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

his costume. She stepped close, her hands smoothing along his shoulders, loving the play of hard muscles and smooth, warm skin. Her fingers traveled through the mat of fine, pale hair. She traced the arrow of slightly darker hair down his hard, flat belly. He sucked in his breath. She grinned and stopped before she reached the thick thatch of pubic hair, then dragged her fingers across his hip.
    Stepping behind him, she cupped his ass, then trailed her fingers up the broad expanse of his back. She picked up the sash and tied his hands behind his back.
    “There.” She sashayed around and stared up at him. Her legs almost gave out at the smoldering heat in his eyes
    “You planning on having your way with your wolf, Red?” His voice was low, husky, and seductive as hell.
    Closing one hand over his cock, she giggled. “Did you have any doubts?”
    “Not a one, pet. Do your worst.”
    “Maybe that should be, do your best.” She glanced at his hard shaft, grabbed her candy, and knelt. She found she had to hold his cock because it bounced up and down, but she lined up her blues and reds, alternating them along the long, hard length.
    “Now that’s what I call a tasty treat,” she breathed. A drop of pre-cum drew her gaze. Leaning forward, she licked the moisture, then scrapped her teeth across the soft crown. Crunching her candy, she grinned up at him. “Yep. Tasty. Hard on the outside and soft in the center.”
    Her wolf groaned.
    She smiled sweetly and licked her lips. “I’m going to make you beg.” His eyes glazed over. Good god, by the time she was done with him, she’d be the one begging. Her clit was still pulsing, her pussy weeping with need.
    She opened her mouth and guided her lips over him, again letting her teeth roll her treat along his shaft and into her mouth. She licked her lips, licked the swollen knob of his cock, flicking her tongue across that sensitive spot beneath the head, swiping the tip, lapping up more moisture. Again, she teased him over and over.
    Graham’s breathing became harsh and his biceps taut as he fought the urge to free himself. His belly was rock hard as was his ass. He clenched his muscles to keep from thrusting his hips and driving his cock deep into her warm, wet mouth.
    He watched her lips close over him and felt as if he were her prey though she devoured him one agonizing inch at a time. One by one, each piece of candy disappeared until there only one remained. Pain from denying himself a fast release had him gasping. His balls ached like a bad tooth. He needed to toss her to the ground and fuck her senseless, but as when he denied her a quick orgasm in order to give her a stronger, sweeter coming, he held onto his control and thrilled to the heat of her sweet, clever mouth.
    Finally, she took his entire length into her mouth, and his shout filled the cabin. He felt the back of her throat and held himself still even though he wanted to thrust and plunge his cock hard and deep in her sweet, hot mouth.
    “Ah, that was so good,” she purred, glancing up at him. “Was it good for you?” She stroked her hand up and down his pulsing dick.
    He moaned. The tormentor became the tormented.
    “No? Let’s see what we can do about that.” Lucy took him back into her mouth hard and fast, sucking him, pumping her mouth over him.
    Graham let out a low, long howl at the sudden change in pace. He struggled with his arms. He wanted to bury his hands in her hair and guide her. His hips jerked. Her nails danced over his balls, and he hissed. He needed to come but not in her mouth. Hell, he wanted to fuck himself senseless, feel her hot pussy gripping him, spasm uncontrollably around him.
    “Stop,” he ordered, his voice low with his desperate need to stay in control.
    She disobeyed and slid her hands around to his ass, her fingers slipping into the crack and down. One finger teased his anus, the other skimmed up his inner thigh and fluttered over his tight sac.
    The woman was going to