All's Fair in Love and Mastery (Masters Unleashed 5)

“Feel what that does to me,” he whispered, rubbing his denim-covered erection along the groove of her aching ass.

“Ow! No!”

Her muscles shook with fatigue and sweat slicked her skin. He moved away, giving her room to breathe, but then a hot sting to her sit spot made her go up on her toes.

“Motherfucker!”

His dark chuckle was quiet against the echo of her shout, and far too sexy. Leisurely, he whipped her ass a few more times, pausing in between to rub the marks he’d left. It was hard to tell if he was trying to comfort her or hurt her with that affection.

“Please, Master,” she whined, hoping to distract him from the likelihood that he’d keep whipping her until one of them fainted from exhaustion. “I need you.”

“Do you?” he whispered in her ear, making her shiver. The lid for the lube bottle clicked and she started to sob. After everything he’d done to her in the past few hours, he was going to use her ass too?

“No! No!”

“Mmm, I think yes.” He lubed her asshole with his fingers, chuckling as she yanked on her chains, looking for any signs of weakness.

Unfortunately, he’d not only soundproofed the room, but he’d also had Jude, the guy who’d built most of the kink furniture for Wild, build ridiculously sturdy things for their new home dungeon.

There would be no escape unless Grant unlocked her.

She closed her eyes, expecting to feel the tip of his pierced cock pressing against her ass, but instead it was something harder and smoother. Inch by inch he coaxed the glass phallus into her asshole, forcing her body to accommodate it. Her hole ached, but her body throbbed—she was so fucking hot for him and he knew it, the bastard.

“If I strum your little clit, are you going to come for me, pretty slave?”

She panted, aching for exactly that but not sure she wanted to tell him. That kind of information had proven dangerous in his hands on a few occasions.

When she didn’t answer, he slowly fucked her ass with the dildo and reached around to her pussy with his free hand, not needing an invitation. He slid two fingers into her, avoiding her clit entirely, and she half choked at the feeling of fullness.

“I could make it fit,” he crooned against her nape, making the hair there form goose bumps.

“No, you’re too big!” she complained. “Even two fingers is—gnh!”

“Is ‘gnh’ the new word for hot? I’m guessing it is.” His fingers were making a wet noise as he twisted and spread them inside her. “Fuck, you’re already so tight. I wonder if you’d break my dick.”

“Yes,” she hissed, then squealed as he made the dildo vibrate. Her whole body clamped down on the glass toy and his fingers, and she shook with frustrated need.

“You like this better with lube, huh?” he observed, making her want to die from humiliation. “You must have been a very good girl to deserve lube.”

He held the dildo in place, the base flat against her bottom, then moved around the front of her.

“Poor thing. I ask you to take so much for me, but I’m going to ask you for this too. Don’t you want to be a good little slave for your Master?”

She tried to close her eyes, especially since he was making the damned dildo vibrate in her ass.

“It’s going to hurt,” she whispered anxiously.

He bit her earlobe, causing her to full-body shiver. “Mmm, possibly,” he murmured, his breath tickling her ear. “But when you cry it makes my dick so fucking hard.”

One-handed, he unbuttoned his jeans and freed his too-big cock from the denim.

“Please no, Master.”

He paused, probably waiting for her to safeword, but although she was apprehensive she wasn’t scared enough to use it.

His low chuckle and evil smile turned her insides to jelly.

The gleam in his eyes, the mocking tilt to his lips—he was the sexiest villain alive when the mood struck him.