Free Fight For Her Heart: Tattooed Seduction (Rock Hard Doms) by Nicole Snow

clawing at the muscle
for leverage.
    The strange massage sent new currents streaming through
me. I wrestled against him, trying to find my balance, but it only
encouraged him to hold me down.
    William's hips punched down. And then they didn't rise.
    “ Oh, sir. Oh, fuck, yes!” My words slurred
as his climax burst.
    His cock's head swelled against my cervix, turning
hotter and thicker like searing charcoal. He cried out as the
explosion overtook him.
    His cock jerked deep inside me, firing the payload
hissing out his balls. Stars filled me. Wet, airy, and hot like
churning lava.
    I didn't think I could come again so soon, but feeling
his seed bursting inside me, with nothing between us, proved me
wrong. A hard twitch below the waist became a storm of spasms.
    My walls convulsed around his twitching cock. Our
orgasms synchronized, shooting and sucking, coming together as one
with his hips wedged hot and strong against mine.
    Fire. Souls. Babies.
    My skin burned. Blood streaked through my veins,
overheated on pure lust, charging into the last few nerves untouched
by the last orgasmic wildfire.
    Every part of me came, snapping open like an old
shutter, coming apart to take William's beautiful essence into my
soft, shaking velvet.
    His come scorched, inside and out. The fire howled
through him too, all the way to his throat, where it poured out again
as a low, bestial grunt.
    Soft curses and feral growls tore at the air around us.
Emptying his balls must have been almost as pleasurable as it was for
me to receive their fiery contents.
    The flames poured on, reaching my fertile depths,
glowing in the darkness like hot liquid metal. Or so I imagined.
    My eyes rolled, showing me nothing but blacks, whites,
and reds.
    All Stars. A canvass of masculine energy writhing like
his muscles, his inked stripes across his shoulders, all of it
reaching out to capture me forever.
    I collapsed with a whimper. My wrists stung.
    During the blowout, my skin had pressed deep into the
metal crescents. If it had been any sharper, it would've cut straight
through my hands.
    William pulled out slowly and rounded my side. He tugged
me close, nestling his softening erection against my ass. He pushed
the floppy pillow beneath my elbows, the better to hold me in place
as the handcuffs kept my wrists high.
    “ That was...I don't know what to call it,” I
said, drawing my first full breath since taking him inside me.
    “ Acceptance,” he offered. “Bondage.
Submission.”
    All good words. I smiled to myself in the darkness,
wishing my wrists weren't still bound so I could drag his big hand to
my lips, affectionate and grateful.
    “ And you really want this kind of risk?” I
asked. My head was still dizzy with the cold reality creeping up on
us.
    We'd done it unprotected, and I doubted it would stop
anytime soon. Once bare, you never go back, or something like that.
We were fucking natural, with the very real possibility that his seed
could plant a baby in my womb.
    Crazy. Wonderful. Miraculous.
    “ What risk is that?” William folded his big
hand to my lower belly, spreading his fingers across my soft, hot
skin. “I'm not afraid to own and protect, little Rose. You're
the one shouldering most of the risk here. You think you're ready to
handle a fighter's kid?”
    My eyes grew huge. A softer, stickier heat rolled
through me. It contained all the happy possibilities his baby would
bring.
    He kissed my shoulder. I craned my neck to see his eyes,
reassuring and bright, even in the shadows.
    They glowed beautifully, just as I expected. But
something reluctant stirred there too. Not any doubts about me, or
him, but about the harsh world that surrounded him.
    I wanted to pull him close and quiet his secret worries,
or else fish them out of him. But before I could say a word, his
teeth plucked my neck again, and he lifted his hard erection beneath
my ass cheeks.
    “ No more words, Rosie. Tonight, our flesh does the
talking. And mine still has a lot to say