The Billionaire's Bet #4: A Final Game (Erotic Romance with alpha male) (4 page)

He paddled me again and again, caressing my aching skin in between. It was a surprise each time, the way he waited until I wasn’t expecting it.

“Have you learned your lesson?” he said with a gruff voice.

“Yes, master, I have.”

“Good.”

He hung the paddle back on the rack and started rubbing my skin with a creamy or oily substance. I didn’t know what it was, but he always smeared it over my red skin, probably to make it go away faster.

He spanked my butt cheek after he was done, and then started rummaging through his toys. I could hear it, I just couldn’t see it. I wondered what he was going to do. The mere thought of having him touch me sent goose bumps up my spine.

“I want to try something new today,” he said. “Something you may or may not have tried before.” I could hear something squirt and heard some squishing sounds, so I knew he was lubricating something. The question was what.

“Tell me, Julie, have you ever done some anal play?”

My heart stopped.
Anal play? Is he seriously planning on shoving something into my butt?

“Answer me.”

“No, master.”

He chuckled. “Well … I guess it’s your lucky day then.”

My body started shivering from the mere idea of having him go inside my other entrance. I didn’t know what to expect or how it would feel and I was terrified I wouldn’t like it. Then again, a little experimenting wouldn’t hurt me, and I could always say the stop word. Maybe I’d even like it.

He gently nudged his finger against my anus and pushed inside. The warmth and strange entry made me dizzy at first, but soon after, I was comfortable with him exploring me.
Another finger joined the first, and the fullness of it overwhelmed me.

“How did that feel?” he said.

“Good, master.”

Dominic
pulled my hair back and took his fingers out of my ass. He kissed my jaw and cheek, while he spread my butt cheeks. “This might hurt a little, but you’ll like it, eventually.”

I could feel something rubbery pushing against my butt. It pinched my skin and moved farther
inside. I yelped from the strangeness, this bloated feeling it created in my butt. Dominic pushed it farther inside until it reached a point where it actually felt very good. I didn’t recognize this feeling, but had I known it was this good, I might’ve tried sooner.

“How do you like being filled up?” he asked.

“It’s good, master.”

He muffled a laugh.
“Of course it is. Everything I do is pleasurable. Now, do you know what it is?”

I shook my head.

“A butt plug. Squeeze your butt cheeks together for me, Julie. Don’t let it slip out.”

He walked away and I was left with this thing inside me. I tried to keep it together, but it was so damn hard. It almost slipped out. Luckily,
I heard his footsteps come closer again.

“You wanted to come so badly … hmm,” he muttered.
“Well you’re going to, but not without the agonizing pain.”

His words made me nervous.
I could hear something buzz. Then some clicks. Whatever it was, I was sure it was going to be painful.

Dominic put his arms around me and
pulled the butt plug in and out. I whimpered. He chuckled next to my ear and his hands moved up to my breasts. He started working my nipples, caring to them until they were stiff, and then he pinched them.

I gasped as he put a peg on each one of them.

“Yes, Julie, feel it in every fiber of your body. You’re mine and I can do with you whatever I desire. Don’t you forget that.” He pulled on the pegs, making me shriek. There was a chain attached to it, with a ring at the end. Dominic slipped a vibrator through the ring and pulled down on the chain, putting immense pressure on my nipples.

“I’ll spare you the feeling of having both your holes filled up today. We’ll try that later. I just wanted you to know how it feels to be taken in every way possible.”

Without warning he pulled the butt plug out in one go. I screamed and my legs almost gave away, but the bounds on my wrists kept me from sinking to my knees.

He jerked on the chain, straining my nipples and instantly pulling me back to reality again. His fingers dove between my legs and he explored my labia and pussy. He hummed and nibbled my earlobe, while his dexterous fingers circled around my nub. He
spread my wetness, feeling if I was ready.

