Embracing My Submission (33 page)

He brushed his thumb over my lips as a smile full of love spread upon his mouth. I wanted to bury my face in his chest and cry.

“Don’t be afraid. I’ll prepare you so thoroughly you’ll beg me to fuck your tight little asshole.”

I shivered not with fear, but with longing at his feral words.

“First you’ll take my seed in your mouth. I’m so ready to burst right now I wouldn’t be able to keep from pounding into your ass.”

I gasped and he chuckled.

“Your introduction to anal sex will be slow and careful. Even though I’ll be claiming you, I’ll prepare you thoroughly. There’ll be no condoms since we are both free of disease. Martin ran a full screen on your blood the night of Dennis’s attack. I was tested after Vanessa passed and am clean. So no condoms, no barriers. You’ll feel every drop as I mark your rectum in a boiling shower of come. We’ll get cleaned up when you’re able, then I plan to bury my cock deep in your pussy, claiming it as well.”

A groan escaped my throat.

“Are you ready to be mine for eternity, Julianna?” he asked, brushing his lips over my ear.

“Yes, Master,” I answered in a breathless whisper.

“Back in your seat, pet. Buckle up.”

Mika whipped the vehicle back on the road and sped toward home. Sexual vibrations burned in my veins. I could already taste his tangy essence on my tongue. Licking my lips, I yearned to launch my mouth on his cock and suck him deep down my throat as he drove.

“More questions, pet?”

Giving a throaty chuckle, I shyly smiled. “Not really a question, Master. More like a need. A clawing, aching need.”

“Do tell.” He tore his gaze from the road, assessing me in a quick glance.

“I want to worship your cock right now,” I confessed with an impish grin.

“You’re going to be the death of me, woman,” he growled as he unzipped his jeans, extending his hand in invitation.

“Really?” I squealed with delight. Clamoring between the seats, I knelt and eased his engorged shaft from the confines of his jeans. Thick and hot, he pulsed in my palm. I could see the blunt crest seeping beads of expectant liquid beneath the passing street lamps. Licking my lips, I opened wide and plunged my mouth over his blistering hot column.

My taste buds rejoiced. Sliding my lips over his throbbing veins, I raised slightly, sipping his essence from the purple, swollen tip.

“Christ Julianna. I’m going to wreck the damn car!”

I tried to grin, but my lips were stretched far beyond the flexibility.

Mika’s strong hand gripped my hair. “Just don’t stop, girl,” he hissed.

As his fingers threaded through my curls, I groaned on his shaft as it nudged the back of my throat. Quivering, I rubbed my mound against his seat.

“Fuck,” Mika snarled between clenched teeth. “I can’t drive. You keep making me cross-eyed.”

I released his cock with an audible pop. “Do you want me to stop, Master?” I asked with feigned innocence.

“Do you want me to spank your ass raw?” A stern look of retribution flared in his eyes.

“I’ll take that as a no.” I giggled.

Without waiting for any further threats, I swirled my tongue over his slick bulbous crest and seated my lips to the base of his shaft.

“Sweet fucking Jesus,” he snarled, tugging my hair unmercifully.

Thinking I couldn’t possibly get any wetter, hot cream slid upon the inside of my thighs. The throbbing knot of nerves on my clit screamed for relief. Tugging my skirt up with one hand, I slid my fingers over my distended clit, furiously batting it back and forth.

“Don’t you dare come. You don’t even have permission to touch yourself, let alone release
my
orgasm. Do you understand me?” Mika’s tone was infuriated and untamed.

Issuing an affirmative grunt and a nod of my head, I slurped relentlessly upon his shaft. Half out of my mind in lust, I moaned as I rubbed my pebbled clit.

Suddenly Mika stopped the SUV and snapped on the dome light. I didn’t know where we were, but it didn’t matter. We could have been in the middle of Grand Central Station. I wasn’t stopping. Determined to compel his treasure come hell or high water, nothing would stop me, except, of course, his command.

“Your mouth is a hot slice of heaven, baby,” Mika purred as he twisted his fist in my hair and pulled my head back.

