by April Zyon
“I don’t doubt that you will try. This is a perfect opportunity for you to test your breathing and visualization we’ve been talking about. I know we haven’t worked on it much, so I won’t hold you to what you just said. Practice the techniques and withhold as long as you can manage.” That said, he slid his cock into her, filling her up to the point she was sure she’d come apart at the seams.
She gasped and shivered. She began to breathe as he’d instructed, visualizing herself outside of her body to stave off her climax as long as she could.
Taking hold of her hips, Demaratus began to thrust, slowly at first. He seemed to be giving her a moment to center herself. Then he changed it up and moved faster, harder, his balls lightly slapping against her clit each time they came together.
That sensation—the plug in her anus, and his thrusts filling her over and over again—took her to the point of no return. She was practically sobbing as she forced her orgasm under control. “Please, can I come?” she begged him after several long minutes.
“Not yet,” he said in a rough tone. It sounded like he was talking through his teeth. His fingers tightened on her hips, enough that she was sure she’d have a few bruises there later. A few more hard thrusts and, finally, he gave her the word. “Come for me, Holly. Come right fucking now!”
Holly pushed back on him and screamed as she crested. She sobbed her pleasure. She rode the wave with him, whimpering. “Demaratus!” She felt him come right along with her.
When the world stopped spinning madly and she came back to herself, it was to the sensation of a warm cloth stroking over her pussy. “There you are,” Demaratus said quietly. Leaning over her, he brushed the tips of his fingers to her cheek. “I’m fairly certain I just lost a few decades off my life, seeing you faint like that. Here. You need to drink this.” He handed her a glass of water and helped her to sit up leaning back against him.
She felt herself blushing, then curled up against him. “When we came together like that, the pleasure was so much that I couldn’t stay conscious. Silly, I know.”
“Not silly. Terrifying, absolutely, but never silly.” Pulling the blankets up around her, he tucked them in tight and wrapped her in his arms. “I was worried I may have pushed you too far, too soon. We’re only truly getting to know one another, after all.”
“No, it felt so good.” She hugged him tightly. “Don’t you dare think that it was too much. It was perfect. I couldn’t ask for anything better.” She rubbed her cheek to his chest. “I just hope I don’t pass out after every orgasm, or we’ll have issues.”
“No shit,” he muttered. Stroking her hair, he held her close as she drank the water he’d given her. “Once you’re done, we’ll pop into the shower to clean up. Then you really do need to get a move on if you’re going to make it on time for your get-together with the ladies.”
“Oh, crap balls. Forgot all about that. Shoot. Okay.” She kissed the side of his neck. “I really want to be able to take a shower with you. Have you soaping me up and all that fun stuff.”
“Finish your water first. Then we’ll shower, and afterward you will have another glass of water before taking a bottle of it with you to Phoenix’s. Understood?” His tone said he wasn’t going to argue with her. It was his way, or else.
“Yes, I understand.” She looked up at him and smiled. “Are you always going to take care of me the way that you are right now? Because I happen to really love it.”
“Of course I will. After-care is extremely important, especially the more involved we get with some of our play. I need to know that you’re okay afterwards in the event you get into the zone, as it were. It’s a headspace that submissives can achieve during play, as can some Dominants. I’m a little too paranoid that something will go wrong to let myself fall into that headspace, but that’s a different story entirely. Coming back down from that zone can be emotional, with ups and downs all over the place. So, if you ever feel yourself slip into an unhappy or dark place after we’ve played together, you need to tell me immediately, no matter where we are.”
“Okay,” she told him with a nod. “The only thing I’m feeling right now is a little sad that I’m no longer filled by you. Is that normal?”
“It’s normal for you, which is all I need to know. Be aware of that feeling of emptiness and sadness, though. It could compound later. I won’t be too far at any time tonight.” Brushing a kiss to her lips, he rubbed his nose to hers. “Let’s go have that shower.”
“I’m glad you won’t be far. I don’t have a phone with me, though. Do you have a spare somewhere around here?”
“I always have a couple of spares lying around. I’m notoriously hard on them.” Slipping from the bed, he took the empty glass from her, then held her hands as she slid to the edge of the bed. “Slowly. You’re going to feel tender.”
She didn’t think she would, but then she stood. Her knees were a little weak. She looked at him. “How did you know that I would be tender? Goodness, Demaratus, you seem to know everything I’m going to feel before I feel it. That’s both terrifying and amazing at the same time. I like it. A lot. I think?” She was teasing more than anything.
“I saw your back end, little warrior. I would recommend sitting on a pillow at all times tonight. You will not like how your ass feels if you attempt to sit on anything too hard for the next couple of days.”
“Okay.” She licked her lips and grinned. “Although, I have got to tell you that I really liked it. Having you spank me like you were. I loved it.”
“We’ll be giving your rear end a little bit of a break. At least until you can walk without resembling a ninety-year-old woman. I’m older than you are, Holly. This is just shameful.” Clicking his tongue, he moved with her to the bathroom.
She snorted in laughter and winked. “Demaratus, my love, you were fucking me hard and I loved every moment of it, but I think that I have a license to walk like an old woman. Thank you very much.”