He pulled the vibrator down and inserted it into my pussy. I yelped from the burning pain on my nipples that were jerked down as the vibrator entered me. The more he went in, the more pain I received. Now I understood what he meant when he said he was going to make me come and that it would involve a lot of pain.
Dear god, this was real punishment.

“You can pretend all you want, but I know you enjoy it,” Dominic muttered.

I could feel his cock poking my back, growing big again. He was already up for a second round.

Dominic
slipped the vibrator in and out, making it slick and easy to go in, but at the same time agonizing me. My nipples were red and burning hot, while my clit pulsated. The vibrator was teasing me into an orgasm, alternating speed. Slow and fast, circling around on the inside. Dominic was toying with me.

“Can you feel it yet? C’mo
n, Julie. Come for me. I demand it.”

My breath faltered when he shoved the vibrator in fully, my nipples pulled down to their limit. I moaned when he reached my sweet spot. I wasn’t going to hold this any longer.

The ecstatic waves washed over me and I buckled over. My body jerked and so did Dominic, as he leaned against me. His hands maneuvering the vibrator up and down, left and right, while he groaned close to my ear.

“Yes, that’s it,” he whispered. He tugged on the chain with his free hand and made me
moan. “Beg me for more.”

“Please, master, please give me more.”

He chortled and licked his lips. The vibrator slipped out of me and he took it out of the ring, giving my nipples some rest. I panted heavily, but he wasn’t finished yet.

He took off the restraints around my wrists and I almost fell into his arms. I could barely support myself, especially with this spreader bar wedged between my legs, keeping them apart.

“Get on your knees,” he commanded.

I did what he asked, with great trouble though.

“Lower your arms and put them under your butt.” He helped me move into position, which was awkward, because my butt faced upward and I was lying on my face now.

He fastened my wrists to the same spreader bar. Now I was trapped completely, lying on the floor, ready to be taken.

He got up and started pacing around, watching me from all angles. I gulped and waited for him to do something.

“
I love to see you in this position. So willing … so exposed and opened for me.”

Dominic squirted some of the bottle’s content onto his cock and rubbed it in.
He walked to my backside and smacked my butt a few times. “I’m not going to fuck your pussy today, Julie. You don’t deserve that. You disobeyed me, so I’ve decided to take your other hole you so willingly offer to me.”

“What?” I yelped.

His hand drifted down my waist and he spanked my sex. I shrieked and jerked inside my restraints.

“I’m your master, Julie.
Remember that. Your body is mine to take however I want.”

He spread my butt cheeks apart and I could feel something warm nudge against it. It was slick and pushed inside inch by inch.
He was gentle and went in with ease. I moaned from the heavy feeling.

This penetration was unlike any others I had felt. Deep inside me, he moved around, and I could feel it in my clit as well. The sensation spread throughout my body as he entered me from behind.

“I hope you’re happy with the fact that your master enjoys your tight ass,” Dominic said.

He spanked me a couple of times
, and I moaned with each strike. His fingers were digging into my thighs as he clenched my hips. He pumped farther into me, and I could feel my muscles tighten around him.

If I had known it would be this kinky, I would’ve done it before, but I was always afraid of the idea. The filth and dirt that I thought of
, wasn’t actually there. I thought men would be disgusted by being there, but Dominic took pleasure out of it. He was completely laid back about this whole thing, like it was any other ordinary thing to do. It made me feel more comfortable with the idea of anal sex and that it was okay to enjoy. He made me feel free.

His cock pulsated inside me, and Dominic started groaning louder and louder. He dove inside with ferocity and smacked me a couple of times. Then I felt a jet of seed shooting out into my ass.

He moaned and thrust a few more times, and I could hear him gasp for air. He released my thighs, the imprint of his fingers still lingering. His deflating cock spilled out of me. I was panting, but he was quickly up already. He grabbed the keys to unlock my chains and set me free. I rolled around to lie back down on the floor. Gosh, how I needed air after this.