I growled, dipping two fingers into my weeping tunnel and thrusted them in and out, wishing it was his cock. “I’m going to scald your fucking throat to hell and back. Goddammit.”

Shoving my head down, his expanding cock blocked my airway. His thunderous cries reverberated in the vehicle as blistering streams of come exploded down my throat. Jerking my head back long enough to gasp in a breath, I swallowed every decadent blast of his tangy seed as it painted my tongue and throat.

The familiar tingling of release raced down my legs as I began to unravel. Finding the strength somehow, I jerked my fingers from my sodden channel. Lifting my mouth from Mika’s cock, I raised my face toward the heavens and cried out in a mournful wail of denial. The flames of release licked at the fringes of my core, threatening to swallow me in its fiery explosion.

Mika snatched my wrist, guiding my cream-covered fingers to his mouth. Sucking and licking my glistening nectar from each finger, he shushed me. “Save that explosion for me, pet. I want to feel it when I’m balls deep in your ass.”

A wild cry of desperation filled the vehicle. I was out of control, lost in a fog of demand and solely focused on gaining relief. My other hand plunged into my dripping core, and Mika seized my other wrist then pulled me to his chest. My body quaked uncontrollably, and my nipples burned like hot coals as they brushed against his chest.

“Mika,” I screamed. “Please. Please. Please let me come.” Tears of denial streamed down my cheeks.

“My God, Julianna. You are so fucking gorgeous. I’ve never seen you so desperate. My cock is hard again just watching you like this. So fucking free and untamed. Get out of the car.” He cocked his head and issued a wary look as if he couldn’t trust that I’d not resume masturbating. “Keep your hands were I can see them.” He leapt from the driver’s seat and raced around the front of the Escalade.

Still kneeling between the seats, both arms raised high in the air, I trembled and panted like an animal snared in a hunter’s trap. I was trapped all right, trapped in my submission. Trapped in Mika’s Dominance. Caught and controlled, every nerve ending sang in elation.

Wrapped in Mika’s warm embrace, I opened my eyes and blinked. He was holding me tight to his chest, whispering soft words in my ear. I felt as if I were coming out of some foreign fugue as I realized we were in the dungeon, yet I had no concept of how we’d gotten there.

“Mika. What happened?” I gasped in fear.

“It’s okay baby. I’m right here. You’re safe. Everything is fine,” he reassured as he rocked me in a slow rhythm on his lap. “That was amazing.”

“I’m so embarrassed.” I moaned, feeling shamed.

“That’s the last thing I want you to feel. You were so far gone, I thought I was going to have to allow you to orgasm before I’d get you back.” He smiled in delight. “But you held on. I’ve got you, precious. You’re safe.”

“I’ve never had that happen before. What the hell was that?” I asked in a combination of wonder and awe.

“You totally let go, sweetheart. You let go of all your inhibitions and control. It was truly the most amazing thing I’ve ever witnessed in my life. I want to see it again. I want to get you so damn needy that you lose your mind and fall apart around me. That was spectacular.”

Shooting him a weary glance, he smiled. “Don’t worry. I’ll be here to pull you back together. I’ll always be here.”

Still cradled safely in his arms, he stood and carried me to a large bed in the corner of the dungeon. Gliding me down to the soft mattress, he began peeling off my clothes, trailing his lips, teeth, and tongue in a beleaguered path over my tingling flesh. I arched to meet his every touch. Mewling and rocking my hips as he released my black lace bra, my ultra-sensitive nipples ached in time with my throbbing clit.

“Please, Master.”

“What is it my love? What do you need?”

“Touch me. I need to feel your strong hands on me.”

“In time, pet. In my time,” he assured as he continued trailing his tormenting kisses. “I want to hear more of your sweet, pitiful pleas, precious.”

His mouth covered my breast, and his teeth bit into my burning flesh. Arching my back from the bed, a scream tore from my throat. His dark peach-tinted lips fed upon my skin while his teeth and tongue prevailed upon my nipples. I felt myself falling faster and further than before.

