One Dom To Love (The Doms of Her Life - Book 1)

by Shayla Black Jenna Jacob Isabella LaPearl

She hadn’t even comprehended his words when he assaulted her with his fingers and mouth once more. It was not a slow coaxing. Now he sent her climbing with exacting precision. Fingers. Tongue. Teeth. He ate at her with single-minded determination.

  It was too much sensation. Too much demand. Too much to even breathe. She pushed at his head, trying to dislodge him. He only grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the bar, then ate her voraciously again, driving her up, up, up with no respite. She plateaued quickly, at a place where need swelled and beat at her, where her body and mind raced to catch up as blood rushed and churned, but the peak was just beyond her reach.

  “Stop. I can’t,” she sobbed. “I can’t.”

  Hammer tightened his grip on her. He had to see the tears swelling in her eyes. But his masterful stare simply kept demanding more as he nipped her clit with his teeth.

  “I know you can, Raine. Stay with me. I’ve got you.” His voice was a low rumble, but the power in his words spiked inside her. “Climb to the edge and wait for my command.”

  Tears fell, streaming from the corners of her eyes as Raine fought for the pleasure. He wanted it. She wanted it—desperately. Yet her body hung suspended above the roar. She closed her eyes as her hips undulated helplessly with the building fire.

  “Open your eyes, precious.”

  Her lids fluttered open. Their gazes connected, and all the tears in the world weren’t going to stop him from doing whatever he wanted—in his time, in his way. Then he slapped the pad of her pussy before shoving his fingers right to the one spot designed to send her soaring toward the peak again. And suddenly, it was hard to hold back. “Hammer!”

  Jerking his head back, he crooned, “I know, precious. You’re right there and you’re so beautiful. Stay here just a bit longer so I can watch you writhe for me.”

  “But I need it.”

  As the mournful wail tore from her throat, he stood and scooped her in his arms. Automatically, she wrapped her legs around him, desperately grinding on his thick shaft. He stilled her with a harsh grip on her hips as he carried her down the wide staircase.

  “You think you need it now? Aww, precious, you haven’t even begun to ache for me.” His lips claimed hers as he stormed down the long hallway and into his private room. Kicking the door closed behind him, he rushed into the bedroom and splayed her across the center of his bed. “Eyes on me. Tell me what you want.”

  She watched him. Blinked. Her heart raced, and the slam of his door still resounded in her ears. She knew what she wanted from him, almost from the moment he’d taken her in, fed her, listened to her story, and promised in his fierce voice to keep her safe. She’d fallen a bit in love with him then. And in six years, she’d never stopped falling. Never stopped wanting. Never stopped waiting for this.

  “Please, Macen. Fuck me.”

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  Never before had those words slammed him with such force. They burned across his brain, searing away rational thought. Because they came from Raine.

  Tearing at his trousers, he yanked down the zipper until his cock sprang free, thick and so engorged he felt as if it might burst. Raine’s smoky blue eyes widened as she stared at the broad crest, dripping for her.

  He took himself in hand, stroking slowly, loving the way her gaze followed and her mouth fell slightly open, as if waiting. “Oh, baby, I’m going to fuck you hard. Deep. And so thoroughly, you will never again doubt how much I’ve wanted to be inside you.”

  Standing over Raine, her tempting scent filled him again. Christ. He couldn’t get inside her fast enough. He’d never sink deep enough. But he’d fucking try.

  “Spread wide for me, Raine.” he commanded. “I can’t wait another second.”

  He’d never felt so out of control in his life. This alluring vixen who’d tempted him all these years was now his. Legs open, inviting him to sate every salacious longing he’d struggled to contain for a goddamn lifetime.

  He climbed on the bed, prowling to her like an animal stalking its prey, crawling right between her thighs, then fusing his stare to hers. “I’m going to fuck you all night long.”

  “Yes,” she whimpered.

  Hammer covered her body with his. He wanted to howl at the feel of her hot, silky flesh under his own. The floral scent of her hair melded with the spicy aroma of her cunt into an intoxicating mix that fueled his demand even more. He slanted his lips over hers, taking everything she offered. He drank in her gasp as his cock pressed against her bare, swollen folds.

