Free Make Me: An Erotic BDSM Romance by Cate Bellerose Page A

yours. Prove it.”
    He slides in with a sigh, a satisfied groan, sinking deep in one long thrust. God, he feels good. He fills me completely, and maybe just a little more. Just enough to stretch. Just enough to ache.
    Wrapping his large hands around my waist, he fucks me like he beats me, hard and mercilessly. His hips pound into my bruised ass, shaking me, driving little nails of pain through me that meld with the delicious sensations radiating from my pussy.
    I want to push back, but I can’t. The scarves are too tightly tied, and I groan in frustration. “Please.”
    He laughs and fucks harder, driving me into the sheets with each thrust. The old bed creaks and groans under us; the headboard thumps rhythmically against the wall. If my neighbors weren’t aware before, they are now.
    “Please. Let me hold you.”
    It’s like he can’t untie me fast enough, tugging both scarves at once, and suddenly my hands are free. I moan with the loss when he withdraws, but he picks me up and throws me down on my back before climbing in between my legs. His cock waves proudly in front until he gets on his elbows over me and slides back in, making me moan.
    I need him close. Wrapping my arms around his strong neck, I pull him to me. His stubble’s rough against my skin, but I part my lips for him as he puts all his strength and passion into a kiss that makes my toes curl and my breath stop. I clutch him tightly, loving the rub of his hard chest against my tight nipples.
    Coming up for air, he nuzzles his way down until he’s nibbling on my neck. His whisper’s hoarse in my ear. “I knew you’d give in.” He punctuates with a hard thrust that drives my ass into the bed.
    “Shut up and fuck me.” I pause for effect. “Sir.”
    He does, claiming me in the only way that counts, until I tense up and come around him, my muscles clenching and my back arching under him. I run my hands through his sweat-slick hair, pulling hard as I cry out.
    Not far behind, he tenses, swells and pushes deep, his groan a rumble in his chest as he fills me. His whole body shivers against mine, like a stallion after a hard gallop. I smile. My stallion. Running my hands down his broad back, I grab his hard ass, loving how it flexes.
    He collapses over me, his heavy breathing loud in my ear and his softening cock still buried deep. I don’t want him to ever pull out, but man, he’s getting heavy. I try to roll him over, but it’s like trying to move a mountain, even if it’s a gorgeous mountain with beautiful hazel eyes.
    “C’mon, I can’t breathe, you big oaf.”
    “Already building credit for your next punishment? We don’t tolerate disrespect around these here parts.” He rolls to his side, though, leaning on an elbow to look down at me.
    “Listen...” I pause, not sure where to go with this. “Thanks for coming after me. I feel like an idiot.”
    “Hey, I’d be an idiot not to. Viv can be pretty convincing when she wants to be. I’m just sorry she got to you.” He runs a tender finger along my jawbone.
    “I still don’t get why. She’s so beautiful, sexy. Hell, if I was a guy, I’d be wanting to bone her too.”
    He laughs. “Yeah? Maybe we can work something out.” His teasing voice makes it obvious he’s not serious.
    I smack him on the arm. “Dork.”
    “What?”
    “Sorry. Dork. Sir.” I stick my tongue out.
    “Alright, serious time. I’ve never had anyone grab me like you do. Not only are you beautiful...”
    I try to interrupt, but he shushes me with a finger on my lips.
    “Not only are you beautiful, with those sexy curves...” He runs his hand from my thigh, up over my waist until he’s cupping a breast in his big hand. I draw a sharp breath when he pinches the nipple playfully.
    “You’re also the most fun play partner I’ve had in, well in forever. I love your sassy attitude, I love how independent you are and I love that you trust me enough to call me to come protect you in the middle of the night. I