Past Unbound (House of Doms Series) (4 page)

Chapter
Seven

“Where are you taking me?”

Ignoring her question, Dare pulled her along behind him as he walked to his private rooms.  He also ignored the laugh Slade threw his way.

“Let go of me, Darius McKade!”  The fire in her voice only made him want to tame her more.

He completely disregarded her.  At the end of the hall, he pushed her into the room then closed and locked the door.  She whirled around to face him, all the fire he loved reflected on her face.  She hadn’t yet taken in the room he’d brought her to.  “Strip and present yourself, Lia.”

Whatever she was about to say caught in her throat.  She finally turned around and looked at the room.  He watched as she took in the big bed in one corner, the spanking bench, the St. Andrews cross in the corner, and the cabinet filled with everything he’d ever need.  She turned back to face him with wide eyes.  Shaking her head, she backed away from him.

He could see a fine tremor rack her body.  She was fighting her submissiveness and losing.  He would help her face that defeat
—gladly.
  It was time she got a taste of the man that had returned for her.  She knew what he was before he’d walked out, but now, he was so much more.

“The punishment will only be worse if you make me repeat myself, Precious.”

“There will be no punishment, Darius.  I may be a submissive, but I am not
YOUR
submissive, and I won’t ever be again.”

“You can lie to yourself, but you won’t lie to me.  I can see all I need to in your body language.  I can see, smell your arousal.  You have never stopped being
MY
sub; I will prove that right here, right now.”  He stalked closer to her.  “If you want to keep your clothes intact, strip them and present yourself.  I will not repeat myself.”  He made sure the tone of his voice brooked no argument. 

She seemed to weigh her options just as he moved a step closer to her.  Realizing he wasn’t joking, she stripped, folded her clothes, and knelt on the floor at Dare’s feet.  Her knees were spread wide, forearms on her thighs, palms turned up, back straight, head bowed.  She was a thing of beauty and all his.

Dare walked around her, inspecting her.  Her pussy was shaved and pouting, waiting for his touch.  Arousal coated her spread legs, pierced nipples were pebbled to a perfect hardness.  His Lia had grown into her submission.  Dare stood quietly in front of her a few more moments before putting his hand on the top of her head.  “Look at me, Precious.”

Her gaze slowly traveled up his body.  The hard ridge of his dick pressed against his leathers.  Unable to remember the last time it had been this hard, he knew the second she spotted it.  When her eyes finally met his, he was blown away by the stark need in her gaze.  “How long has it been since you’ve gifted someone with your submission?”

****
*

It felt like the proverbial cat had her tongue, and she couldn’t seem to find her voice to answer his question.  Her body was a mass of need and want, her nipples rock hard.  The
almost painful
weight of her nipple rings caused her cream to flow freely between her legs.  She shook as she looked into the gray eyes that she’d always loved; so dark now, they were nearly black.  It had been too long since she had given into this need.  Knowing instinctively Dare could give her what she needed, was she ready to give in
to him?

He took the choice out of her hands.  “Rise, Lia.”

Rising to her feet, he led her to the spanking bench that smelled brand new.  She didn’t say a word as he positioned then cuffed her wrists and ankles to the bench.  He made adjustments so that her ass was high in the air while she briefly wondered if he had brought the little blonde tramp to this room.  Had he ever cuffed her to this bench, with its butter
-
soft leather that seemed to melt into her skin?  Moving her arms and legs, testing the tightness of the restraints, she discovered they were tight, but not tight enough to hurt, just enough to hold her there until he released her.  She settled into the bench and gave a small whimper as another shiver raced over her body when he ran a firm hand down her spine.  Dare lulled her into a sense of calm as he continued to run his fingers lightly down her back before running an open palm over her butt.  Lia cried out when the hard slap of his hand came down across her backside.

She couldn’t stop the moans that left her or the wiggling of her bottom as Dare rubbed in the sting from his slap
.
K
nowing her cheeks were starting to pinken
,
she
hoped it pleased him.  She got her answer when he groaned then continued the hard slaps to her ass until her cries turned into whimpers and pleas for more.  “Quiet, Precious.  I know what you need and when you need it.”

Lia knew she was giving in to him too easily, but she hadn’t felt this way in a very long time.  Her body was on fire, her juices flowed down her thighs, and her emotions were running on ultra-high.  Dare was going to take her places she shouldn’t let him, but couldn’t seem to stop.  She wanted it…no needed it.  She’d been bottled up way too long.  The sudden sound of his deep, lust-filled voice made her jump a bit. 

“Tell me, Precious, did you come here to me because you’ve talked to your father?  Have you found out that I’d rather you hated me for cheating than for destroying
him
?  What did you come to say?”

Lia shook her head as best she could, not really wanting to answer his questions.  When her response didn’t come right away, the slap to her butt did.  The slip of his finger
s
in
to
her drenched pussy made her cry out.  He worked her with
them
until she was ready to explode.  She fought the urge to give in, was losing the battle when Dare pulled his fingers free. 

