Dominating Their Virgin Sub (4 page)

Griffin kept his hands loosely wrapped around
hers and stared down at her. His jaw was clenched and the bulge that pressed against
his zipper was mere inches from her face. He took a deep breath and said,
“Maylene, sweet little sub, you please me immensely, but we have all the time
for this. I’m in no hurry. I want you to feel comfortable before we take this
step in our relationship.” He ran his finger along the outer edge of her lips
and said, “Please, rest for now.” He helped her to stand and led her to the
large bed. His expression was soft and kind, and when he bent down to kiss her
forehead she let her eyes shut. This certainly wasn’t the way she imagined her
wedding night, and there were conflicting emotions of disappointment and relief
inside of her. She wanted him, there was no doubt about that, but she would be
lying if she didn’t admit that having this first night to
herself
was a relief.

“Do you need assistance getting prepared for
bed?” He dropped to his haunches in front of her. Seeing this powerful man
before her startled her. He wore a suit, the dark material expensive looking
and tailored to fit his large frame. He certainly was beautiful and masculine
in every sense of the word.

“No, Sir.” They stared at each other for
several long seconds and her heart pounded wildly. He nodded once and stood.

“If you need anything just press the pound
key and it’ll be directed to the staff. If you need either me or Nikolas
specifically, our rooms are just beside yours.” He brushed his thumb along her
temple and turned to leave. Maylene let herself fall back on the bed. She
stared at the swirling pattern on the ceiling. It didn’t take long before her
eyes grew heavy and she forced herself to slip out of her clothing and climb
back in bed. It was as if everything in the past few hours settled within her,
sucking every ounce of energy and strength from her. She closed her eyes and succumbed
to sleep.

****

Nikolas leaned against the doorframe and watched
his sub sleep. The sheet was pooled low on her waist and the perfect mounds of
her ass tempted him like nothing else. Shadows wrapped around the room in inky
puddles but the light from the moon spilling through the French doors offered a
glow that crept across her body. For the past five minutes he had done nothing
but watch her––creepy perhaps, but he found the sight of her mesmerizing. He
had laid in bed for hours, his cock hard as granite as he pictured all the
wicked things he wanted to do to her. Griffin might want love from their little
sub, but Nikolas wouldn’t let himself go there. Now, having her be his
full-time submissive was a whole other matter. He might not want the idea of
love clouding his mind, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t care for her like no
other. Her being with them, giving
herself
over, solidified
the bond between them. It was unavoidable, and although love didn’t factor into
his plan, Nikolas did want a stronger connection for more than just one night.
But that was all. He wanted the 24/7 D/s relationship. And Maylene would give
him that, for that he couldn’t be denied.

 
He
would be her Master, and therefore care for her and provide her with whatever
she may need, but that didn’t mean the complicated emotion of love had to be involved.
Besides, he had seen the look on his twin’s face when he gazed upon Maylene.
His brother would love her enough for both of them. It was better that way
anyway. Nikolas wasn’t meant to love, not when Griffin could do that for both
of them tenfold. He had accepted the fact he might never have the ability to
feel, at least not that particular emotion, years ago. Wielding his cane gave
him enough pleasure and satisfaction to last a lifetime.

Hours had passed since she retired to her
room for the night, and Nikolas knew he couldn’t wait for her any longer.
Griffin might want to take his time with Maylene, form their relationship on a
purely emotional level first, but Nikolas wanted to fuck her, to show her that
her pleasure was his and vice versa. He stepped into the room and walked to the
edge of the bed. The scent of vanilla filled his nose and he inhaled deeply. He
could just imagine her in the bath, the warm water sliding over her naked
curves, glistening off her like a lover’s caress. When she had joined them for
dinner her skin had been kissed a pretty shade of pink. He would have liked to
have washed her himself, personally stroke every inch of her flesh until it was
sensitive and she pleaded with him for so much more.
 
Maybe he should have waited to come to her,
but for hours he had a raging hard-on, and with each passing moment he had
grown more and more impatient to see her knelt before him, his marks covering
her beautiful body.