  She felt like velvet against the screaming skin of his crest. Wet. And so fucking hot. He took her lips, parting them wide while he grabbed her hips and began to push inside her.

  Fuck, she was swollen from her last orgasm, folds thick with the need for another. She squirmed and tensed against his invasion.

  “Wait, Macen. I—ouch. Just a second. I—”

  Goddamnit! He forced in a calming breath. Before tonight, Raine hadn’t had much sex. His cock was so hard and his desperation to be inside her so relentless, he couldn’t fucking see straight.

  “Relax, precious. Let me make it good.”

  He worked in a bit deeper only to be stopped short again by her tight pussy. Hell, even with inches left to slide inside her, Raine staggered him with the amazing feel of her closing around him. His fucking eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head. She was both heaven and hell, and he wasn’t willing to give up a second of her.

  Gritting his teeth, he forced himself to back off for a moment. “If you want me to fuck you, baby, you have to let me in. Take a deep breath. Now let it go. Just relax. Yes...”

  Slowly, she forced in choppy breaths before they shuddered out. But every muscle in her body still clenched, leaving him no way to breach her cunt.

  His mind raced. Was he going to be able to work himself inside her? Was she so inexperienced that her little pussy couldn’t accommodate his cock? No. Somehow, he would make it fit.

  Leaning down to her breasts, he laved her hard berry nipples as he slid a hand between them and circled his thumb over her clit. Instantly a rush of hot cream covered the head of his shaft, and he eased back slightly to lubricate himself. He groaned. Her body relaxed, and he suckled her nipple as he pushed against her once more.

  His crest bore a bit deeper through her slick folds—until she tensed again. “Easy.”

  Driving a little deeper, she gasped. He stilled, letting her body grow accustomed to his girth. But it was fucking excruciating.

  Raine clawed at his back, shoving her hips up at him. “More…”

  “I know. We’ll get there. Just take a deep breath and let go. I’m not going to break you, Raine, but I fully intend to use you. I’ll try to be gentle, but… God, I’ve waited.”

  “Me, too,” she cried out in his ear.

  But words weren’t going to work her pussy open fast enough. He was going to have to get ruthless before he went insane.

  He wrapped his lips into that tender spot between her neck and shoulder, sucked hard, then nipped. She drew in a sharp breath. But she directed all her focus on his bite and stopped tensing against his demand on her cunt.

  And he slid into her fiery channel all the way to the hilt.

  Oh, fucking hell. She was snug—and every bit as sinful as he’d imagined, especially when she clenched on him again. A long, low groan tore from his chest. After six endless years, Raine enveloped him, surrounding him everywhere. Her spice filled his nostrils. Her little cries sang in his ears. Her fingernails dug in his shoulders. She was so far beyond anything he’d fantasized about.

  “Did I hurt you, baby?”

  “No,” she panted, her gaze clinging. “You’re inside me. It’s…incredible.”

  All he could manage was a jerky nod. “You’re killing my control.”

  Balancing his weight on his elbows, he watched her, refusing to miss a moment as he eased back, then plowed his way deep inside her pussy again. Her eyes went wide. Her plump lips made a sexy little O. Her body jerked. Her breasts jiggled. />
  As he stroked in and out of her again, he fixed his mouth on her nipples, sucking, drawing her in. And hell yes, she tightened on him again. Jesus, every sensation with her was so damn intense. She fucking ignited his cock.

  As he withdrew once more, he realized that was because he wasn’t wearing a condom.

  “Are you on the pill, precious?” he choked.

  But he feared he knew the answer.

  “No.” She tensed for a moment.

  He was stupid and probably going to regret this later, but Hammer wasn’t going to stop fucking her. In fact, he’d be goddamned before he put anything between them again.

  As soon as he slid inside her once more, Raine moved with him, eyes half closed, her body surging against him in a sensual dance that made him even harder.

  “You need to get on it. We need you protected. Today.”

  She didn’t respond, just gasped as he fucked deep inside her again, putting his weight behind the thrust and shoving her up the bed.

