Curves for Breeding: Bred to Surrender (BDSM BBW Erotic Romance) (5 page)

But not from Leo's. His touch left her straining for breath, slamming her hips down on his hard rod, as though it had become key to her survival.

In many ways, it had. She screamed as her climax rattled her insides, pouring out in a distorted Siren call her Master couldn't resist.

Leo gripped her hair and wrestled her into him, smashing his erection forward in a flurry, snorting with the need to come. They felt his swelling and explosion together, swiftly hurtling into her in thick pumps.

The same seed that had impregnated her lost none of its magical charm. The powerful magma flowed on, carving hot valleys in her sex, starting enormous fires in her nerves.

He gripped her in place, never letting go. Leo's shaft sputtered from earthquake to aftershocks slowly, matching the way her own pleasure evaporated. When the exquisite torture of orgasm lifted, they remained locked together.

“
You can expect more of that. So much more...until I have nothing left to give you,” he said, brushing her soft neckline with his stubble. “I want you to keep these balls dry as the desert.”

“
God, yes,” she whispered, not wanting him to withdraw. He shifted his hips backward but she matched his movement, keeping him inside her. “Wait...don't go. Just give me a moment, Master.”

Leo grinned, holding himself inside her as he changed from titanium to soft rock. They stayed wrapped together like that as the sun crossed the horizon of the frigid sky.

Their first winter together promised to be long and illusory, brightly lit but deceptively cold. Heather didn't care, so long as held her while her belly grew, flooding her with that addictive heat inside and out. Fortunately, Leo had no intention of doing anything else.

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FAMILY IS EVERYTHING...

The Louisiana bayou is a rude shock for Kendra, a newly minted campaign strategist for a local politician. She never expected the heat, the spicy food, nor the dramatic turn her life is about to take.

Tomas has been watching the curvy young woman from afar, and his invitation to bring her to his bungalow is too good to pass up. The handsome Creole is one more indication of how greatly the bayou differs from her Midwestern home. The men here are hotter, stronger, and a hundred times more demanding...

Tomas intends to draw her into his primal grip, where undaunted Nature holds the reigns. At first, his commandments seem insane, but soon she finds herself in total submission, craving his potent touch.

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Excerpt

“
What are you going to do?” She asked.

“
What do you think?” Tomas was unbuttoning his shirt very slowly. Long seconds passed as each button over his thin shirt drew away from its cloth, teasing her with uncertain agony.

“
Please don't do this. We shouldn't be doing it this way, not like this...”

“
So you admit that you want it? Good. That's one step in the right direction.” He reached the end of his trail and tossed his shirt over the back of a wooden chair in the corner. “Not that I didn't see you drooling over this body all evening.”

She looked away for a second, fighting the urge to stare. His broad chest had a magnetism emanating from his heart, pulling her back, until his power blinded her like the sun.

Damn it. This could've been so different. If he had given me more wine, a little more time, and a silly romantic comedy, I would've fallen right into his arms.

Her breasts were rising and falling. Rosy nipples stretched up toward the low ceiling, betraying her yet again to the man who inhabited a strange space between captor and idol.

“
We're going to start really slow. First, let me show you the rewards of doing as I say. I'm a kind master who operates on merit. Just like I hope you've seen at the office...the bedroom is no different.” Tomas strode forward, brushing his wide stretched hand over the bulge in his crotch.

Kendra gulped and arced her head up at the ceiling, struggling in her restraints as he came to the table's edge. His hands slid beneath her shoulders and he lifted her upward, guiding her helpless body to his waiting mouth.

“
Uhhhhnn!” Her exclamation reverberated off the walls. Tomas sank down on her nipple, lapping with pressure that mimicked the ropes. His teeth came next, spiking their way into her flesh, hard enough to leave an impression that crackled well beyond her sensitive breast.

He grabbed the ends of her wrists, adding his firmness to the ropes holding her in place. Tomas' face leaned to her other breast, kneading the soft skin with his face and pulling her tip. His teeth grazed her like tiny spikes, each one a concealed weapon he chose to wield for pleasure rather than deadly force.

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