“Not yet, baby.  Only when I say so.”  He only chuckled at the curse she gave him before slapping her ass again.  “I know you want to come, Precious.  Answer me, and I’ll give you what you need.”  Dare slapped her cunt before thrusting two fingers in hard and deep, quickly removing them to rub her bottom.  She was so close and he was torturing her. 

“Bastard!”

“Answer me.”  His voice was raw with demand.

Panting through harsh breaths, she said, “I didn’t really know you were here.  I just got in my car and drove, letting my anger guide me.”

She felt his hand still on her burning ass, knew
w
he
n
he
was no longer kneeling beside the bench.  Unable to see him from the corner of her eyes, she had no idea where he was or what he was doing.

Chapter
Eight

Standing across the room, Dare watched her as he ran his hand over the tails of the flogger he’d picked up.  Her beautifully inflamed-red ass was high in the air, making him feel like an untried school boy ready to come in his pants.  Darius could see the slight tension return to her body.  Did she really not know this was his club?  “So you just thought to come to a sex club and to see if I was here?” he asked as he walked back to her and ran the soft leather strips against her heated skin.  His shaft tightened more, becoming damned uncomfortable as he watched her start to shiver.

“I didn’t think!  I let my anger drive me!” 

Darius kept running the flogger over her back, ass and thighs as she answered his question with pure fire in her tone. 

“Darius, stop playing games.  If you’re going to fu…”  The last of her words came out on a scream when he let the leather tails of the flogger smack against her already heated thighs.  He loved the sounds of her whimpers and harsh breathing filling the room.

“Do.”
Smack
“Not.”
Smack
“
Try
.”
Smack
“To.”
Smack
“Top.”
Smack
“Me.”
Smack
“From the bottom!” 

His last order was punctuated by the cowhide tresses hitting directly over her pussy.  Her scream that could have shattered glass, was music to his ears.  He was so rigid he hurt and was sure he could drive nails into concrete.

“Deep down you knew I was here, Precious.  You also knew I’d take care of you.”  Dare bought the strips over her ass, thighs and pussy in quick succession, knowing she was on the verge of release.  However, he wasn’t ready yet.  “DON’T COME, Lia!”  He could see her body shake as she tried to follow his command.  The heavenly smell of her musk drew him like a bee to the honey pot as he dropped the flogger then crouched down behind her.

Dipping his head and burying his face in her pussy, he groaned with pleasure as he sucked and lapped at her juicy gift.  He had his Lia once more, and he wouldn’t let her go again.

****
*

Lia cried out as he slowly dragged his lips over her pussy before pushing his tongue deep and moaning.  The sound of that moan vibrated against her, making her core swell even more.  Darius had always been able to bring this response out of her.  He always seemed to know what her body needed before she did.

Was he right?  Did she subconsciously know he would be there?  The thought left her mind when he rubbed his thumbs over her saturated labia to spread her open wider.  This time
,
he used more force as he licked her, tweaking his tongue against her clit before sweeping back to push his tongue as far inside her as he could get.

The more he toyed with her, the more her juices flowed.  His tongue drove deep before retreating to circle around her clit.  When he scraped his teeth against her clit, Lia thought she would lose it.  She barely held on to her control
—and
her sanity.  The feel of Darius sucking the hard, sensitive flesh of her clit into his mouth, and then wrapping his tongue around it, flicking it rapidly made her scream.

“COME, Precious!  NOW!!”

Lia shattered; crying out his name as Dare sank his tongue deep inside her once more, taking all she had to give.  Her walls gripped wetly at his tongue, trying to force him deeper, pulsing and aching for more.

Before her fractured brain and body could return to normal, she felt Darius’ condom-covered cock head slide an inch at a time into her still-pulsing cunt.  She hadn’t even heard him move or remove his clothes.

The sound of his voice vibrated through her ears and shook her body.  “Home Precious!  I’m fucking home!”  His words were growled as he slammed inside her.  His grip on her hips grew tighter, his pace furious. 
Her body began a f
renzied bucking, driving more of his wide, long length deeper with every thrust.

She could agree with him.  He felt like home to her too.  Her mind knew it wasn’t true, but her body didn’t care.  All it cared about was the pleasured-pain Dare was giving it.  The way he mastered her body six years ago was nothing compared to what he was doing to her now.

“Come Lia.  Come for me again, come with me.
NOW!!!”  Her screams filled the room as she came vehemently.  She could feel his hands tighten on her hips squeezing and knew she would have bruises.  Even through the condom she could feel the heat of his seed as it shot from the tip of his dick like a volcano erupting.  Her name was nothing but a groan from his lips.  “Lia!!”

