. Lowering his mouth to the nape of her neck, he bit her softly. A shudder echoed through her body, every nerve suddenly awakened by his touch. She tried to face him, wanting to kiss him senseless, but the hand on her waist held her place.
“Be still.”
The edge in his voice made her tingle all over. Pressing her bottom into his groin, she let her hips rotate from side to side. He was already hard; she could feel him through his slacks.
“What are you doing, Kitten?” He sounded amused.
Grinning the naughtiest of grins, she untied her coat and ran her hands over her breasts. A moan filled the night air as she pinched tender nipples through the lace of her bra.
“I believe I asked you a question.” A hand shot through her curls suddenly, pulling her head back roughly.
If her panties had been damp before, they were soaking wet now. Warm lips brushed against her ear, his teeth pulling at the tiny lobe. Goosebumps covered her skin as she arched against him. Spirals of electricity swirled through her body, her clit pulsating with need. Slipping her fingers into her mouth, she suckled them briefly before returning them to her breasts. Running them over the taut peaks, she envisioned Lucius’s tongue in their place; a thought quickly interrupted as he spun her around to face him.
A stern look upon his face, he removed two strands of rope from his pocket and stepped forward. Mouth agape, she stared in awe as he secured each wrist to the rail on either side of her body.
“If I need help turning you on, I’ll let you know.” He threw her jacket open and stepped forward.
Her gasp was instant. Cold, crisp air struck every curve of her body, teasing her flesh with an icy kiss. A catlike grin spread across his face as he examined her feminine shape. Lowering his mouth to her neck, he bit her again, his hands gripping her waist tightly. Closing her eyes, she let her head fall backward. There was no point in protesting further. He would have his way, regardless. Which was exactly what she wanted. At the end of the day, she needed to be taken, not asked politely for her permission.
Warm lips covered her nipples through the lace of her bra. The feel of his tongue against the material was scintillating. Pulling the fabric downward, he took a tiny peak into his mouth and suckled hard.
Alexandra moaned quietly as his free hand slid over her other breast. Squeezing her thighs together tightly, she shuddered in absolute bliss as his mouth moved back and forth between the sensitive peaks. Rocking seductively against the rail, she arched her back with each flick of his tongue, desperate for him to consume her.
As if sensing her growing need, he dropped to his knees, burying his face in the curve of her waist. She mewled softly, wishing she could run her hands through his thick, black hair. His kiss was like fire against her skin, his tongue tracing wet circles above the trim of her panties. Purring loudly, she draped a knee across his shoulder, letting her sex drag across his flesh, nothing but a sheer film of material separating their bodies.
Lucius let out a low growl and reached for her panties, tearing them from her body in one swift movement. Wrapping a large hand around her thigh, he slid her leg further down his back, forcing her to raise her hips. The move placed her clit directly in front of his mouth. Totally exposed, she couldn’t help becoming more aroused. Arms tied to the railing, legs spread wide, she stood helpless before her husband. Completely and utterly at his mercy. The thought sent a shiver down the back of her neck
A large hand moved behind her, grasping her bottom and pulling her forward as his mouth descended on her clit. The warmth of his tongue was intoxicating. Filled with desire, her fingers gripped the railing as he teased the tiny jewel.
“I can’t hear you, Alexandra,” he murmured softly between her thighs.
Her body contorted ecstatically. Lucius chuckled softly, obviously pleased by her response. His lips closed over the sensitive pearl and he began to suckle gently. It was almost too much for her to bear.
“My name, Kitten.” His voice was low. “I want to hear you scream it.”
A feeling of pure adrenaline rushed through her veins. The idea of screaming outdoors -- where people might actually overhear -- was undeniably sexy. Slightly intimidating, but sexy.
“Make me.” She bit her lower lip seductively.
He paused just long enough to let her know her reply had hit its mark. A primal growl filled his throat as he lifted her body from the ground. Eyes widening, she gasped in surprise as he draped her other leg across his back. A hand on either knee, he forced her thighs apart, his tongue flitting over the hardened jewel of her womanhood.
“Ohhhh!” Alexandra quivered uncontrollably above him.
Turning his head, his teeth nipped the inside of her thigh, the move sending her straight to orgasm. Hands clenching the railing behind her, Alexandra threw her head back, climax overtaking her. As her cries grew louder, his mouth continued to devour her sex, suckling firmly as she rode the first and second waves of orgasm.
