hard, her body a sea of sensation. He said he'd never hurt her, and she believed him.
"Yes, I trust you."
"I'm glad."
The next thing she knew, her wrists and legs were free. He removed the blindfold as well. She stared up into the eyes of her beast, and observed blue orbs deepened by lust. She trembled in anticipation. He removed the nipple clamps and the sensation of pleasure-pain made her scream.
"On your stomach and lift your hips, love."
She turned over and felt Lyon kneel behind her. He spread her legs and pulled her hips up. His thumb, lubed and slippery, slid over the puckered opening of her ass. Slowly he breached her seam and with a slight push, glided the single digit inward. Isabella let out the breath she was holding and a warm flush flooded through her. She'd never had anal sex and didn’t know what to expect. But this new experience was dark and exciting.
His thumb slid in and out of the tight opening while shivers rolled up her spine, and her nipples turned hard and aching.
Again, he pulled out, and smeared more lubricant around her tiny opening. He then inserted two fingers inside her slick channel, and Isabella felt a burning pressure.
"Take a deep breath, darling." When she obeyed, he moved his fingers inside her, stretching her skin to accommodate him.
"Exhale, love, and relax. Remember, I won't hurt you, ever." With his fingers spread in her rear, she experienced a tiny burn. Lyon's other hand reached for the tube of lubricant braced on the bed as he pushed deeper. Isabella experienced pressure but no pain. She found herself leaning into his hand when more lubricant was squeezed between her cheeks, to stretch her wider to accommodate him. Isabella's eyes closed tightly as she adjusted to the sensations and let out a soft whoosh of breath.
Lyon applied more lubricant. The cool fluid slid down between her legs, and again, Lyon inserted two fingers, stretching her, readying her for his onslaught. She felt his fingers tremble.
"You have no idea how sexy you look with your ass up in the air, waiting for me to claim it, ma Belle. You are mine, Isabella. Mine."
And with that, two hands were holding her hips firmly, and she felt the smooth head of his cock against the tiny puckered opening. She braced herself. Lyon whispered softly. "Relax, darling. Trust me, and just let go." Slowly, with excruciating tenderness, he pushed himself into her rear. Isabella naturally tensed at the invasion, gripping the sheets tight and shutting her eyes.
"It will hurt for just a little while, then I will bring you pleasure as you've never known."
She moaned as he pushed into her ever so slowly. Lyon's groan came out in a sexy rasp and nearly sent her over the edge.
"Just enjoy the sensations," he whispered, and the fullness of his cock entered her. The combination of his fingers squeezing her clit and his cock in her ass was sublime. "That's it, darling, take all of me. Ah, you feel so hot and wet and luscious." He moved by degrees inside her, and Isabella knew he was being careful not to hurt her. His fingers moved up and down her clit, and Isabella couldn’t take much more. She was going to pass out. It was all too much for her. The pleasure was overwhelming; his fucking consumed her.
"More, I need more, ah . . . ."
Lyon pushed farther into her, the fullness of his cock sending frissons of intense pleasure-pain washing over her. He began to quicken his moves, fucking her faster. The pleasure erased the pain and Isabella shut her eyes, letting the sensations fill her. His hand left her clit and he braced himself on her hips, firmly keeping her in place while he stroked, in and out. Isabella heard a long, deep groan. He was close, so close.
Suddenly, he pulled out of her and flipped her onto her back. Taking a deep breath, he left her and leaned over the nightstand.
"Lyon, what . . . ?"
"Shh, just a moment, love." He left their bed and strode to the bathroom. Isabella tried to regulate her breathing, but as he
"Yes, I trust you."
"I'm glad."
The next thing she knew, her wrists and legs were free. He removed the blindfold as well. She stared up into the eyes of her beast, and observed blue orbs deepened by lust. She trembled in anticipation. He removed the nipple clamps and the sensation of pleasure-pain made her scream.
"On your stomach and lift your hips, love."
She turned over and felt Lyon kneel behind her. He spread her legs and pulled her hips up. His thumb, lubed and slippery, slid over the puckered opening of her ass. Slowly he breached her seam and with a slight push, glided the single digit inward. Isabella let out the breath she was holding and a warm flush flooded through her. She'd never had anal sex and didn’t know what to expect. But this new experience was dark and exciting.
His thumb slid in and out of the tight opening while shivers rolled up her spine, and her nipples turned hard and aching.
Again, he pulled out, and smeared more lubricant around her tiny opening. He then inserted two fingers inside her slick channel, and Isabella felt a burning pressure.
"Take a deep breath, darling." When she obeyed, he moved his fingers inside her, stretching her skin to accommodate him.
"Exhale, love, and relax. Remember, I won't hurt you, ever." With his fingers spread in her rear, she experienced a tiny burn. Lyon's other hand reached for the tube of lubricant braced on the bed as he pushed deeper. Isabella experienced pressure but no pain. She found herself leaning into his hand when more lubricant was squeezed between her cheeks, to stretch her wider to accommodate him. Isabella's eyes closed tightly as she adjusted to the sensations and let out a soft whoosh of breath.
Lyon applied more lubricant. The cool fluid slid down between her legs, and again, Lyon inserted two fingers, stretching her, readying her for his onslaught. She felt his fingers tremble.
"You have no idea how sexy you look with your ass up in the air, waiting for me to claim it, ma Belle. You are mine, Isabella. Mine."
And with that, two hands were holding her hips firmly, and she felt the smooth head of his cock against the tiny puckered opening. She braced herself. Lyon whispered softly. "Relax, darling. Trust me, and just let go." Slowly, with excruciating tenderness, he pushed himself into her rear. Isabella naturally tensed at the invasion, gripping the sheets tight and shutting her eyes.
"It will hurt for just a little while, then I will bring you pleasure as you've never known."
She moaned as he pushed into her ever so slowly. Lyon's groan came out in a sexy rasp and nearly sent her over the edge.
"Just enjoy the sensations," he whispered, and the fullness of his cock entered her. The combination of his fingers squeezing her clit and his cock in her ass was sublime. "That's it, darling, take all of me. Ah, you feel so hot and wet and luscious." He moved by degrees inside her, and Isabella knew he was being careful not to hurt her. His fingers moved up and down her clit, and Isabella couldn’t take much more. She was going to pass out. It was all too much for her. The pleasure was overwhelming; his fucking consumed her.
"More, I need more, ah . . . ."
Lyon pushed farther into her, the fullness of his cock sending frissons of intense pleasure-pain washing over her. He began to quicken his moves, fucking her faster. The pleasure erased the pain and Isabella shut her eyes, letting the sensations fill her. His hand left her clit and he braced himself on her hips, firmly keeping her in place while he stroked, in and out. Isabella heard a long, deep groan. He was close, so close.
Suddenly, he pulled out of her and flipped her onto her back. Taking a deep breath, he left her and leaned over the nightstand.
"Lyon, what . . . ?"
"Shh, just a moment, love." He left their bed and strode to the bathroom. Isabella tried to regulate her breathing, but as he
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