Stormy Satisfaction (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 11)

“Oh, God. That feels so good, Master. Please. Don’t stop.”

He had no plans on stopping. He wanted her to come so he could drink down her orgasm.

She pushed his head down tight onto her pussy. “More. Please. More.”

He sucked on her clit, and she gasped.

He continued ba

thing her pussy and drinking her juices.

“Oh. Oh. Oh. Master. I’m coming.”

Liquid poured out of her pussy and he drank it all. He could feel her writhing, and he knew he was pleasing her.

His cock was throbbing and his balls were aching. He was mad with want, want for her, want to be inside the woman of his dreams.

“Please, Master. I need you in me. Please.”

Impossible to hold back any longer, he grabbed the condom out of his jeans and put it on. He got on top of her, sending his cock into her sweet, tight pussy.

“Oh my God. You feel so good.”

He kissed her trembling lips. “This is where you belong, sub. With me.”

“Yes, Master. With you.”

He pushed into her, loving the feel of her pussy tightening around his cock. In and out. Holding her tight, he kissed her neck, continuing to thrust into her. She clawed his back. The frenzy between them was hotter than it had ever been before. Now that he had her back in his arms, he was never going to let her go.

His entire body stiffened and then he came with a groan.

He held her close, kissing her tenderly. Their bodies remained entwined together as their heartbeats and breaths began to slow.

He gazed into her blue eyes. Being with her again felt like heaven. She was his future. “I love you, Ashley.”

“I love you, too.” She kissed him. “You will be my Dom forever.”

She dozed off in his arms. After hearing what had happened with her and Nic last night, he had no doubt she hadn’t slept much. She looked so peaceful. He knew there was only one way to ensure her happiness. Nic had to let his walls down and realize that the three of them belonged together. The only hope he had was the intervention. He prayed it would knock some sense into Nic.

Sylas left the bed, careful not to wake Ashley.

Chapter Twelve

Ashley awoke to her doorbell ringing. She reached for Sylas, but he was gone. Making love with him again had been amazing. Where was he? Her head was still foggy.

The doorbell rang again.

She glanced at her alarm clock on the nightstand. 7:11pm. Sylas is at Nic’s intervention. She’d slept over two hours. She got out of the bed.

Once again, the doorbell rang.

“Coming,” she yelled, grabbing her robe. “Hold on.”

She peered through her peephole and saw Phoebe. She remembered Phoebe had said she was coming over.

She opened the door.

“I see you got some much-needed sleep, Ash.” Phoebe walked in, carrying a couple of bags. “I brought dinner from Phong’s Wok—sesame chicken, crispy beef, sweet and sour shrimp, egg rolls, crab puffs, and fried rice.”