The slow and even rise and fall of her back
was hypnotic. Her face was turned toward him in her slumber. Eyes closed and
lips parted, she looked peaceful and fragile.
 
He let his gaze linger on the dip of her spine
as it ran the length of her back. The sheet stopped right before the crease of
her ass, and the twin indentations on either side at the base of her spine
increased his pulse. The generous swells of her ass were visible through the
material. She shifted slightly and he held in his groan as the fabric tightened
momentarily around her curves. He wanted to reach out and grab hold of her ass,
squeeze the mounds and spread them apart so he could see what lie between the
cheeks. His dick gave a mighty jerk and he ran his hand over the bulge. He
couldn’t have her, right now. She was his in every sense of the word, but he
wanted her to desire him as much as he did her. As if she could sense his presence
even while she slept she blinked her eyes open. Despite the darkness he knew
she could see him all the same by the way her eyes widened. Her gaze traveled
down his nude chest to stop at his cock that pressed incessantly against his
pants. The way she licked her lips, all slow and needy, sent a stab of lust
through him. The fact that she slept in the nude shouldn’t have been a surprise,
since he knew she was probably trained that way to please her husband. But
still, it turned him on like nothing else.

 
Slowly, because he knew she was aware what it
did to him, she sat up. The sheet slipped further from her lush body. Her breasts
came into view, and the full, perfect mounds had his mouth watering. The bluish
glow from the moon sliced across her flesh. The way her nipples hardened under
his gaze had his shaft jerking madly. She was so damn receptive, even if he
wasn’t touching her. She had proven as much in the limo. He didn’t need to tell
her what he wanted, not when she was trained to please him, and not when she
could easily see what he wanted. For a moment he allowed her to look her fill
before he took a step back. She knew what to do, and the arousal that came off
of her in heated waves was staggering. Maylene slipped from the bed and knelt
before him. He eyed his sweet, little submissive. She took on the display
position. Her knees were shoulder-width apart, and gave him a delicious view of
her bare pussy. Her lips spread apart and her clit protruded out like a swollen
little pearl. He could even see the way her wetness glistened from her arousal
and made a slow, sensual glide down her inner thigh. Her arms rested on her
thighs, palms facing up. With her head cast down and her hair making a curtain
around her face, she was a beautiful sight.

Nikolas brushed the heavy fall off her
shoulder and gripped it in his fist, bringing it to the back of her head. What
he wouldn’t give to be in the dungeon right now, his cane in hand with Maylene restrained
before him. He trailed his finger along her nape, feeling the tiny, invisible
hairs greet his digit. “Look at me, pet.” She obeyed gloriously, and when her
big eyes stared into his, he knew that he wouldn’t wait until Griffin was
ready. He wouldn’t fuck her, not yet anyway. He would leave Griffin to take her
virginity. No doubt his brother would be far gentler with the fairer sex. It
had always been a proven fact.

Keeping his hand in her hair, Nikolas pushed his
pants down his legs. He didn’t bother with underwear, because he frankly didn’t
see the point. His cock sprang free from its confines and he got a sick kind of
pleasure as her eyes took in his size. He may be well endowed, but it was a curse
as well as a gift, especially when some of the females claimed it wouldn’t fit.
Oh, he would make it fit, and his pretty little wife would love every inch of
it.

Taking hold of the root of his cock, he made
sure to keep eye contact with Maylene. The fact she didn’t need to be told what
to do excited and disappointed him to an extent. Sometimes he liked giving
orders, and when the sub disobeyed, his punishment was all the sweeter. She
slipped her tongue out and ran it first around the crown of his shaft then
followed the thick vein that ran the underside. A groan rose up in his throat
but he gritted his teeth and watched her lips wrap around his length. The sight
was an aphrodisiac all its own. Her lips were stretched wide around his length,
an erotic sight that had him thrusting his hips forward slightly and pushing
more of his dick into the hot cavern of her mouth. Up and down she moved,
always keeping her hands on her thighs and her back straight. It wasn’t like he
hadn’t had obedient, pleasing subs, but there was something about Maylene that
set her apart from the others, and that was something that didn’t sit well with
him on an emotional level.

