Red & Her Big Bad Dom by Sydney St. Claire Page B

washing her labia and the tender flesh. He loved this time with his sub, with the woman he loved. After their intense scenes, each took a brief break from their roles, and he simply became a man caring for his woman, free to be gentle and tender. And loving. He tucked his finger into the cloth and paid loving attention to her clit.
    “Oh.” She sighed.
    Graham nuzzled the back of her neck and nipped her shoulder. Her shudder made him smile. She leaned back into him, her ass pressed against his hard cock. “You’re amazing, Red,” he said as he warmed her up with his cloth-covered finger. He removed the plug and dragged the cloth over her lovely, pouting rosette.
    She panted and moaned, her head thrown back. He rubbed his cock between her legs. “Feel how hard I am. I’m ready, pet. Are you?”
    “Yes,” she whispered.
    He bent her over, wrapped her hands around the post, and spread her legs farther apart. Standing behind her, he drank in the sight of her. “Do you know what I see?”
    She shook her head.
    “I see your wonderful ass, still red from my hands, and your pretty, pink pussy weeping for my cock.” He spread her cheeks. “And here, there’s this little treasure.” He dipped his finger inside, pleased when she gasped and eased back, taking his finger deeper.
    Snagging the lube, he squeezed some on his finger, then on her, coating her, coaxing her to take more. He coated a new plug, one a bit larger in diameter but not as long. “Breathe, pet. Another plug.” He wanted her ass nice and relaxed when he entered. She was trusting him, and he wanted to make this as good for her as he could.
    She was so responsive. He took it slow until the plug was seated. One hand reached around and found her swollen clit, the other played with the plug. She gripped the bedpost.
    “Please,” she cried out.
    Graham took his time, easing the plug partway out, then back in, giving her body ample time to get used to the larger diameter. He waited until she was panting hard, moaning harshly, her body eager and ready for the next step.
    He grabbed his newest toy, a slick vibrator with snazzy bunny ears. He watched the long shaft disappear inside her slick pussy, then turned it on.
    Lucy screamed. The vibrator took her from aching to desperate in the space of a heartbeat. “Oh, my god.”
    “Like it, pet?”
    The plug in her ass switched on, and she was a mass of pulsating need—ass, clit, and pussy, all on fire. Just before she lost it and came, he flipped off the toys. She crashed. And wailed.
    Her Dom drove her to the edge over and over until she alternated between screaming and begging. “Can’t wait. Please, Sir. Now, Sir.”
    He chuckled. “Wait for me, my impatient sub.” The plug slid out.
    Lucy felt the squirt of more lube before his finger entered her rectum. Another finger joined the first. He scissored them, stretching her. She tensed when they eased out of her. A moment of panic took hold at the feel of his broad head probing her anus. His cock was huge. He was going to rip her apart.
    “Breathe, pet. You’re in control. Push back, bear down, and breathe.” His arm wrapped around her, guiding her. “Count as though we were waltzing.”
    Lucy let herself fall into the rhythm of his counting. One-two-three-four, push back, breathe deep, seven-eight. Again and again, feeling him inch in on five-six. A little burn, a twinge of pain, then he was in. She let out a low, sobbing gasp.
    “You okay, baby?” His hands cupped her dangling breasts.
    “I did it,” she whispered.
    “You did. You’re so damn tight. I don’t think I’m going to last long.” He tipped her head back and to the side and kissed her.
    His cock retreated partway. She wasn’t sure what to expect, but when he slid back in, there was no pain, just an incredible fullness and so much stimulation, she wasn’t sure she could handle it.
    She clenched her butt muscles. Her wolf groaned, loud and long as she gripped him. Over and over,