Owned by the Dom: Part Two

“I need you, James,” she said, licking her lips.

He leaned back so her ass lay on his thighs. She watched him lick his thumb then press said thumb to her clit. Her pu**y tightened around his shaft.

The sensation was different with James inside her when he touched her cl*t at the same time. She gazed into his eyes. They penetrated her very soul. There was no other man who affected her like this. They were together as one with his c**k inside her, and yet her soul felt connected with his.

“Come for me, Prudence.”

With two strokes of his thumb on her nub, Prue flew apart after his command. James worked her body drawing out her pleasure until she didn’t have a clue where she ended and he began.

He didn’t give her time to calm down or assess her pleasure. His hand wrapped around her h*ps and plunged inside her with such force the bed hit the wall. The force of his thrusts left her gasping and unable to speak. His c**k was a thick rod spearing between her thighs. Her cream coated his cock.

Her arousal intensified with each powerful thrust.

“Love … being … inside … you…” He plunged into her body with each word and pulled out between each breath.

A second orgasm started to build with his incessant thrusts. James knew how to use his impressive cock. She held on. They were both covered in sweat.

James opened her thighs, locked her hands above her head, and stared into her eyes.

“I want to watch you as I come. Wrap your legs around me.”

She did as he commanded, staring into his eyes. His thrusts slowed down to an unbearably slow pace. He touched every wall inside her, making her quiver with the feel of what he was doing.

Her cl*t pressed to the skin above his cock, each time he moved inside her. She swallowed down the cries. He was in control and knew how to work her. James brought her to the peak of pleasure only to keep her teetering on the edge of bliss but never going over.

“Please,” she said, begging him.

“I love you, Prudence. Nothing will ever part us. You’re mine.”

James pushed her over the edge, and her orgasm consumed her. She welcomed the pleasure after being denied her release for what felt like a lifetime. He came also, his c**k jerking inside her, washing her womb with his seed. There was something primitive in their joining.

They were man and wife and in those moments. Prudence felt the significance of those words deep inside every part of her being.

Chapter Thirty-One

Prue was pissed off. Not just a little pissed off but on the scale of things, she was on the height of pissed. Their first day of married life and she was sat in his office at Ravage waiting for him to finish with whatever shit he’d been called to do. He’d promised her Ravage would be closed after their wedding so he could devote his time to her. They were going on their honeymoon in a couple of days. Now, it seemed they were going to have to wait some time before that happened.

She sat on the sofa with a deck of cards. He’d given her the cards to amuse herself with. When he got back she was going to show him exactly what she thought of his immature gift.

Last night was perfect. Prue couldn’t find fault with the way he made love to her. He’d taken her again and again; each orgasm he’d given her was more powerful than the last. They connected in a more fundamental way, and here she was, sat in his office with a deck of cards.

Trying to explain his actions were driving her crazy. How could she explain being seated in his office, without him, with a deck of cards? The cards were the worst. She’d have preferred a book or at the very least a television, but a deck of cards?

Where was he anyway? He’d come rushing into Ravage, left her alone in his office with the command to stay inside his office, then rushed out. They were going to have a serious talk when she saw him next.

Lucas and Sean walked through the office door. She’d met each of the men before. They were both caring men, but they weren’t her James.

“Hi,” she said. “If you’re looking for James join the queue.”

She put the cards aside.

“We know where James is, and we’re here to escort you to him.”

Prue paused as she stared at the two large men. They were huge in comparison to her. There was no way she could fight them, but she wasn’t afraid.

Frowning, she stared between them. “What’s going on?” she asked, concerned.

“James said if we showed you this, you’d understand.” Lucas held the dark blindfold he’d used over her eyes in Italy. Seeing the blindfold eased any anxiety she had left.

Putting the cards on the sofa, she gave the men her back. “I trust James.”

“Good, Prudence. We’d never hurt you.”

She nodded. They were both caring men.

“We’re both going to hold one of your arms. If our grip is too tight or leaves you uncomfortable, let us know and we’ll loosen our hold,” Lucas said.

They started walking. She couldn’t make out where they were going. Doors opened, but silence was everywhere.

“I give you to your master,” Sean said.

The coat she’d been wearing was removed, revealing the black dress James had picked out for her that evening.

The blindfold was removed, and she stared up into James’s eyes. He smiled down at her. All of her anger evaporated. She stared around seeing the Dungeon of Ravage. There were many couples around the room.

He held the silver collar in his hands. “Do you consent?” he asked.

“What?”

She felt so happy she thought she was going to burst.

“Do you consent to be my sub and to obey me? I need your answer now before I get Gabe to continue.”

Throwing herself into his arms, Prue kissed him deeply. “There is nothing I want more.”

“Good.” James kissed her one final time then stood back. Gabe came through the room wearing a pair of leather pants with no shirt. He looked commanding and in control.

Prue smiled at him before bowing her head in submission. James’s training would not go to waste.

“I want to ask before I continue. Prudence Castleden, do you wish me to continue and to give you to James?” he asked.

“More than anything. I want to be his.”

He nodded.

“Please remove your dress,” Gabe said.

“No, she doesn’t take her clothes off.” James interrupted them.

“I thought that was your custom.”

“No, Gabe. Not with her, no one gets to see her but me,” James said.

“Fair enough.”