Consume Me (Devoured Club Series) by Paige Matthews Read Free Book Online Page A

thinking about his mouth covering my nipples again.
    “Something excite you , love?” Marcus’s voice questioned from the opposite side of the room. I hadn’t heard him make his way over there.
    “Just the thought of your mouth on my body again, sir.”
    I knew it was better to be honest with a Dom than try and hide what was going on in my head.
    Hearing Marcus shift in the chair, I knew he had been sitting there watching me, building the tension in my body. I heard him get up and start walking toward the bed.
    “So you want my mouth ? On your body?”
    “You know I do.” I was getting frustrated. I just wanted him to touch me. My body burned for any touch, any contact with him , and my feelings were alarming me. I hadn’t let myself want someone so bad in a long time.  It was always about protecting myself and my work; now my feelings threatened to destroy it. Fuck me!
    A noise off to the side of the bed brought me back to the room. I could smell his cologne. It was a mix of musk with a hint of floral undertones, reminding me of Aqua di Gio by Armani. It definitely fit him. Strong, controlled, but a sensitive side underneath.
    “Emma?” H is voice questioned me.
    “Sir?”
    “I think I am going to restrain your legs as well.” A shock went through me and right to my center. Completely restrained. The idea thrilled me, and was something I had wanted to try.
    “Please s ir, I would like that.”
    I felt his hands run up the length of my legs stopping at the hem of my skirt, adding to the buil ding need. He ran his fingers underneath the hem and pulled the skirt down my legs. “We can’t have this in the way.”
    My thighs clenched together, attempting to sate the need. His hands quickly opened my legs drawing one to the side of the bed. I felt a plush lined cuff circle my ankle.
    “ Cuffs, sir?”
    “Yes, love. I like the use of them better when I restrain legs. Is that a problem? You know your safe word.” He paused at what he was doing.
    “No, no pro blem, sir.”
    “Good.” He cuffed my other leg , then secured them to the bed, leaving me completely open and exposed to his eyes.
    I felt the bed dip between my legs as he positioned himself between them. Music started to come through the speakers in the corners of the room. I had briefly noticed them earlier. He must have remotely turned it on. Rock. The choice of music didn’t surprise me as “Control” by Puddle of Mudd started to play. I laughed to myself.
    Marcus moved his hands back up my thighs stopping just below my sex. I felt his lips graze over my legs as he placed light kisses on the inner side of my thighs. My back arched as the feeling of his mouth, inches from the area I wanted it, was too much to take. “Ah...” the moan slipped out.
    “What is this?” he asked as he flicked the piercing nestled above my clit back and forth, hitting the already sensitive bundle.
    “A piercing,” I responded as he continued to play with it.
    “I like it,” he said and continued his mouth up over my hips to my stomach, pausing as he ran his fingers over the tattoo at the top of my pubic bone. “What does this say?”
    “ It’s French for ‘Love me for who I am’ .”
    “You will tell me about that one day; right now I believe I have some nipples to suck.” His mouth continued north, his nose teasing the bottom of my breast, sending more pulses to my already dripping cunt. I could feel the liquid running down the inside of my thighs.
    “Please, s ir. I need you to touch me.” My voice pleaded.
    “Subbie, you will learn quickly not to top me,” he laid a quick smack on the side of my ass as his teeth bit down on one of my erect nipples.
    “Sir…” the sting radiated through my ass and in to my sex. I was not big on spankings, but that turned me on. The initial sting was there, but the radiating heat intensified my already hot core.
    “Feel good?” he asked as he took the other nipple into his mouth , lightly landing another smack