The Strength of the Pack (Suncoast Society #30)(65)

As he caught his breath he kept his softening cock in her mouth, waiting. When he finally eased it out, he said, “Open.”

Sure enough, she held it there.

“Good girl. Swallow.”

She did.

He immediately dropped to his knees and kissed her, one hand slipping between her legs and playing with her clit, making her moan and lean against him as he started finger-f*cking her.

“Good girls get rewards,” he whispered in her ear. “The next time you do that, I’m going to have the Hitachi pressed against your clit and not let you come until you make me come first.”

She moaned even louder, her hands now holding onto his shoulders, her head pressed against his chest.

“That’s right, sweetheart. Just like I trained you to love anal, I’m going to train you to love this. It won’t take long before you’re begging me to suck my cock because you want to taste me.”

He felt her fingers tightening and knew she was close.

He stopped, making her gasp. “Come on. On the bed.”

Already, his cock was starting to grow hard again, which had been part of his plan. He knew it wouldn’t take him long to recover from that, especially with how he planned to reward her.

Back on the bed, he grabbed the Hitachi and switched it on, teasing her with it and not quite getting her over. As his cock hardened, he eased it into her slick *, sitting up once he was fully buried inside her.

With the vibrator on low, he edged her, making her squirm, now able to hold back his own release.

Had he done this to her first, he would have blown immediately from the way her sexy form responded to him.

He slowly f*cked her, finally switching the vibrator to high and enjoying it as she writhed through orgasm after orgasm, her body squeezing his cock with each one.

Reaching down with his other hand, he played with her nipples, back and forth. They were getting more sensitive now, and it only drove her harder over the edge yet again.

“Such a good girl for me,” he said. “Did you enjoy sucking your Master’s cock?”

“Yes…Sir!”

Maybe now that she’d finally made herself do it she would quit obsessing and berating herself for not being able to do it.

Or even if she never wanted to do it again, he’d be fine with that, too, as long as this had helped her make a breakthrough.

“My sweet, brave slave. I’m so proud of you for being such a good girl for me.” He f*cked her a little harder, a little faster, the pressure of his body pressing the vibrator against her clit and trigging another orgasm in her. “I’m going to make sure that I’ve gotten every last orgasm out of you that I can before I fill your * with another load.”

Unless he couldn’t hold it back first. It felt sooo damn good f*cking her like this.

Admittedly, it was nice not worrying about birth control, even though in a few months their play would likely be curtailed as she became more uncomfortable.

He’d make good use of their time meanwhile.

Her necklace had twisted, the tag now lying against the side of her neck. He reached up and held onto it. “Give me one more, baby,” he said. “Show me who you belong to.”

She let out a soft cry as her body responded. He finally switched off the vibrator and put it to the side, bracing himself with one arm as he held her tag with the other.

“Good girl.” It only took a few more strokes before his climax hit and he fell still, leaning in to kiss her. With his cock still buried in her *, he rolled onto his side, taking her with him and holding her body tightly against his.

“I love you, sweetheart,” he whispered. “I love you so much.”

She kissed him. “Love you, too, Sir.” She wore a sated, sleepy smile.

“Are you all right?”

A happy sigh escaped her. “I’m…perfect.” She nibbled on his lower lip. Absolutely perfect.”





When he awoke the next morning, there was a deliciously warm, soft pair of lips wrapped around his cock, a tongue licking his shaft.

He stroked her shoulders as he rolled completely onto his back, giving her better access. “Good morning to you, too, baby.”

She reached up, grabbed his left hand, and put it on her head.

Then she did the same with his right.

His cock hardened even more, as if electricity shot through him. She looked up his body, her gaze meeting his.

He threaded his hands through her hair, fingers digging into her scalp. “Does my sweet little slave want me to f*ck her mouth?”

The head bob and accompanying mumble definitely meant yes.

He held on tight, taking control and now with his feet planted on the mattress, he f*cked his cock into her mouth, making her moan and that rolling right through his balls and into his core.

“Such a good, good girl,” he said. “Master likes being awakened like this, for the record.”

She moaned again. A needy, horny moan. One that meant if he liked it, she wanted it.

He didn’t bother holding back. This had been far more than he’d ever expected and he would enjoy it. “You can swallow when I come,” he said. “Swallow every drop, and then climb up here and let me eat that sweet * out.”

She really moaned at that, and he blew his load, holding his cock deep in her mouth as she swallowed every drop his balls pumped out.