Beauty Submits To Her Beast by Sydney St. Claire

come.”
    He chuckled. “Trust me, little sub. I plan to fuck you to the moon and back.”

Chapter Five
    Good god. Fuck her to the moon and back. Her insides buzzed in anticipation, and her legs trembled. Most guys, if they got the girl off first wouldn’t wait to seek their own satisfaction. The fact that Damon wasn’t in a hurry to take care of his needs gave her pause. He’d pleased her more than anyone else, yet it wasn’t enough. Deep in her core, desperate need pooled. She should have been satisfied and sated. Instead, her desire for this man had only grown stronger.
    “Shall we continue? I believe we have more houses to visit and a lot more candy to gather.”
    “Yes, Sir,” she answered shyly, which, considering everything they’d done, seemed silly.
    “Good. Go into the bedroom and position yourself on the bed.”
    She frowned. Position? She had no idea what he meant, but she was curious to see what he had planned. She turned, spotted the set of double doors, and pushed them open. And came to an abrupt halt.
    The bedroom was huge. Her attention focused on the large king-sized bed that took up a third of the space. She spotted a black wedge in the center of the bed. His orders suddenly made sense. Her eyes went wide at the sight of a pair of leather cuffs attached to each side of the wedge. Her heart thumped painfully.
    “Was there something in my request you did not understand?”
    His deep voice rumbled through her. He was back to full Dom mode. “No, Sir.”
    “Then I expect you to obey without delay.”
    Fear warred with need. Trust. Learning to give up control. That’s what he was addressing in this first session. Damn, she’d wanted a weekend of awesome sex, and so far, from the preview he’d given her, if she did what he asked, she’d get the best sex of her life. So with hesitant steps, she entered the room.
    Damon watched her climb on the bed and eye the wedge. With a deep breath, she draped herself over it. He let out his breath, relieved she’d obeyed. More than any other sub, he needed her to trust him and give him control. Each time she did was a gift he treasured.
    The mattress dipped beneath his weight as he positioned himself behind her. Was there a sexier sight than a woman’s ass in the air, begging to be stroked and all those crevices explored? Not in his mind. He noticed she’d closed her eyes tightly and was chewing her lower lip, a sure sign that she was nervous. Did she expect him to cuff her legs to the wedge?
    That had been the plan. Instead, he caressed her back, following the curve of her spine from the nape of her neck to the crease below her ass, his fingers brushing her sex with each pass. “I’m proud of you, Belle. I know this isn’t easy, but it’ll be worth it.”
    “It’d better be,” she sighed, relaxing.
    His palms crested her ass, trailed down her thighs, and eased them apart. “Good Doms reward obedient subs. You did as I asked and earned yourself more candy.”
    Damon cupped each cheek and lifted, spreading her open. He stared at her weeping pussy. His gut tightened with need, and his cock bobbed and bounced as the blood pounded through his veins. How easy it would be to plunge inside her and give them both what they each wanted and needed.
    But he’d told her the truth. He took his responsibilities as a Dom seriously, and though he needed to please her, he was also responsible for teaching her about her own sexuality. And that meant pushing her, experimenting, discovering her boundaries, then allowing her to grow and shine.
    She surprised him. For such a confident woman, she was nervous, unsure of herself, and shocked at her own responses. He knew she hated giving up control, yet when she did, she responded so magnificently.
    He trailed one finger over her tight rosette, then circled her glistening slit. Her sigh turned to a moan, and she wiggled her hips. He wanted her good and hungry before he got to the next part of his plan. He needed her