Mine to Claim

Masquerade(Part3)

Dimitri

I helped Coletta into my car, nearly growling when her dress slid high briefly to reveal creamy golden thighs. I wanted her back at my home, in my bed, crying out my name. f**k I needed to taste her, all of her.

As I slid in behind the wheel, my thoughts returned to when I had first spotted her amongst all the occupants of that ballroom. She had stood out like the goddess of s*x and I immediately had wanted to throw her over my shoulder so every other man in that room knew exactly who she belonged to. They had all been eyeing her up and down probably wandering the same damn thing I was. How would she taste? How would she feel beneath me at my mercy? This was why I came and stepped so close to her, so I could shield her from their lecherous stares.

“Coletta,” I murmured and she shifted in her seat. “When we get back to my home, you will do everything I say.”

“And what if I don’t want to,” she murmured softly.

“Then it will be a long night princess.” I looked forward to her pushing my limits, defying me so I can continue to discipline her. Showing her just how much I can take care of her needs.

The rest of the drive was silent and as we finally reached my gated estate, I clicked the button to open the gate.

“This is quite the home.” I glanced sideways as Coletta took in my large estate. I had it built for us but I didn’t want to tell her quite yet. Everything that she saw was specifically for her.

Parking in the driveway, I quickly got out and came around the other side to help Coletta out. At first she hesitated when I offered my hand but then giving me a burning look, she grasped it. Her hands were so tiny and delicate compared to mine and all I wanted to do was taste each of her fingers.

When we were both out, I guided her towards the large entry doors and unlocked them. Lights were already lit within the foyer and it was easy enough for her to take in the black tiled floors, mahagony accents, and the dimly lit chandelier overhanging the foyer.

“This is beautiful,” she breathed.

“Not as beautiful as you, but I did have you in mind when I had this built.” She turned to look at me, her beautiful blue eyes widening. But before she could comment I demanded, “Take off all of your jewelry princess and leave it on that table.” I pointed to a wooden table off to the side that was currently holding a vase of white and red roses. Her ocean blue eyes became stormy with anticipation and I watched as she slowly removed each item of jewelry. My c**k was already hard and the night was only just barely beginning.

Stepping closer to her, I brushed my knuckles across her exposed collarbone and revealed in how she leaned more into my touch, her perfect lips parting in need. Leaning down, I captured her lips in a lazy, lingering kiss. Fuuuuuck, she tasted better than I could have ever imagined. I wanted nothing more to tear her dress off and devour her but just a little bit longer and then I could do just that.

“Follow me,” I murmured, reluctantly pulling my mouth from hers. She obeyed immediately and followed me down a dimly lit hallway until we reached the end. When I opened the door to the master suite, she gasped. It was a large enough room to hold a sitting area off to the side and the bed on the other. I had decorated it in warm and dark tones, using black as my main color scheme with accents of warm wood and copper.

There was much more to see but my future bride could take it all in later. Right now, I was much more interested in taking in each detail of her body and the sounds she’ll make while she’s in the midst of pleasure.

I stalk around to the back of her. Gently moving her hair over her shoulder, I allowed my fingers to brush her shoulders before tracing them to the zipper. Inch my inch, I unzipped her dress, my lips finding her temple and inhaling her scent. A breathy moan escaped her.

“You are not to move, do you understand?” I growled. She nodded. I pushed her dress down and watched it pool at her feet, leaving her only in a nude thong. My eyes roved over her back, down to her ass and the tops of her thighs. Taking off my jacket and tie before unbuttoning my shirt I watched her tremble slightly as she waited for my next move.

I trailed a single finger down her spine until it came to the edge of her thong. Hooking my finger in the eastic I pulled the material up, watching as her ass cheeks swollowed the material. Kneeling behind her, I began to trail kisses down her spine all the way to the tops of her hips. She shifted and my hand immediately came down on her ass, spanking her.

“Ow!” she yelped and went to turn. I spanked her again.

“Don’t move princess,” I commanded. “This is your punishment for giving your body to other men when you were mine.”

“Then you should’ve-” she strarted before it ended on a strangled moan. I licked up her ass cheeks as I simultaneously spread her naked folds and swiped my fingers over her c**t.

“From the moment I told you I was going to claim you, made you mine Coletta.” I circled my thumb around her c**t in lazy circles, feeling the swollen nub pulse. Her legs shook as I continued to build her pleasure but then I stopped, pulling my hand away. Standing, I walked to the large dresser and opened the top drawer to grab two leather cuffs and a couple of other items. Turning, I was happy to see that she hadn’t moved. What a good girl.

I gently took her wrists and slipped the leather cuffs on each one. After tightening them, I clipped them together so her hands were bound behind her. Walking around to see her from the front, I inhaled sharply. Her dusky rose n*****s were peirced and it was f*****g sexy as hell.

My eyes came up to meet her and she watched me with lust swirling in those depths. The movement of her tongue flicking over her bottom lip caught my attention. I wanted to plunge my tongue between her lips so badly but just a little more patience and I would do just that. Taking a few steps closer so she had to tilt her head up to look at me, I held her stare as I brought my finger up to brush across her already hardened n****e.

I watched as she swallowed, her eyes becoming hooded. I brought my other hand up and played with the other n****e. Shifting from flicking to pinching and rolling, and finally to pulling at the jewelry going through each n****e, I felt my control hanging on my a thread.

“Dimitri,” she moaned and that was it. I couldn’t torture either one of us any longer. It was time to claim her.