Dakota's Erotic Musings

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Excerpt:

Sliding the fake cock deeper inside of her now bare, creaming pussy, Hunter panted while her legs trembled. Even though her full heat was nearly twenty-four hours away, her damned wolf was already tugging hard on her self-control. She wanted the man she left at the office, not some damn synthetic dick that ran on batteries. She’d hoped the shower she’d taken after her nap and the removal of the red tresses between her legs would’ve done the job of both relaxing and making her body more sensitive to her own administrations, but it was to no avail.  She’d been pumping her own aching pussy for the past forty-five minutes and she’d orgasmed three times, but she still burned. Logically she knew that it was the damn heat but it didn’t stop her from trying to ‘sate’ her hungry body. She had to get this heat under control before Dre picked her up, or she’d be tackling him to the ground and demanding he fuck her. Damn Richard to hell for placing her in this situation. He knew why she’d requested the time off.  He was a shifter too, for Christ’s sakes!

Lying on her bed, she gasped as the air conditioner kicked back on and washed over her naked body. Even the ice cold air hadn’t dimmed the waves of heat consuming her body. She’d even turned the damn thing as low as it would go. Her nipples peaked as the cold air rushed over them and again, she flicked the base of the rabbit. Low groans escaped her as the thick shaft inside of her sheath began to pulsate and move once more.  “Fuck! Why can’t it be enough?” Her low obscenity was fitting as she lifted her hips against her own hand. She needed hard driving sex - harder than what she was capable of giving herself. She needed to be dominated - to be held down and fucked by an alpha male. From her previous experience she knew that her wolf would only submit to an ‘alpha’, which confused the hell out of her when her wolf had set its eyes on Dre.  It‘s too bad Dre isn’t a shifter. With his arrogance he’d be an alpha for sure, and then I’d be able to understand her fascination with him.  

Rolling over, she shoved a pillow under her hips and rubbed her hard clit against the thick softness of her pillow before reaching behind her to twist the rabbit around so the ears of it were pressed against her tender asshole.  A deep groan escaped her as all of her most sexually aroused parts were being stimulated.  The coarse textured chenille spread on her bed was rubbing roughly against her nipples while contrasting violently with the softness of the pillow between her sweaty trembling thighs.  Damn she needed to come!

Rocking faster against both the pillow and her hand, she was barely aware of the thumping of her headboard against her apartment wall.  She gave a brief thought to her neighbor, but the devil in her hoped Dre was next door and assumed she was getting laid. It would serve him right to have to listen to her after he had the audacity to move in next door. He always had bigger and better ears than any human she’d ever met. Almost as good as her god-father, and perhaps if  he heard her it would force the idea through his thick head that she wasn’t interested in his overused cock.  

She was vaguely aware of her phone ringing on the stand next to her bed.  Ignoring it, as she grew closer to her peak, she let the machine pick it up. Her wolf sat up and howled as Dre’s frustrated voice filled her bedroom.

“Woman, are you trying to drive me insane? You’ve been fucking yourself for the past hour! You’re pressing my patience. Give it a break before I come over there and give you what you’ve been begging for each time you’ve turned me down.”

“Fuck you.” Even though he couldn’t hear her snarl, she wasn’t about to let the egoistical ass tell her what to do. She bucked harder against the pillow and vibrator, knowing the sound of her bed squeaking was driving him nuts. 

A low male groan echoed in her room. “But maybe that’s what you want, Hunter?  To have me break down your damn door and fuck you senseless.”  His voice was raspy and she thought she could hear the sound of his zipper being lowered. 

Oh my god, he’s playing with his dick. She tried to muffle the sound of her cries by burying her face against the chenille spread.