Unconsciously, my fingers found their way to my clit. Before I could begin to bring some blessed relief to my inflamed bud, Mika’s hand encased both my wrists and pulled my arms high over my head.

“That belongs to me. It’s no longer yours, and you don’t have permission to play with it yet.”

“Help me,” I pleaded.

“Soon, pet,” he growled. “On your hands and knees in the center of the bed. Now.”

His terse, demanding tone sent a ripple of fear down my spine. With quick obedience, I complied with his instructions.

“Head down, ass up,” he snarled.

Open and vulnerable, a feeling of déjà vu washed over me. This was the exact position I was in the fateful morning that Mika stormed from my bedroom. The same morning I mistakenly convinced myself I was not a submissive. I was never so glad to be wrong about anything in my life.

Then his hands were gone. I felt the bed sway and heard him move across the room. Raising my head, I turned and watched as he stripped off his shirt. His muscles bunched as he pulled several items off a low shelf near the opposite wall.

“Head down. Don’t look up again unless I instruct you to.”

Not even realizing that I’d disobeyed him, I jerked at his command and lowered my head.

“Much better,” he praised.

Listening intently, I heard him release the zipper of his jeans. The urge to sneak a peek was overwhelming. Wanting to gaze upon his mouthwatering cock, his sculpted body, and hypnotic eyes was a brutal mindfuck. But the urge to please him won out as I kept my forehead pressed to the bed.

The incessant throbbing of my clit was maddening, and the orgasm bubbling inside me was so enormous, I seriously thought I might spontaneously combust. Reminding myself he would
eventually
sanction my release, I wondered how long I could last before losing my mind.
You can do this.
You will do this...for him.

Feeling the warm glory of my submission eased my blistering demand, and I knew without a shadow of a doubt I would not fail him.

Sucking in a deep breath, I continued to calm my anxiety, reminding myself that Mika’s pleasure was my reward. And it was working well until I felt him climb onto the bed. All the self-talk on the planet couldn’t candy coat the fact that his massive cock was going to somehow squeeze into my tiny virgin asshole.

Drawing in a ragged breath, I pinched my eyes shut and clenched my butt cheeks, readying myself for the onslaught of blistering pain. But it wasn’t his cock stabbing, it was his warm body draped across my back.

“What are you doing, my pet?” he asked with a hint of amusement.

“Preparing for you to claim me, Master,” I squeaked in fear.

His warm tongue brushed the shell of my ear. “Wrong.
I’m
the one who will prepare you pet, not the other way around.”

Lifting from my body, his tongue traced a slow indecipherable pattern down my spine. All the tension sagged from my body as his broad thumbs spread my ass open, and he began to lick my puckered rim. A low moan escaped my throat as tiny pulses of tingling pleasure arced outward from my sensitive opening.

“Mika,” I gasped.

“Who?”

“Master.”

“Yes, precious. Your Master has you. You’re safe. You’ll always be safe.” His words vibrated against my virgin opening nearly sending me to the stars.

“I can’t take this. I...please, Master. Please.”

“You
will
take it. For me. You’ll take everything I give you and beg for more.”

He was right. I
would
take it all. Every pain. Every pleasure. Every mind-bending frustration. I would take everything if it pleased him, if it made him proud.

Yielding every ounce of my control, I knew he would never abuse or break me. I trusted Mika. Fully. Without reservation. Trusted him with my submission, my body, my heart, my life.

With a final flick of the tongue, his warm mouth vanished. Caught in a torrid tango of demand and compliance, a pitiful groan of denial rumbled in my throat.

“I have a feeling this is going to be exceptionally hard for you to manage, pet.”

“I know. Your cock is huge.” I whimpered in fear.

Mika’s rich, deep laughter filled the room. “I’m not talking about you accommodating my cock. Trust me girl, I’ll manage to fit every fucking inch balls deep in your hot virgin ass. I was actually talking about you maintaining control. It’s going to be hard for you to keep from coming. You seem exceptionally primed to orgasm. Why is that?” His words were slathered in sarcasm.