Dominic carefully took the pinching clips off my nipples and threw them aside.
He lay down beside me and seemed exhausted, like me. He brushed away the wet strands of hair and caressed my cheek.

“I love you so much, Julie. I love how you give your all to me. I just wanted to tell you that, and I’ll keep telling you that every day.”

“I love you, too. I know I can trust you with my body and heart now.”

Dominic smiled and nuzzled me. He kissed me on my lips, massaging them softly.
It was sweet and gentle. This was bliss.

Then the phone rang.

Dominic kept his lips and hands on me, pulling me closer as far as he could. Ignoring the sound of the phone completely, we kept kissing. Neither of us wanted it to end.

Until the voicemail started.

“Dominic Fury. We need to talk.”

It was
my kidnapper’s voice.

“
Come down to the casino floor now, or people will die.”

The sound of her voice sent bile up my throat.

“Shit, shit, shit!” Dominic yelled.

He
stood and helped me up, then ran out of the room. I went after him and saw him getting dressed, so I did the same. I grabbed whatever was closest and easiest to wear and put it on. Dominic barely buttoned up his shirt before he ran downstairs.

“I’m going. Stay here,” he commanded.

He opened the door, and I quickly followed him out. “No.”

“Julie!” he turned around. “Goddammit! This is dangerous. Fuck, I don’t have time for this.” He wanted to slam the door shut so I couldn’t get out, but I wedged a foot in between and jerked the door open.

“I’m going with you, and you can’t stop me. I’m not going to let them hurt you. I need to know you’re safe.”

He snorted
, and his nostrils flared. “Fine, but stay out of the way!”

Dominic stormed out and in to the elevator. I could
only just keep up and threw myself inside before the doors shut.

Frantically, he pressed some buttons and off we went. His
face was only inches away from the doors, as if thought the distance would save him time walking. He was raging, like a bull ready to charge.

My heart
raced when the doors opened. The lobby was filled with people, and not anyone looked up. Everything seemed normal. Nobody looked hurt. There was nothing out of the ordinary.

We walked inside, and Dominic’s head turned from side to side, scanning every part of the lobby. My legs were shaking
, and I tried to regulate my breathing, but it was out of control.

“Sit down in a corner and don’t be conspicuous. Pretend you’re one of the guests,” he whispered.

I nodded and sat down somewhere in between an old couple in the middle of the lobby, but not too prominently visible. Dominic walked toward the open ground and started turning around, watching people move. His eyes were like those of a hawk, scouting the area, noticing every move, calculating if it was a dangerous one.

A man approached him. Dominic winced.

“Someone told me to give you this,” the man said. I could barely make it out.

Dominic read the note and crumpled it in his hands that were forming fists.
He walked toward the roulette table and stood in between a man and a woman, watching the game. I couldn’t see clearly enough what they looked like.

Shit! Why did I have to sit down here?

I didn’t know what they were doing or what they were saying, but something told me this was bad. The lady whispered something into his ear. Then she walked sideways, still unrecognizable to me.

Suddenly
the man next to him rummaged in his pocket and pointed his jacket in an awkward way at Dominic.

I heard a bang and fell off my stool. My eyes were closed and my hearing was one big beep. The sounds were muffled, but I could hear the high pitched voices of the people beside me. They were screaming.

I blinked and lifted myself off the floor. I looked around and tried to focus. At the roulette table was a body. Blood stained the carpet below him.

It was Dominic.

I screamed, but I don’t know if any sound came from my mouth. My throat was dry, and I couldn’t hear anything but my own unruly heartbeat. The people around me ran away, but they seemed like blurry shadows to me. My body grew cold as I crawled toward him.

When I reached him I could only see red blotches on his clothes that grew bigger and bigger. His hands were clenched tightly on the wound. He winced and closed his eyes, cursing and screaming at the same time. Then he coughed up blood.