“Not even a little,” he said. Bending, he scooped her up to carry her the last few strides to the shower. On her own feet again, she stood to the side to let him get the water going nice and warm. “Turn so your back takes the brunt of it. You don’t want it landing on that sensitive skin. In fact…” Stepping out for a second, he came back with one of the small towels. “Hold this over your bottom so the water doesn’t come into direct contact but still warms you up.”
She frowned but did as he’d told her. “I’m not hurting,” she told him. “I feel amazing right now.” She leaned in to brush her nose to his. “I think you should kiss me.”
“You aren’t feeling it now, but you may. Let me take care of you, Holly. You are mine, and part of that means putting up with my eccentricities from time to time.” Turning his head, he gave her a slow, gentle kiss while one hand moved to cup her face.
“I’ll let you take care of me, because I happen to love it. Just know that sometimes I might grumble and complain, and then other times I’ll be downright bratty, but I’ll try because I know you’re doing it because you care.”
“Then stand there with the towel over your bottom for a while. By that, I mean when you can bring your knee up above your waist without wincing, you’re likely loose enough to step out of the direct fall of the water so you can wash up.”
“And what would you like to do to me in the meantime? My hands are behind my back. My breasts are pointed at you and just begging to have you touch them. You could, you know? Touch me wherever you wanted to.”
“You have to be to Phoenix’s place in less than twenty minutes,” he said. But she did note, rather gratefully, that her words had his attention locked on her chest. His breathing had even picked up pace slightly as he swayed toward her before visibly forcing himself back a half step.
“We could have a bit of fun, all the same.” She licked her lips and moved in, her hand on his torso.
He didn’t seem to breathe as he stared down at her for a moment. Then he moved fast to scoop her up with an arm aro
und her waist and a hand under her thigh as he kissed her. Her back met the wall of the shower while his body pressed in closer from the front. He took his time making love to her mouth.
She greedily accepted the attention. Her breasts brushed against him and she whimpered. When they parted, she licked her lips once more. “Again?”
Licking his own lips, he tipped his head to the side slightly. “Again what?” he asked. He brushed his mouth to hers before pulling back. “Another kiss? Or do you want something more, little warrior? The clock is ticking, so decide quickly.”
“I want a kiss, and I need you. I need you inside of me. I want you to take me against the wall of the shower. Please?” She shifted just a bit so that she could fit more of his body against hers.
“Put your arms around my neck. I don’t want to have to grab your ass if I can avoid it.” Then he gave her the kiss she was yearning for, catching up her other leg to get her in position to take him.
With her thighs locked around his waist and her lips locked with his, she cried out as their bodies came together again. She let her hands tangle into his hair and she tugged lightly, moaning against his lips while taking him deep.
He was gentle with her but still demanding. Demaratus wasn’t the sort to ever really back off. Even while he took care of her, he still wanted everything she had to give and didn’t let her off the hook. His kiss turned hungrier, if at all possible, when he cupped and massaged one breast.
She let her nails rake against his scalp while they rocked together.
“Harder,” he barked out. Dipping his head, he scraped his teeth over her throat, nipping and sucking as he went. Hiking her legs up higher, he thrust faster when she dug her nails in a little more.
She squeezed and held on as she moved with him. “Harder,” she said, repeating his request. She heard their skin slapping together and whimpered. This is what I needed.
“You’d better be coming soon. Not going to last with those sweet fucking sounds you’re making.” He said something else, but it wasn’t in a language she recognized. It was deep, nearly growled out, and he bit her shoulder at the end like punctuation.
“Close, so close,” she assured him. “There. Shit. Demaratus.” He had shifted just a bit and was now hitting her in the one place deep inside that had her ready to scream. “Come with me.” She yearned to let go and fly and wanted him there with her.
“Scream for me,” he demanded. He pushed in deep, again and again. Lifting his head, he brushed his nose to hers. “Come now, Holly.” Another couple thrusts, then he stilled. His seed filled her as his large body shivered against her own.
Holly sobbed with her pleasure and tightened on him as she did so. She buried her face against the side of his neck while she rode out her orgasm.
One arm slid around her to cradle her as he eased away from the wall. Backing under the water, Demaratus let it slide over them both as he swayed her in his arms. “I have you, little warrior,” he whispered against her ear. “And I’m never letting go.”
“That’s a good thing, because I’m keeping you.” She rubbed against him, her cheek to his chest.
He gave a snort that she could have maybe said was a small laugh, but she let it slide for the moment. “We need to get you cleaned up so you can make your get-together in time, Holly. I hate to rush you, but we’re cutting it close as it is.”
“I know.” She hated to pull away from him, but she did, touching his cheek and winking. “Will you wash my back for me, please? I’ll return the favor.”
“Deal,” he agreed. He set her on her feet, keeping his hands on her waist until she was sure of her balance. “More water for you once we’re out. You need to keep hydrated,” he reminded, brushing a finger to her cheek. “Turn so I can wash your back.”
She did, smiling when he ran his fingers down her spine. Bracing her hands on the shower wall, she looked over her shoulder at him. “I love the way you touch me,” she admitted. “I will always crave it.”
