Reclaiming His Submissive Read Online Free Page A

about how much she loved the way he left her marked up.
She wore them like badges to be proud of and said they kept her mind
on him, where she wanted it.
    His belly clenched. Fuck she was
so perfect and he’d almost let her slip out of his grasp by
leaving her alone. Fresh need swept over him. What they’d done
still wasn’t enough. He hadn’t come close to sating his
hunger or eliminated the turmoil that had taunted him during their
time apart.
    He reluctantly withdrew from her
and climbed from the table. She stayed perfectly still with her legs
still spread wide and her head tilted to the side. Her breath had
calmed but wasn’t yet back to normal. If he was in his right
mind he’d pick her up and carry her to the tub where he could
bathe and care for her until she recovered. But her collar still sat
at the far edge of the table where the sight of it burned the memory
of her removing it without his permission into his brain.
    She had to know that he’d
never accept such behavior. He skirted the table and stopped next to
her head. His fingers tangled in her hair and brushed it away from
her face. Her eyes fluttered open and he recognized some of the
exhaustion she had to be feeling.
    “ Can you turn to the side?”
    He tugged her hair in the
direction he wanted and she complied until she came face to face with
her collar. She bit her lip and covered her mouth. “I’m
sorry, Master.”
    “ Don’t. Not yet.”
    She closed her mouth and nodded
her head.
    “ Scoot toward me, kitten,
and hang your head over the edge of the table.” Her eyes
widened when she realized what he wanted. “That’s right.
We’re not even close to done yet. Right now I’m going to
feel your mouth on my cock sucking me off.”
    A small whimper escaped her along
with a sudden shiver down the length of her body.
    “ Every single day we were
apart I thought about putting my dick in your every hole. Which I’m
sure doesn’t shock you.”
    “ No, Sir.” She got
into position and opened her mouth, her tongue coming out to lick his
broad head.
    His eyes rolled back in sheer
delight at the touch of her mouth. By all rights he should need some
time to recover from his release but his erection grew the more she
bathed him, and the need to claim her in every way possible
solidified in his mind.
    Fuck yes! Her
lips sealed around his shaft and sucked strong. His question over
whether he needed time to recover became a distant thought as he got
hard enough to hammer nails.
    “ Take me deeper, kitten.
You can do it.”
    She stretched her neck and opened
wider, allowing him to slide to the back of her throat. His cock
jerked and cum began to heat in his balls. He groaned his pleasure
with every lick and bite she rained down on him.
    To distract him long enough to
maintain control he reached forward and slid his fingers through the
slick lips of her sex and dragged her own lubrication to the tiny
rosebud of her ass. He pressed one finger past the tight ring
awaiting him.
    She gasped around him, her eyes
going wild.
    “ That’s right,
kitten. Your entire body is mine tonight. Every inch.” He’d
do everything in his power to ensure her pleasure now and ease her
soreness tomorrow, but God help him he was going to die if he didn’t
have all of her now.

Chapter
Three
    It was damned late when Alex
finally woke. Judging from the deep darkness surrounding him, it had
to be well past midnight. At some point in their frenzy they’d
both passed out. A glance at the bed next to him found Harper sound
asleep. Good. She’d tried to hide the dark circles under her
eyes with makeup, but she should have known by now there was nothing
she could hide from him. Without him around these last several weeks
she’d not taken care of herself and that pissed him off.
    Something needed to change. She
was definitely right about that.
    He moved slowly from the bed, so
as not to wake her. Her black hair fanned across his pillow and the
almost white glow of her pale skin