“Dominic!” I yelled, and I pried away his fingers to look at the wound.

An alarm finally went off. It seemed like hours before the casino staff had noticed someone was shot.

I held his hand and brushed away the blood spatters on his face. My face was wet with tears. I cried so much, but it didn’t help. The hands that were once firm, weakened their grip on mine.

“Dominic? Dominic, stay with me!” I said, and I shook him a bit, but to no avail.

His eyes closed shut, and his head dropped to the floor. Sharon came running up beside me.

“Code red, code red, this is an emergency. Get an ambulance, right now,” she yelled through a walky-talky.

“Where were you?” I screamed at her. “You were supposed to protect him!” I grabbed her coat and shook her, but she pinched my hands and pushed me away.

“I’m sorry, Julie. I wasn’t there when it happened. I was patrolling the upper floor when this started.”

“Did you catch them?” I yelled.

She shook her head and bit her lip. “I’m sorry, Julie. They managed to infiltrate the fleeing crowd and ran away.”

I frowned, angry at everything and everyone, and turned my attention back to Dominic. He wasn’t conscious anymore, and I was desperate to know if he was still alive. When I lowered my head near his lips and nose, I couldn’t hear him breathe.

My sobs became louder and louder, but the sound echoed into the void that ripped my heart to shreds.

***

The trip in the ambulance seemed to last forever. I held his hand during the ride toward the hospital, but he wasn’t awake. I prayed for his wellbeing, hoping it might make a difference. Sharon sat beside me with a blank stare on her pale face. I guessed she hadn’t seen this much action before.

Neither had I.

When we arrived at the hospital, Dominic was picked up by three men with a stretcher and he was ushered into the emergency room. I wanted to go with him, but they told me I couldn’t. Waiting hours in the hallway wasn’t helping. My anxiety
took a hold of my body, shaking it rigorously. My heart ached, the pain tearing my chest apart.

Sharon got me some snickers from a vending machine and bought me a coffee, but I couldn’t bite or swallow through anything. It was like my body was completely shutting
down, just like Dominic’s was.

My mind was going in circles, trying to think of things I still had to do.
Anything to avoid having to think about the things I might miss if he were to …

I thought about his voice, his touch, the way he looked at me, and all it did was bring more tears to my eyes.

When the doctors came to tell me the news, the big news, I clenched my seat. They told me he suffered some grave injuries and that he was extremely lucky because the bullet hadn’t penetrated any of his vital organs. They’d taken it out and closed the wound. He needed to be held under observation and was only allowed visits on specific times of the day.

I didn’t care if I could only see him five mi
nutes. I needed to see him and was glad with each minute I got. It was more time than I thought I would have. It had crossed my mind he could’ve died, but now that I knew he was okay, I was relieved. My breathing became normal again, and I went inside his room.

“Dom?” I said quietly.

He didn’t answer. He was lying in the bed with his eyes closed.

I came close
r and shivered from the ordeal we’d been through. It terrified me to see him like this, but at the same time I knew things would be okay. They had to. He was still here. He survived.

I held his hand
, and his eyelids started moving. I held my breath. When his bright blue eyes appeared underneath, my heart came to a stop. I was so happy to see them open again, even if only for a little while.

He groaned and winced.

“Hi, Dom.” I blinked away the happy tears in my eyes.

“Hey …” he muttered.

I squeezed his hand, and he coughed, and then winced again. His hand moved to his side, to the bullet wound.

“What … what happened?” he said, his voice still hoarse.

“I don’t think you should touch that,” I said. “You were shot, Dom. They came to the casino.”

His eyes fluttered open again
, and he looked at me with confusion as if he’d forgotten all about it. “Seriously?”

I nodded.

He sighed. “Jesus Christ.”

He tried
to move a bit, but the pain held him back. “Never thought they would go that far for revenge. All because of that fucking money.” He snorted.