“You have lovely skin. I start with the intention of touching it all, but then someone ends up distracting me and I never finish. I’m not naming names or anything. Just throwing that out there for future reference.”
She had to grin at that. “Well, maybe next time you can slather me in lotion or something like that?” He could give her a massage. She wouldn’t argue with him on that at all.
“Definitely tomorrow.” Pressing a kiss to her shoulder, he stepped back and passed the soap around to her.
“What kind of training will you be doing?” She took the bar from him and made a production of cleaning her front while he watched. “Are you boys going to do some bonding after?”
“I’ll be working with my blades for a while. I may go to the shooting range for a while afterward. I do know that Alexander was planning to grill some steaks around the dinner hour, so we’ll go topside to enjoy the last heat of the day, some barely cooked meat, cold beers, and no vegetables.”
“Oh, that sounds very good.” She laughed. “Wait, do you know how much I would love to watch you with blades? I bet you look amazing.”
“Another time you can come to watch. I’ll even teach you a little of it.” Taking the soap from her, he did his front. “Quickly, little warrior. You still need to dry off, get dressed, and travel halfway through the complex.”
“I got this,” she said with a smirk. As he rinsed, she grabbed a towel. She hummed while getting dressed, pulling out one of his shirts to put on, then looking at him with a frown. “I seriously need clothes. I hate to shop, though.”
“Deidre has your sizes. She could do it for you.” He stopped when she stared at him. “Or you can go onto the system and do it yourself. You’ll have to use my card, though, since I don’t think we actually remembered your purse at any point during our abduction of you. On the upside of things, we did remember to lock the door.”
“Which reminds me—I need to have someone go to my place and pack everything up. I have clothes there.”
“You and I could go. That way, you can grab anything else you’d like to bring back with you. We’ll take a couple of days and slack off while doing it.” Drying off as he walked out of the bathroom, Demaratus headed for the closet. “If you want to borrow one of my shirts, you’re more than welcome to.”
She glanced down at the one she had on, grinned, looked at him, and asked, “Oh, you mean like the one I’m wearing now?”
Turning his head, he eyed her top to bottom. He made a sucking noise through his teeth before pulling down clothes for himself. “You’re lucky you’re cute and I adore you, Holly Smith,” he teased. He tied the drawstrings at his waist, then shrugged into a tight t-shirt. “Grab a sweater in case you get cold. And a bottle of water, too.”
“Gracious.” She fanned herself and licked her lips. She did grab a bottle of water, though, and stepped into her shoes. “Promise you’ll let me watch you one day soon?” She moved her hand to his chest again, needing to touch him.
“Of course you can. Any time,” he told her. Cupping her cheek, he leaned in to kiss her. After grabbing up the bag near the dresser, he put a palm on her back. “Let’s get going.”
She pulled back to slip her hand into his and wink at him. Squeezing her fingers, he led her out of their rooms and through the halls.
Chapter Eight
Demaratus came back into her house to grab the last box. When he returned again, he slid his hands into his pockets. “Anything else we need to take?” he asked. He looked around the space that was pretty much empty except for some furniture.
She shook her head. “No. Do you think we can stop along the way and have something to eat?”
“Of course,” he said. “Take one last look around, and then we’ll get out of here. There’s a diner a town over. An hour drive at most. And we can even find a hotel to spend the night in before we head back out for the Mountain in the morning.”
“Oh, that sounds fun. Think we can find one with a honeymoon suite? I would love to ha
ve a room with a Jacuzzi tub or something similar so that we can be naked in the water.”
“You can get on my phone and see what our options are. I need to stop to fill up, so that gives us a little time to figure out which way we’re going to head.”
“Sounds like a plan. While you drive, I’ll surf the Web.” She looked around her home one last time and took a deep breath. “This life is behind me.” They would be together now, were together now, through thick and thin. “Let’s get out of here. Take me home?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Reaching out his hand, he took hers and drew her to him. “Let’s get out of here.” Hugging her to his side, he pulled her out of the house with him, pausing by the door so she could lock it behind them.
“This was a good home for me for a long time. It will provide a good home for someone else another time. I’ll mail the keys in to the apartment manager.”
“We’ll get them to the site manager. Once we’re back home, of course. For now, let’s go get some gas, find a place to stay the night, and then decide where we want to have dinner.” He opened the passenger door of the SUV and gave her a hand up.
Once they were both in, she reached out and put her hand in his. “There’s a really good diner just down the road. It’s delicious, actually. Mom and pop sort of place.”
“That works for me,” he said as he got them moving. Squeezing her hand, he slid his fingers through hers to hold them loosely. He stayed quiet as they drove to the station.
Holly didn’t speak again for a long time. By the time they arrived, she had found a hotel and made them a reservation. “Hope you don’t mind that I asked for the best suite they had.”
“Fine by me.” He turned off the engine. “It tends to have the biggest bed, the most space, so you don’t feel like you’re in a shoebox, and a big enough shower for two people to fool around in. Not that they actually put that on the brochure, but you know everyone’s thinking it.” Throwing her a wink, he slid out of the truck and started to pump the gas.