After seeing her best friend accept her brother’s collar, Kalinda Dorherty realized without a doubt she needed what Nisey had - a Dom who was willing to offer her more than a few nights of hot sex, erotic pain, and sensual submission. Unfortunately that left out the man she’d wanted for longer than she wanted to remember.  Joshuah Redding was her brother’s best friend and while he was wicked with his flogger and knew how to drive her crazy with desire, he refused to offer her a collar, claiming she was too young to tie herself to him.  So when the offer of an internship in Los Angeles came up, Kalinda jumped at the chance, leaving Chicago, her family and Josh behind. Now with her internship over, Kalinda was back home for the summer and has a decision to make. Did she take up the permanent job that her boss in L.A. offered, or did she find a job back in Chicago? She missed her brother and Nisey like the devil, but could she handle consistently running into Josh? Joshuah Redding was a man of deep needs, and while he’d hoped the time he’d given Kalinda to grow and experience was enough, he couldn’t wait any longer to claim what was his.  When he finds out she’s returning to Chicago, he knows it’s time to claim her - for good this time.  He has everything planned until the plane touches down and he finds out Kalinda has brought another man home with her…another Dom.  Now what the hell is he supposed to do?

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With the rope rubbing her clit, it had been all Kalinda could do to make it down the stairs into Caelan’s playroom without climaxing.  Desire had been her constant companion ever since Caelan and Nisey had outlined their plan to her.  When she’d spotted first Dominic and then Josh, her heart had nearly pounded its way out of her chest. She knew instinctively that Dominic had set this whole scene up.  “…the next time, I won’t stop him…he’ll be here…” echoed through her mind. Incredibly instead of fear, the desire running through her system doubled.  Her clit pulsed hard against the smooth feel of the nylon knot pressed against it. Digging her nails into her sweating palms, she tried to fight off the threatening climax.  She was so close.  Her eyes darted to Dominic as she tried to force back the orgasm that was hovering over her.  He was her master, and she couldn’t come without his permission.

In an attempt to stall her imminent orgasm, she turned away.

“Slave.”  Dominic’s stern voice had her trembling visibly.

“Ye-yellow.” Her gasped reply for a ‘slow down’ was barely audible as she asked for a moment to compose herself.  They hadn’t even begun to tease Dominic or bind Nisey and she was on the verge of losing herself.  How the hell was she going to torment her Master when she was worked up?

Large warm hands settled on her shoulders.  Thinking it was Dominic she lifted her head to see Josh’s concerned face. He swallowed roughly.  “I’ll leave if you can’t handle this, Spitfire.”

She took a deep breath and let out a deep sigh as the undisguised need in his voice stroked over her.  Her instinctive need to give to him overwhelmed her.

When another hand cupped her cheek, she looked up and into the dark eyes of her current Master. The look in them begged her to trust his judgment.  She finally relaxed between the two of them and let their overwhelming presence sooth her.  While the desire to tease and torment both of them was still there, she felt uniquely balanced in a way she’d never felt before.  Despite the fact she felt she’d failed Josh in the past, those memories had no bearing on the way the two of them made her feel at this particular moment. The two Doms together were a heady intense sensual combination as they focused on her. How would she survive this?

“What level are you at, chérie?”

“Yellow, Master. Please…” 

“I’ll leave.” Josh’s shoulders slumped as he removed his hands from Kalinda’s shoulders. He stepped back then turned dejectedly to leave.

Her panicked eyes found Dominic’s. She hadn’t been asking Josh to leave! She just needed a moment to adjust.  “I…Master…please…ah, hell stop him, please!” 

Dominic barked at Josh’s back. “Stop!” 

Josh froze at the door. Dominic turned back towards Kalinda.

“Can you do this for me? You know I won’t let anything …” 

Kalinda placed her fingers over his mouth.  “I know, Master.”  She pressed her forehead to his wide chest and took a few calming breaths.  She was vastly aware that the balance she’d felt moments ago was gone now that Josh had moved away. Now she understood why Dominic had wanted this for her. Like any good Dom he knew what she needed to feel complete.

In the background she could hear Caelan talking to Josh, assuring him about giving Kalinda a moment or two to get her bearings. She was glad he was here to help. After only a few moments, she lifted her head off Dominic’s chest.

“Okay?” His voice rumbled in his chest. She nodded.  “I need to hear it, Kalinda. There can be no mistakes at this point. What level are you at?”

“Green, Master. He can stay.”