The wet, suckling sounds she made heightened
his pleasure. He started moving his hips back and forth, pushing more of his
cock into the gaping orifice that surrounded him. His orgasm steadily rose, but
he didn’t want to end it just yet. She felt so good, looked so good, that he
could have done this all night. Before he came in her mouth he pulled away and
watched in rapt pleasure as she kept her position. She didn’t make eye contact
when he lifted her to stand and moved her to the bed. Most likely she thought
he was about to fuck her, and her acceptance was all the more alluring. He
situated her on her hands and knees. Making sure her legs were spread wide, he
took two handfuls of her ass and squeezed.

“You will call me Master when we scene,
unless I give you strict permission to do otherwise.” He spread her cheeks and
looked at the slick cleft that greeted him. “Do you understand, sub?”

He ran a finger through her labia and
gathered her slickness. She gasped out, “Yes, Master.”

“That’s a good, obedient sub.” The scent of
her had his head spinning. He buried his face in her pussy and lapped at the
juice that spilled from her. Sweet muskiness filled his mouth and he grunted
for more. “I’m going to have you tied in our dungeon, your pretty, plump ass bearing
my marks.” He flattened his tongue and ran it up her center. Circling her clit
with his tongue had her writhing and pressing her pussy further into his mouth.
“You’ll feel the sting of my cane, and when you do you’ll beg me for more.” A
gush of moisture left her at his words. “I’ll demand you come for me, and you
will, because you won’t be able to control yourself.” Her whole body shook
under his ministrations and he knew she was close. With his hand on the center
of her back, Nikolas pressed her upper body flat on the bed. Pulling slightly
back to look at her arched back and lifted ass, he marveled at the sight before
him. He used his hands to spread her cheeks, saw the perfectly formed hole in
the center of her bottom, and knew he would claim that very, very soon. He went
back to devouring her, loving that she grew wetter beneath his tongue. With her
arms stretched forward and clasped together, she was an offering meant just for
him. Having her come on his tongue was of utmost importance at that moment.

Eating her with a ferocity that startled even
him, Nikolas felt her open for him like a flower. He used his tongue to rub her
clit back and forth and the little nub swelled even further. “Come for me,
sub.” A gasp left her, and then she was doing exactly like he demanded of her. Her
orgasm was sweeter than anything he had ever tasted, and at that moment he
vowed to give her so many she wouldn’t be able to walk straight. When her
climax ended he gently laid her on her back and stared at her body. Her eyes
were wide and she stared at the ceiling. She breathed heavily, causing her
chest to rise and fall rapidly. Breasts thrust up and nipples swollen, she
dipped forward as he sucked one in his mouth. The heavy panting above him told
him his little virgin bride wanted more, but he wouldn’t give her another
release tonight. He pulled back and looked his fill at her. Her legs were
spread wide, her thighs open and inviting. Nikolas trained his gaze on her
pussy. Outer lips parted and showed the softer ones inside. It was a sight that
had him near to bursting. He took his dick in hand and started stroking himself.
Slick pre-cum beaded at the tip and he used it as lubricant as he moved his
palm up and down his length in lazy motions. “Touch yourself. Rub your clit.”
She slipped her hand between her thighs and rubbed her hard little bud back and
forth. “You are not to come. When you’re close you’ll stop then restart again.”
He wanted to watch her pleasure then deny it to her, over and over again. She
stopped three times before little whimpers escaped her. A light sheen of sweat
covered her body and his orgasm moved quicker to the surface. Pumping his hand
up and down his length, he used his seed to make the motions slick.

“Master…Please allow me to find release again.”
Her plea was music to his ears, but he didn’t respond, not when he couldn’t
take his eyes off her now slick fingers rubbing rapidly against her clit.