Her screams still ringing through the night, Lucius stood up and placed her firmly on the ground. Steadying her against his powerful frame, he tore the rope from her wrists and spun her around. Bending her over the rail, he drove a hand through her locks and pulled her head back, letting it rest against his shoulder.
“We’re not finished yet.” His voice made her tremble with excitement.
Pressing his body close to hers, he lowered his head and let his teeth drag across her shoulder. The sensation was riveting, unfulfilled need raging through every part of her body. The sound of him unbuckling his belt reached her ears and she thought she might faint with anticipation.
She didn’t have to wait long.
The soft material of his slacks fell away, the warmth of his flesh teasing her bottom. Sliding a hand around her waist, he slipped his member between her thighs. Alexandra groaned wildly as it brushed against her clit. Angling her hips, she bent forward to give him full access to her pussy. As the tip of his shaft breached her soft folds, she thrust herself backward in a frenzy of sexual need. The full length of his cock plunged through her depths like never before. The result was a heady mix of pleasure and pain, both of which were immensely satisfying.
“Fuck, yes ...” she whispered. “Just like that.”
A large hand slapped her bottom.
“Scream it.”
He was close, she could hear it in his voice; the knowledge of which turned her on immensely. Driven by lust, she bobbed up and down his length, each stroke more forceful than the last. His pace increased suddenly and she braced herself against the iron fence. Reaching around her body, his fingers found her clit, massaging it gently with every thrust. The combination was more than enough to send her over the edge. Climax overtook her once more, and this time she was going to let the entire world know about it.
“Lucius!” She threw her head back. “God, yes ... fuck me!”
Earth shattering spasms racked her body as orgasm burst through every nerve in her being. At nearly the same moment, Lucius growled with his own release, the two of them shuddering simultaneously. He bit the nape her neck gently, a sign of possession this time. A warm glow spread through her body. She quite enjoyed belonging to him.
Keeping his weight from her tiny frame, he cradled her in his arms, allowing her time to recover from her orgasm. When her breathing had finally returned to normal, he leaned forward and whispered in her ear.
“Time to head inside” He smoothed her hair gently. “I don’t want you catching cold.”
“I don’t know.” She glanced at him from the corner of her eye. “I’ve grown rather fond of this railing -- do you think you can turn me on without it?”
“I can always bring you back out here, if I can’t.” He grinned mischievously.
“So you can tie me up again?” She smiled wickedly.
“N
o -- so I can toss you into the river.”
Alexandra’s mouth fell open as her husband swept her into his arms and carried her toward the villa. Pummeling him with a tiny fist only seemed to broaden his smile, and she gave up admonishing him after a few moments. Happily defeated, she snuggled down against his chest, still in awe of this man she’d spent the last six years of her life with. Six years full of love, happiness and absolute bliss.
Abducting Angel had nothing on this capture fantasy.
Isabella Snow
Isabella Snow is the classic alpha female in search of an alpha male. Having lived in Brooklyn, Philadelphia, Austin, Amsterdam and now Prague, she’s come to realize just how endangered the species really is. To console herself, she spends vast amounts of time creating the perfect male via her writing.
Focusing on contemporary erotic romance, Isabella specializes in the capture/forced submission subgenres. Cos nothing says lovin’ like a man who takes what he wants. Especially when he’s gorgeous and built like a Greek God.
In her spare time she enjoys shooting pool, playing chess and any manner of intellectual debate.
To read more about the characters and their world, check out The Claiming of Kitten by Isabella Snow:
When Lucius Sinclair first laid eyes on the risqué novel, he felt certain its owner would be less than desirable. No one in their right mind fantasized about their own abduction -- and sexual submission -- as described in that book.
But when he learned Alexandra Scott had left the book behind while interviewing for his company, he changed his tune. Instructing his uncle to offer her a job immediately, he began to lay plans toward the fulfillment of her saucy little fantasy. He quite liked the idea of shipping her overseas to serve his needs in the company’s new office.
Despite the instant attraction, Alexandra sensed a danger she couldn’t explain. And while it certainly made her panties wet, she was nobody’s fool. Forcing herself to present a brave face, she rejected his advances and left.
Unprepared for the sudden turn of events, Lucius did what came naturally. He snatched her up into his arms, tossed her into his car and took her home. Not quite the finesse he’d hoped for, but desperate situations called for desperate measures.
This one wasn’t getting away until her fantasy was carried out to the fullest.
Publisher’s Note: This book contains graphic depiction of BDSM sexual practices and submission, which may be offensive to some readers.
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