I placed my hand on his cheek and caressed him. It felt good to feel his warm skin
, and it made my eyes sting with tears again. He placed his hand on top of mine and smiled.

“I was so afraid,” I whispered.

“Don’t cry,” he said. His other hand reached for my cheek to wipe away the tear that rolled down. “I’m still here. Alive and kicking.”

I laughed. He pulled my head closer
, and I leaned forward to give him a kiss. It felt wonderful to have his lips on me again, knowing he was still breathing and his heart was still beating.

Someone knocked on the door.

I quickly came up again and turned my head. Sharon cleared her throat and came inside.

“Hi, Dom,” she said. “Glad you’re feeling okay.”

Dom held up his hand for a quick wave and dropped his head back onto the pillow.

“You gave us quite the scare there,” she said. “They’re getting more aggressive each day. I think it’s time we went for the offense.
Did you see anything? Can you give me any descriptions? Something?”

Dominic sighed, but didn’t respond. I guessed he was still too tired to speak.

“Do you even remember anything about the shooting?” she asked.

He shook his head.

She looked around the room to think for a moment. “Can I talk to you for a second?” Sharon said, and she looked at me.

My brows furrowed. “What? Why?”

“I want to know what you saw.” She beckoned me to come with her to the hallway, and I followed her.

“Did you see what they looked like? Were they male or female? How many were there?” She rummaged in her clutch and fished out a notebook and a pen.

“There was a man who brought him a note. I think it told him where to go, because he went to the roulette table. There were two people, a man and a woman. I only saw their backs. I don’t know what they look like. I think the man shot him through his coat.”

She nodded and made humming sounds of approval as she furiously penned
down everything I said.

I closed my eyes and concentrated on the scene, trying to remember every little detail. The conversation with Dominic about Daisy somehow crossed my mind
, and I remembered telling him about her coming over. That I thought she’d abducted me. Her image was inside my mind, the way she spoke to me resounded in my ears. How she told me about doms and their behavior. Her voice sounded familiar.

And now I knew why. The realization came as a shock. My eyes widened. Her voice was the same as the one from the woman who’d locked me up. The woman who’d had me kidnapped.

“What?” Sharon said. Her eyebrows were raised, and she grabbed my arm. “What are you thinking about?”

“D
aisy. It’s her.”

“Who? How do you know her? What’s she got to do with this?” Sharon started scribbling things down again.

“Daisy. The woman from the club.” I swallowed and cleared my throat.

I didn’t know if I was supposed to tell this or if it was even allowed. According to Dominic, the play party we’d attended was secretive and not something to be shared with common folks. If I was going to tell Sharon about this, it would be a major violation of our contract. I also knew that if I didn’t, I was obstructing this investigation, and that was against the law. I didn’t want them to go free though, and maybe my confession was the last clue we needed to catch them. I wanted those criminals to be locked away forever, so I made my decision.

“Dominic and I went to a play party. I met her there.”

“A play party?” she said, sounding confused.

“It’s a place where people come together to share their … experience with kinky love.”

She pursed her lips and frowned, shaking her head. She still didn’t understand.

“A BDSM club.”

Her mouth dropped open. “Seriously?”

She didn’t know about this? And here I thought she had some sort of relationship with Dom. I couldn’t have been more wrong.

“Yes, anyway, that’s not the point
, and I ask you not to involve or link Dominic to any of that. I just know that’s where we can find Daisy.”

“So you’re telling me that we can catch them by
going to a BDSM party?”

I nodded. “I’m certain she’ll be there.”

Sharon sighed. “Well … I won’t question your practices in private. I don’t care what people do, as long as it doesn’t involve me. I just want to catch this fucking gang and get them behind bars. I may not be from the local police force, but I sure have connections, and I know just how to spur them into action. If it involves drugs, which we know by now does, we can get the feds involved, and I guess this is the perfect opportunity. The question is; how do we get in without causing too much ruckus to alarm them?”