Chapter
Nine

Lia sagged against the bench as Dare withdrew from her body.  Not sure how long she lay there, she felt Dare slip a warm cloth between her legs.  The door she had glimpsed earlier must lead to an adjoining bath.  She could now hear water running and the smell of lavender mixed with the smell of sex.  He cleaned her thoroughly before massaging her ankles and wrists as he released her from the bench.  Lia cried softly and leaned against him when he picked her up and carried her into the bath.  “Shhh, I’ve got you.”

“Why are you doing this?” she asked softly.

Her earlier thought was confirmed when Dare lowered them both into the enormous tub.  The water was hot and soothing against her cooling skin
,
making her sigh in bliss.  He settled her on his lap before speaking.  “Because I love you.  I’ve always loved you.  I’ve never stopped loving you.  I came back for you a few years ago and saw you with Kevin.  I thought you had moved on, found happiness
,
so I didn’t interfere.”

Lia lifted her head to look at Dare.  “You saw me with Kevin?”  He nodded, increasing his hold on her.  Kevin James was a bad memory she tried never to think about.  She’d tried to replace Dare with him.  It had been a huge mistake.  The few dates they’d gone on had been great until they tried to have sex.  The love taps he gave her ass were pitiful and when she’d asked him to do it harder, the moment was blown.  He’d thought she was a crazy freak when she tried to explain what she needed.  She hadn’t talked to him in years.

Darius’ voice brought her back to the here and now.  “I came back when I learned the pregnancy was nothing but a lie.  Tracy
only
wanted what she thought s
he
could
gain
from me and only needed you out of the way.  She was never pregnant.  She used a test from one of her friends to show my father
in order to get
him on her side.”

Lia shifted, turning fully in his arms when he didn’t continue speaking.  She knew the surprise and shock was evident on her face.  The sexual high she had been on moments before was now gone.

“Tracy knew
once
I found out the truth she would never have me or my money.  It was clearly written in the agreement that was drawn up before the marriage even took place.  She tried all she could to coerce me into sleeping with her, even tried to get me drunk again.  When she realized it wasn’t going to work, she drank herself into a stupor then decided to get behind the wheel of her car.  She ran a red light, hit a pole and didn’t make it.  It happened the day the divorce was final.”

Lia looked up at Dare through tear-stained eyes.  Tracy had only seen dollar signs where Dare was concerned.  Everyone knew that when Dare turned twenty-five he would become one of the richest men in the country, not only from his trust fund, but the inheritance his grandmother had left him.

“I’ve never hated anyone more than I did the moment I stood in my father’s library and let him destroy what we had.  I not only hated my father
,
but I hated myself.  If I hadn’t made the drunken mistake of sleeping with Tracy none of this would have happened.  I know the love you have for your family, thought I’d stand a better chance at forgiveness if I didn’t hurt them.  I know I don’t deserve it, but I’ll do anything to earn it.”

Lia moved away from him to the other side of the huge tub.  “Darius, you don’t know what all this has done to me…to us.  Forgiveness won’t come easy.”

****
*

Dare let go of her and watched Lia retreat into herself.  He knew neither sex nor his dominance would fix things this time.  Neither would attain him what he so desperately wanted.  He hated the tears in her eyes that she kept fighting to hold back.

“Precious, look at me.”  He waited for her to raise her head.  “Will you at least give me a chance?”  Dare held his breath as he waited for her to speak.

“I don’t know, Dare,” she said shaking her head.  “So many things have been said and done.  So much pain has been endured.  Things taken that can never be given back.”  She waved her hands between them.  “This proves you can still command my body, but my heart is a different story.  Three men, one I can’t stand, decided what was best for me.  The two I trusted most, thought I wasn’t strong enough to deal with the lies.”

Dare reached for her, grimacing when she pulled away.  His harsh groan made her eyes widen as she stared back at him.  “Alia Ward, you are one of the strongest people I know.  You always have been, but can you honestly tell me this would not have destroyed us either way?”  Lowering her eyes, she let them travel around the bathroom instead of looking at him.  He saw her taking in the white-tiled floors, the double, marble sinks, heated towel racks.  Her feet had not yet touched the heated floor.

“I don’t know.”  When she finally looked at him with deep sadness in her eyes
,
he felt his heart breaking in two.  “But you never gave me the chance to find out.  You just took it upon yourself to make the choices for me.”

Dare grabbed her by the waist when she rose to exit the tub.  Pulling her back to his front, he felt the sobs she tried to hide.  “Precious, I need you.  All of you.  My world is nothing without you.  The last six years have been pure hell.  If you let me, I’ll work the rest of my life to fix this.”  He meant every word.  Dare knew, now that he had her, he would do any and everything to keep her.  He would never let her go again.

His next words, he knew, would probably scare her to death, but he spoke them against her ear anyway.  “I want you to wear my collar.  I want you to be my wife.  I want you to have my children.  I want you for the rest of my life, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make that happen.”

Dare held her firmly as a gut-wrenching sob racked her body.  He spun her in his arms, the look of anguish and pain on her face tore at his heart, and he knew there was something else that hadn’t been said.  “Lia?”