brat.”
“Owoooooch!”
Daniel looked down at Mara, whose eyes held a devilish glint as she contemplated
the third clamp. He could see the interest, the hunger in her expression. And he knew he was nearing the limits of his own will power.
“Stand up, whiny brat. You stay there, sub.”
Delia stood on shaking legs and Daniel quickly unfastened his jeans, shoving them
down far enough to free his cock. He pulled her back down with one hand and lined
himself up with the other, then pressed on her hips until she had slid down the length of his cock and seated herself in his lap.
The couch was the perfect height, nice and low. Delia’s legs were just long enough
to reach the floor on either side of his lap, giving her leverage.
“Ride me,” Daniel commanded, as if she would do anything else. “Slow, now.”
Reaching forward, he brushed his palms over her distended nipples, chuckling as
she reacted by pushing into his hands and his lap at once. She was so wet and hot he felt like he might melt into her body, and her cunt gripped him in little greedy spasms like it did when she was just about to climax.
51
Delphine Dryden
“Oh, you want to come, don’t you?”
“Please, Master!”
So few words, so much expressed in them. And so much expression too in the huge,
dark-brown eyes of Rose Red, who still knelt between his feet. Impish smile with a
quick and clever little tongue.
“Let’s get her endorphins nice and confused, Mara.” With control he didn’t know
he possessed, Daniel pressed Delia’s roving hips to a halt, stilling her body as he
pressed her legs even wider with his own. “Lick her. Get her hot.”
Say a Dom thing, idiot .
“But don’t let her come until I say so. That’s when the clip will come off too. I’m
going to enjoy the feel of you milking my cock while you scream, pretty sub.”
He gave himself a mental high-five and leaned back on his hands to watch events
unfold. Sadly, with Delia’s luscious body in the way, he couldn’t see the licking itself.
But her guttural sounds and the almost painfully tight clench of her body around his cock were pretty good signs that she was enjoying it.
In fact she was possibly reaching a limit of her own, Daniel thought. And as much
as he loved being the one to make her space out from pain and pleasure, he felt very keenly the responsibility of making sure she returned safely from space. So after a few blissful minutes of feeling her at the brink, he spoke again.
“Delia, tell me when you’re ready to come.”
She nodded and then whispered, a nearly incoherent stream of something like,
“Now, now please, oh please, Master now now, please…” And so on.
“Come when you can. But when you do, Mara takes the clip off.”
She nodded, more aware than he’d thought. “I know, Master. Oh God. Oh
godohgodohgodNOWohgodohg—”
He assumed that was when Mara took the clamp off. There was more or less a sonic
scream, but he couldn’t really care when Delia’s pussy was squeezing him harder than 52
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his own hand. When the blood was rushing away from his head to his cock. When a
hot, clever little tongue was licking its way around his testicles…
Oh. Holy. Fuck.
Daniel was well aware that a Dom wouldn’t let that sort of thing happen without
permission. But the feel of one woman fucking him with raw enthusiasm while another
licked his balls was enough to make any notions of what should or shouldn’t happen fly straight out of his head. He came so hard he wasn’t even sure he could remember his
own name. He was pretty sure he’d shot some brains out along with the semen. And it
went on and on, Delia’s shivering body dragging out his pleasure as she came again,
another spurt of wondrous testicular joy when he felt the distinct huff of hot, happy laughter against his sac.
And then there was a hiatus. Silent and sated and sticky. Him, flopped back on the
wide couch. Delia, slouched over with her
“Owoooooch!”
Daniel looked down at Mara, whose eyes held a devilish glint as she contemplated
the third clamp. He could see the interest, the hunger in her expression. And he knew he was nearing the limits of his own will power.
“Stand up, whiny brat. You stay there, sub.”
Delia stood on shaking legs and Daniel quickly unfastened his jeans, shoving them
down far enough to free his cock. He pulled her back down with one hand and lined
himself up with the other, then pressed on her hips until she had slid down the length of his cock and seated herself in his lap.
The couch was the perfect height, nice and low. Delia’s legs were just long enough
to reach the floor on either side of his lap, giving her leverage.
“Ride me,” Daniel commanded, as if she would do anything else. “Slow, now.”
Reaching forward, he brushed his palms over her distended nipples, chuckling as
she reacted by pushing into his hands and his lap at once. She was so wet and hot he felt like he might melt into her body, and her cunt gripped him in little greedy spasms like it did when she was just about to climax.
51
Delphine Dryden
“Oh, you want to come, don’t you?”
“Please, Master!”
So few words, so much expressed in them. And so much expression too in the huge,
dark-brown eyes of Rose Red, who still knelt between his feet. Impish smile with a
quick and clever little tongue.
“Let’s get her endorphins nice and confused, Mara.” With control he didn’t know
he possessed, Daniel pressed Delia’s roving hips to a halt, stilling her body as he
pressed her legs even wider with his own. “Lick her. Get her hot.”
Say a Dom thing, idiot .
“But don’t let her come until I say so. That’s when the clip will come off too. I’m
going to enjoy the feel of you milking my cock while you scream, pretty sub.”
He gave himself a mental high-five and leaned back on his hands to watch events
unfold. Sadly, with Delia’s luscious body in the way, he couldn’t see the licking itself.
But her guttural sounds and the almost painfully tight clench of her body around his cock were pretty good signs that she was enjoying it.
In fact she was possibly reaching a limit of her own, Daniel thought. And as much
as he loved being the one to make her space out from pain and pleasure, he felt very keenly the responsibility of making sure she returned safely from space. So after a few blissful minutes of feeling her at the brink, he spoke again.
“Delia, tell me when you’re ready to come.”
She nodded and then whispered, a nearly incoherent stream of something like,
“Now, now please, oh please, Master now now, please…” And so on.
“Come when you can. But when you do, Mara takes the clip off.”
She nodded, more aware than he’d thought. “I know, Master. Oh God. Oh
godohgodohgodNOWohgodohg—”
He assumed that was when Mara took the clamp off. There was more or less a sonic
scream, but he couldn’t really care when Delia’s pussy was squeezing him harder than 52
Roses and Chains
his own hand. When the blood was rushing away from his head to his cock. When a
hot, clever little tongue was licking its way around his testicles…
Oh. Holy. Fuck.
Daniel was well aware that a Dom wouldn’t let that sort of thing happen without
permission. But the feel of one woman fucking him with raw enthusiasm while another
licked his balls was enough to make any notions of what should or shouldn’t happen fly straight out of his head. He came so hard he wasn’t even sure he could remember his
own name. He was pretty sure he’d shot some brains out along with the semen. And it
went on and on, Delia’s shivering body dragging out his pleasure as she came again,
another spurt of wondrous testicular joy when he felt the distinct huff of hot, happy laughter against his sac.
And then there was a hiatus. Silent and sated and sticky. Him, flopped back on the
wide couch. Delia, slouched over with her
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