Chapter 22

The tingles in Sahara’s nipples continued, long after the electrodes were moved. In the darkness behind the blindfold, she imagined she could see the sparks, even though the part of her mind that wasn’t lost in sensation told her that was impossible.

Several of the things she felt were impossible though. Still bound, she drifted in and out of the restraints. Not quite floating, but like she wasn’t quite solid. Only Dominik’s touch seemed to make her real. The slightest brush of his fingers and all her nerves flared to life.

“Where are we at, Sahara?” Dominik’s tone reached deep into the darkness, like the sun shining into the clear sea. “Open and close your empty hand if you’re ready to continue.”

Sahara took a minute to become aware of her body again. Her arms were a little sore from being up for so long, but not too bad yet. The gag wasn’t pleasant, and she couldn’t wait for it to come out—still, not worth stopping for.

She opened and closed the hand without the squeaky starfish.

“I can tell you considered your answer. Good girl.” Dominik brushed his knuckles down her cheek. “You’ll feel cold metal against you. Don’t be afraid.”

The metal touched her hip. A snip and the fabric of her panties parted. The same on the other side and they were pulled away.

Dominik slid two fingers down her belly, then over her slick pussy. He made a soft sound of pleasure as he circled her clit with his fingertips. “So wet. I won’t wait much longer to take you, pet.”

Tipping her head back, Sahara focused all her attention on his fingers as they dipped into her, teasing her until her knees trembled and she gasped around the gag. Between Dominik’s words and the nipple stimulation and now his fingers, she needed a release more than she needed air.

His fingers left her. The straps on her thighs tugged upward, lifting her off her feet, baring her to him completely.

He moved away from her. Returned and cool liquid spilled down over her exposed back hole. The blunt head of something smooth pressed against her. She pushed to let it in, swallowing back whimpers of discomfort as the form thickened, stretching her more and more before finally settling inside at the narrowed base.

“Almost done. Don’t forget to let me know if the charge is too high,” Dominik reminded her before placing small, sticky…electrodes. Four of them, two on each butt cheek. “Here we go.”

Rhythmic pulsing, reaching deep, flowing through her muscles and making them clench. The butt plug seemed to grow as her insides tightened around it. Her body swayed when she writhed with the sensation.

“Perfect.” Dominik moved between her thighs and slid the thick head of his dick up and down between her folds. He positioned himself at her center and sank in, an inch at a time. “Fuck, you feel good.”

Good didn’t begin to describe the feeling. She was so full, so desperate for movement. For him. She needed him closer, riding the never-ending pleasure with her, taking her over and over until he was completely sated. He’d spent so much time giving her pleasure, she had to return the favor.

But she was powerless to do anything but let him take whatever he wanted from her. Which was exactly as he’d planned it.

Holding her hips, he used the straps to swing her toward him. He leaned in, kissing her neck, his hot skin moistening with sweat as he moved her onto him faster and faster.

His dick drove into her and dragged out with each movement of the swing. The electrodes had fallen away at some point, but her muscles still clenched around the plug. Her cunt squeezed him as he drove into her, and the ache for release intensified until she teetered on the ledge.

A deep, powerful thrust tossed her over into a pool of pure fucking ecstasy. Dominik found his release deep within while she undulated around him. He pressed his cheek to hers, his breath rough as he held her. With his arms wrapped around her in a firm embrace, she rode the current of bliss until it receded to a gentle, lapping wave.

Completely spent, Sahara tried to lift her head as Dominik reached behind her to remove the gag, but her body refused to cooperate. The butt plug came out next and her whole body bowed. Fuck, she was tender down there. And even though she’d been held up by the straps the entire time, she felt like she’d run a marathon. Staying on her feet when he lowered her thighs was a challenge, but when he released her cuffs from the straps, she realized all her bones and muscles had gone liquid.

She struggled to stand on her own, but Dominik took one look at her and chuckled. He scooped her into his arms. “You’re a little unsteady, my sunshine. Let me take care of you.”

He carried her to the bed and laid her down. The unexpected brightness made her squint; she’d been wearing the blindfold so long she’d completely forgotten about it. But having the thick cloth gone was a relief.

Dominik’s golden eyes, his gentle smile, comforted her as her eyes adjusted. She smiled and let out a quiet sigh of pleasure as he bent down to give her a slow, undemanding kiss. He was just as naked as she was, but she was blissfully worn out and just really wanted to fall asleep in his arms.

