Rescued in Paradise (7 page)

 
Kneeling on the floor and pulling her by the
back of her thighs to the edge, he bent forward, breathing in her unique scent.
Permanently imprinted in his mind, her floral musk would always be his undoing.
Parting her sodden pussy lips with his thumbs, the tip of his tongue trailed
the length of her slit, rimming the entrance teasingly before piercing deep. With
a heavy hand, he pushed her gently back down into the mattress when she arched
off the bed with a loud, bliss-filled cry. Already primed and so close, all it
would take to send her over the edge was just a few swipes of his tongue.

 
His firm grip held her in place as he groaned.
“I am going to let you come, love, but…” He leisurely lapped and gently nipped
at her glistening pussy lips to elicit another bellowed plea for release. All
his focus was centered on driving her need for him higher. “You need to tell me
who this succulent pussy belongs to.”

“Sir?”

He
could tell she was confused by the question. Dropping his head, he gingerly
swiped his tongue up her throbbing bud, carefully making sure he kept her on
the verge of tripping over the edge of the stalled orgasm he couldn’t wait to
provide.

“It
belongs to me, Sydney.” He desperately needed to hear the words spoken out
loud. If she refused to say it, he had no idea what he would do.

Thick,
milky cream dripped from her opening down the crease of her ass. His cock
twitched impatiently. Groaning, he tongued the delicious nectar she offered.
Tightening his grip on her hip when her body jolted and writhed from side to
side on the bed, he rumbled. “Say it, Sydney. Tell me who you belong to.” When
she remained silent, struggling to breathe, he inserted two fingers into her
luscious body, the thick digits sliding with ease knuckle deep.
Back bowing off the bed, she arched at an unusual angle. The nape of her neck
tilted back so that her head was pressed into the pillow, and she screamed out
her reply.
“You, sir!”
Her hands fisted in the sheets
on the either side of her torso, clawing at the expensive fabric. “It belongs
to you! I belong to you!”

Fiercely satisfied
at her answer, he growled like an animal.
Possessive.
Wild.
“Come
now
!”
He snarled to make sure she knew. “Mine!” Burying his face between her legs and
suckling at the hard nub peeking from beneath its hooded cover, he felt the
first wave of her climax as her walls clenched around his fingers in a death
grip, trying to milk them like his cock. Curling the tips, he found her hidden
spot. Rubbing relentlessly, he sent her crashing into a second orgasm.

In
an instant, he was standing with her quivering legs wrapped around his waist. Planting
his hands on the sides of her head beside her ears, he braced himself up so he
wouldn’t crush her as he bent down, nose to nose. “You are mine, Sydney, from
here on out. No one else will have you but me. Will you wear my collar?”

Whispering
against the soft petals of her mouth, he spread her essence along the seam. She
opened her eyes, and understanding burned bright in the sapphire orbs. His
heart was pounding so hard he was afraid it would burst through his ribcage
while he waited for her reply. He was mesmerized by the rise and fall of her
throat when she swallowed hard, then her head moved and he brought his gaze up
to see her nodding.

“Yes. I want
more than anything to wear your collar.
My master.”

After
hearing the very words that he’d been dreaming of hearing, elation surged
through his chest. The primal urge to mark her as his was too great to ignore.

 
Crawling onto the center of the bed, he
quickly covered her body with his own. After capturing her mouth in a heated
kiss, he dipped and plundered until she was breathless and writhing beneath
him. Breaking the kiss reluctantly to climb off the bed, his clothes were
disposed of so he stood before his other half, naked and ready. As he moved to
the end of the bed, he took his twitching cock in hand. Taking in every
beautiful inch of her perfect body, that was now all his, was too much for his
strict control. On his knees, Connor crawled up the bed like a wild beast
stalking its prey.

 
He kneed his way between her thighs and felt a
surge of pleasure when they parted without a hint of resistance. Placing the
tip of his cock at her opening—his passage to heaven—Connor’s eyes fixed on
hers. Love and desire shone bright in the icy depths. His chest tightened at
the vulnerable sight. Flexing his hips, he surged forward, sheathing himself in
one fluid thrust and filling her to the hilt.

 
Syd’s
throaty cry of
pleasure had his balls cramping up. There was no way in hell he would last
long. Taking both of her slim wrists in one hand, he pinned them above her head
as he situated one of her legs around his waist. Dropping his head down, he
took one of her ripe buds in his mouth and sucked hard. At her hoarse gasp, he
lifted
his
head. He hardly recognized his own voice.
“I’m not going to be able to last long, baby. Hold on.”

Connor was
barely able to comprehend a word Sydney was moaning. She appeared lost in the
joyous rush of him completely taking over her body. Taking claim on what was
now his. He drilled in and out of her greedy pussy like a jackhammer, bottoming
out against her womb with each forceful maneuver. Her urgent cries were getting
wilder and louder and he caught sight of her hands balling up into fists as her
body bowed off the bed. He saw the realization in her glossy eyes. She knew she
had earned herself a punishment for moving without permission. Her fingers
flexed uncontrollably just as her body quaked for a moment then suddenly
stiffened.
Connor felt the moment she reached her peak. The way her body froze and shook
in place showed how much control she had learned during the months of rigorous
training at the club. Like a man possessed, he plunged into her pliant body
until the familiar tingle started at his spine and shot straight to his aching
balls. “Fuck! Come for me now,
Syd
.
Now!”

She surrendered beautifully.
Bowing off the bed like a swan gracefully unfurling its wings, she screamed as
climax was reached. Pumping once then twice, he roared as he filled his woman
with his seed for the first of many times to come. He already knew from her
monthly screening reports that she was on birth control and safe from any
diseases. So being able to fully claim her fulfilled their union completely.

His cock jerked
one last time and he dropped his forehead to hers. Rolling so they were both
resting on their sides facing each other, his arms wrapped protectively around
her still quivering body. “
Shh
, I have you, love, and
I’m never letting you go.” He grinned when she sighed, nuzzling into his neck
like a kitten, purring in contentment.

Taking
her in a passionate filled kiss, Connor pulled back reluctantly to sit up. What
he was reaching for was worth the interruption. Tugging open the side table, he
removed the sterling silver collar he had specially made when he’d made up his
mind months prior to make Sydney his permanently. He held it in front of her
face so she could get a good look at it. Her eyes watered, fixing on the small
heart-shaped lock donning a special key hole. “I have the key to your heart,
baby girl. Thank you for trusting me with it.”

Helping
her up, he prompted her to lift the long, luxurious locks he loved from her
neck. Fastening the collar in place, he peered down at the beautiful sight of
her wearing it. He’d waited so long to find the one who would complete him. It
had been such a long journey, and he was overjoyed that she felt the same way
about him. Connor hated the fact that he had to wait so long to claim his
beautiful, strong-willed Sydney, but in the long run, it turned out for the
best. She’d had the time needed to find out
who
she
was and to grow into the person he’d begun to fall in love with.

“You’re
mine
now, Sydney. I think you have been since the
moment you walked into the club.”

Wrapping
her arms securely around his neck, she pulled him back down to the bed, right
on top of her. “I’m all yours, master.”

The End

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