  “Do you hear me, Raine?” he pressed. “I’ll drive you, help you take care of it.”

  Because he didn’t know if he could ever give up fucking her bareback.

  “Yes.” She wrapped her legs around his hips with a cry. “I will.”

  She was close, struggling to hold back. That, along with her fluttering cunt and her ragged breathing, were all the signs he needed. This was Raine. And imagining how she would feel contracting around him—because he had driven her to climax—made him ready to shed his self-control and come inside her.

  Gritting his teeth, he held on, trying not to focus on the slickness of her clutching pussy or her breathy, escalating cries, just on giving her all the pleasure he could.

  “Come for me, baby,” he growled in her ear. “Give it all to me.”

  Hammer squeezed her clit between his finger and thumb as her body arched and he slid deeper.

  “Macennnnnnnnnnn.”

  Fuck! He’d waited a lifetime to hear her cry out his name while he fucked her.

  “Yes!” He pounded into her, dying a bit more with every spine-melting thrust.

  As she screamed, he struggled again to hold back. He stared down in awe as Raine clawed at him, desperation in her cry. Her body moved with him, rolled and molded against every inch of him. She grabbed him as if he was the center of her universe as the mighty orgasm rolled her under.

  Then it took him along.

  “Yes! Fuck, yes! Raine!” My Raine.

  She’d imprinted herself on him. A corner of his soul would always belong to her, and rather than scaring the hell out of him, the thought took him higher. His cock jerked, and he let go, unleashing a torrent of his seed to splatter her silken, clutching walls.

  Hammer panted and bellowed through the orgasm as she fluttered around him once more. Coming inside her felt so fucking good. His body hummed with the excruciating pleasure, like a million pinpricks along his skin bleeding satisfaction.

  Part of his fulfillment was that he’d marked Raine in more than one way. His fingers biting into her tender hips would probably bruise her. His mouth on her neck had drawn a trail of love bites over her skin. His seed scalding her womb could leave her with something more lasting. God, he was playing a dangerous game with Raine, but now that he had her naked and open to him, he had to know if there was even a sliver of a chance that she could handle the demands he’d make on her body. On her soul.

  A rosy flush spread over her face as she breathed heavily, eyes closed. Peaceful and recovering. Her breasts pressed against him, her legs still wrapped around him—and that’s all it took for him to need her again. He didn’t have to work to get demanding. With Raine, the urge was like breathing.

  He withdrew, rolled to his feet, and walked to the other edge of the bed, pausing near her head. Then he filtered his fingers through her hair. He tried to be gentle as he tugged her head back.

  Her blue eyes flew open and fixed on him, so wide and dilated. Even her startled gasp aroused him. Given half the chance, he’d surprise her all the fucking time.

  “Scoot up and tilt your head over the side of the bed.”

  Raine blinked, then edged back on her elbows.

  “That’s it,” he purred. “Open your mouth, precious. I need you to suck my cock. The memory of your hot little mouth all over me has plagued me since I woke up to find you swallowing me.” She obeyed, and he groaned with anticipation. “God, yes.”

  The need to feel her everywhere rode him so hard, and Hammer told himself to ease up, but his desire to claim her in every way possible clawed its primal way through him, obliterating all else. Shit, he had to get himself under control.

  But the moment she extended her tongue, laying it flat over that pillowy lower lip, and he slid his cock into her hot, silky mouth, he knew control wasn’t happening for a long while.

  Almost instantly he got hard enough to drill holes in concrete, as if all the blood in his body had rushed south. As if he hadn’t come just a few minutes before.

  He savored the hot stretch of her lips around him, clinging to him. But he either had to come down her throat now or step back and fulfill another of his fantasies with Raine. Gritting his teeth, he pulled out and walked to the far side of the bed.

  “Move down here, precious. On your hands and knees.”

  She presented her lush white ass to him, and he got a good look at the terrible bruises Beck had left on the back of her thighs. He fingered them gently, regretfully, then kissed them slowly.

  “I’m sorry,” he murmured. “I swear he wasn’t supposed to do that to you.”

  “Beck told me.”