“Are you coming to bed, Sir?” Sahara rolled to her side, deciding she absolutely loved this bed. Nice, cool sheets. A heavy duvet. The only thing that would make it better would be if Dominik would come cuddle. “You need your rest—you’ve got a game tomorrow.”

“I’ll be with you in a minute.” Dominik disappeared into the bathroom and she heard the water running. He returned with a washcloth and used it to clean her. Everywhere.

Finally, Dominik stretched out beside her and pulled her to nestle against his side with her head on his shoulder. He idly trailed his fingers up and down her arm, and she tipped her head up to see him gazing down at her.

“Is something wrong, Sir?” He didn’t look upset, but it would probably be good to talk over their day before they both fell asleep.

“Wrong? No. But I’d like to hear how you feel about your ‘prize.’” He shifted over, leaving one arm under her head, making it a bit easier for her to meet his eyes. “Was there anything you absolutely hated? Something you hope to do again?”

“Nothing I hated…I wasn’t crazy about how I reacted when I heard Landon though. I should have known you’d never put me in a position to betray my friends.”

“True, but it was a very honest reaction. For all you knew, Silver had been involved in the decision and both of her Doms were free to play with whomever they chose. You’ve seen those dynamics at the club, but you didn’t even consider the possibility.” He didn’t look like he minded in the least. “You weren’t comfortable, and you didn’t hesitate to let me know.”

So…a good thing? She’d learned not to guess with him, so she considered her question carefully. “But if we’re in a full-time BDSM relationship, shouldn’t I find a way to be comfortable with what you ask of me?”

“Once we’ve been at this long enough for me to know what limits I can push, maybe. There’s a ways to go before we reach that point.”

“But other Doms won’t touch me.”

“Not if it’s a hard limit. Unless you’re being punished.” He slid his hand up to the hair that had slipped over her shoulder and gave it a little tug. “I enjoy being part of the community, and I intend to continue as a Dungeon Monitor at the club. I’m often involved in disciplining naughty subs, as are the other monitors. But if you’re on your best behavior, you’ll have nothing to worry about.”

She would definitely try, but she wouldn’t make promises she couldn’t keep. “I’ll do my best to make you proud, but if I mess up, I’ll accept whatever punishment I’ve earned.”

“Yes, you will.” He bent down to kiss her. “I don’t expect perfection, but nothing irritates me more than a badly behaved sub who acts out, then bitches about the consequences. I don’t see that being a problem for you though. You’ve had your bratty episodes, but you accepted your punishment gracefully.”

“Crying like a baby after isn’t exactly graceful.”

“I disagree. Tears can be a release you need. And I have absolutely no problem fulfilling that need.” His lips slanted when she rolled her eyes at him. “You’re not surprised?”

“Nope. I know a few mean ol’ Doms.”

“Who are you calling old?” Dominik attacked her ribs with his fingers. She squealed helplessly, trying to wiggle free. He put his hand over her mouth. “Shh. It’s late. People are sleeping.”

“That was not nice.” Sahara stuck her tongue out at him as he relaxed onto the pillows with his eyes closed.

“Sticking out your tongue at your Dom is not smart.”

Nibbling at her bottom lip to keep from giggling, Sahara lowered her head back to his shoulder. She loved playing with him, but he really did need his sleep. If the Cobras won tomorrow night, they’d be one game away from eliminating the Islanders.

She didn’t hate the team, but she was eager to get a break from anything connected to Grant or New York. As much as she loved the city, she needed some distance from her parents. Maybe then she’d figure out what kind of relationship she’d have with each of them. Separately.

Her father had seemed weak last night, but considering how much her mother’s biting remarks and her careless attitude had hurt after just a short time with her, how damaging would dealing with that every day be? When her father had been constantly on the road with his team, he’d spent so little time with his wife, he’d likely only seen her perfect, practiced mask. The one that had smiled so brightly for the camera.

Once the divorce was finalized, her father would have a chance at real love. And her mother… Well, Sahara wouldn’t hold her breath. She’d wait a bit to call her and take it from there.

You have your own life to live. Sahara rested her hand on Dominik’s bare chest to feel his heartbeat against her palm. She still couldn’t believe how lucky she was.

Falling in love was easy. But finding someone who cared about what made you smile or frown? Whose touch was always tender and always wanted you near? Who listened to your dreams and your fears? Or just really listened to what you had to say…?

She’d only ever dreamed of a man like him. And now, her dreams were a reality.