Dominance Never Dies (Masters and Mercenaries #11)(108)

“I’m not sure how much I like this yet, but I love being open to you. I love the fact that I can fantasize about anything with you.”

Because he was safe. It was a good thing to be. He seated the plug deep. “Tell me how it feels.”

“Full,” she said, her voice deep. “Odd, but it doesn’t hurt. I don’t mind it so much now, but I’m getting achy, Case. I need you.”

She needed to come, but he didn’t trust his damn dick to last. Once he felt her heat around him, felt the drag of the plug on his cock, he would likely come like a rocket. He needed to take care of her first. Luckily, he knew exactly what to do.

His cell rang, the sound jarring. Case glanced down. He didn’t recognize the number.

Not that it mattered. He flicked the ringer off.

Nothing was going to stop him from taking his sub tonight.

Absolutely nothing. Tonight, he made her his forever.





Mia loved the rope, loved how it held her so tight and kept her in the moment. So often her mind wandered. She tended to have a million and one thoughts sprinting through her brain at any moment, but the minute she felt the curl of rope on her skin and heard Case’s deep Dom voice, she focused as though the two together could trigger a separate part of her brain. Sex brain. Making love brain. Being with Case brain.

She even enjoyed the position she was in. Ass in the air, hands behind her back, one cheek to the quilt that covered Case’s bed. Her knees were splayed so he had easy access to her * and her ass. It sent her straight into sub space and that was a beautiful thing. Everything else melted away in this place. All the fights meant nothing here. The time apart was gone and all that mattered was Case’s hands, his voice, their connection.

He moved in front of her, allowing her to watch as he shed his jeans. His cock bounced free. It was just as beautiful as the rest of him. He was more devastating than he’d been before.

“I placed you perfectly,” Case murmured as he moved close. His hand touched her hair as he lined his cock up with her lips. “Just for a moment. I want to feel your mouth on me, but I’m not going to come. Not until I’m deep inside that * of yours. I’ve missed everything about you. Including your tongue. Lick me, Mia.”

There was nothing she wanted to do more. He gently held her head, his fingers tangling in her hair and tugging. Her whole body responded, blood heating up. She licked him, running her tongue along the stalk of his cock. He pushed the head just behind her lips. His skin tasted clean, the scent of his masculinity arousing her beyond compare. Her whole body ached with need. She could feel both the plug in her ass and how wet she was getting.

Case’s cock moved back and forth. He dipped in and out of her mouth. Mia sucked lightly, pulling on the head. She could taste a drop of arousal coating the tip.

“That’s right. You taste me. You taste what you do to me. I’ve waited months to get back inside you. Do you know what I thought about every single night? Nothing but you. You were my last thought before I went to sleep and the very first thing to hit my brain when I woke up in the morning and you can’t even imagine what my dreams were like.”

She would have told him about hers had he not thrust his cock back inside. All her dreams had been of him. Good and bad. She’d dreamed of him loving her, dreamed of him leaving her, dreamed of what Theo could have done. Mostly, though, she’d dreamed about him dominating her. She woke up in a sweat at the thought of his strength, his beauty, his passion.

All hers.

She ran her tongue over the ridge of his cock head.

“I dreamed of you tied up and spread for my pleasure. Just like you are right now. Take more. Take all of me.” His hips thrust, forcing his cock deeper. “In my dreams, you submit to me in the bedroom and you’re my partner everywhere else. You’re right by my side in the real world, but here in the bedroom, you kneel at my feet. And I worship you. I make you helpless and then I ply you with every bit of pleasure a man can give a woman. I lick you and suck you and f*ck you whenever I want, however I want. I’m on top of you four times a day. I wake you up in the morning with my cock against your * and I f*ck that sweet * late at night before you go to sleep in my arms.”

It sounded like heaven to her. She rolled her tongue around and around his cock. Case was so big he stretched her jaw. She groaned around him and his hand tightened in her hair, lighting up her scalp.

He pulled his cock out and took a step back. “Not so fast. I told you how this would go.”

“You’re not going to come until you’re deep inside me.” Until they were as close as two people could be. Two souls could be. “I dream of you, too. I dream of being your wife, your partner, the one you love more than anything. I dream of being part of your family.”

His eyes bore into her. “You are my family. You belong in my family. They love you. And I belong in yours. I promise to be a brother to your obnoxiously single-minded brothers. Your family. My family. It’s all the same.”

He moved out of her line of sight.

She felt his fingers running across the ropes, touching flesh and then pressing down on the jute. He ran his fingers over her back and then down her torso until he found her nipples. He cupped her breasts and then tweaked her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. His cock touched her thigh, still hard and heavy against her. “What are you doing?”