  Hammer pressed his lips to the small of her back, then he reached into his nightstand and grabbed a tube. He slathered lube all over her rosette, plunging a pair of fingers inside the ass he was dying to claim.

  “Are you sore here?”

  “A little, maybe.”

  Raine gasped, squirmed. She didn’t try to get away, but he got the distinct impression she fought the urge not to. The thought that she’d want to put any distance between them only made him more unrelenting.

  “I’m sorry, precious. I’ll do my best to be gentle. Arch your back and push out for me. I’m dying to take you like this.”

  With one hand gripping her hip, he stroked the slick gel over his shaft, then lined up the head with her tiny puckered ring. Pressing through the tightly drawn tissue was nirvana. As he watched the crest of his cock narrow into her, streaks of lightning slammed up his spine. Christ! He couldn’t plunge into her the way he longed to or he’d rip her fragile tissue. Panting to calm his raging demand, he slowly fed each inch of his throbbing dick into her ass as he stroked her pebbled clit. The silken vise of her sweltering softness made him want to explode.

  “Feel me, precious. Feel every thick, hard inch.” He increased the tempo of his thrusts. “For you.”

  Raine whimpered and lowered her shoulders to the mattress, head thrown back so that mass of dark hair blanketed the pale skin of her back. She was fucking stunning.

  “Yes!” He could hear the need consuming her in her little feminine growl.

  She was adding fuel to his raging fire.

  Anchoring his palm on the small of her back, he unleashed the beast clawing to be set free. Slamming his cock in and out, marveling at the strangling tissue surrounding him, he knew he’d never be able to last in her heavenly ass.

  “Come, baby. Come again for me.” He caressed her clit with insistent fingers.

  Her tight passage gripped his expanding shaft. His restraint burst free, and he let go deep inside Raine as she convulsed around him with a cry. Jesus, so fucking good that his eyes crossed, his body hummed.

  But still, he wasn’t done.

  Before she could sink to the mattress, he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bathroom. Sitting her on the cool marble counter, he turned and started the shower. When he looked over his shoulder at Raine, she was slumped against the mirror with a little smile. Her eyes l
ooked glassy, her skin flushed, those cherry nipples drawn tight, legs draped limply in the aftermath of his demands. To him, she was the most gorgeous woman on the planet.

  His cock twitched. Fuck, everything about her made him hard. He stepped toward her and caught sight of his savage smile in the mirror. He tried to offset it with a soft caress to her cheek.

  “Up, precious. We’re not done yet.”

  Chapter 8

  She raised her heavy lids to him, exposing her dazed eyes, and damnit, he burned to be inside her pussy then and there. Instead, he lifted her, wrapped her limp arms around his shoulders, then hoisted her up from the counter and into the hot shower.

  He wanted to bathe her and pamper her, let her know he treasured all she’d given him. But as soon as his soapy hands began cascading over her satiny flesh, the ravenous animal inside him leapt to life once more. Quickly washing his engorged cock, he rinsed the soap away as he gripped her hair and guided her to her knees.

  Sliding back inside her hot, slippery mouth, he eased his cock to the back of her throat, holding her there for two beats of his pounding heart. Then he pulled back.

  “I need more of you.” He bared his teeth. “Suck my cock, precious. Swallow every drop.”

  And she did with a sudden burst of gusto that made his heart swell with pride. Roaring in pleasure, he praised her with gruff words and splintered commands, cradling her face in his hands. His vision blurred, and as his balls drew up tight and painful, he erupted down her throat, watching as she drank everything he gave her.

  Afterward, she lapped at him like a little kitten, eyes closed, a little grin on her delicate face. The wrecking ball of his feelings for Raine slammed him right in the chest. God, she meant the world to him. He could almost picture every day and night with her like this, the need fevering up their blood, her obeying him as she surrendered to his rough demands, then him laying her down so that he could stroke her tenderly and curl her against him as they slept.

  With a smile, he looked down at Raine. His cock slipped from her mouth, and she rested her head on his thigh, eyes closed. Oddly, her contentment revved up his blood until he was fired up and ready for her again.