The Stallion (Billionaire Vikings Book 3) by S.M. Maddox

Author:S.M. Maddox [Maddox, S.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Magnus, then

Dominique was the most beautiful creature I’d ever seen in my short life. French, brunette, tanned caramel skin, and an ass as round and delicious as a two candy apples side by side, with tits to match.

I met her when I was 24; she was a freshman at Fries U; and I had just graduated and started my master’s degree. There was a program at the University, like a mentorship program. It matched participating students up with someone of an opposite major, so that both sides could gain a new perspective on their academic career.

Dad encouraged us all to do as many extracurricular activities as we could. I, being the oldest and most responsible, was the only one of the three of us who took his advice.

She was young, 19, but I didn’t care. I was 24, so it wasn’t a ridiculous difference. Dominique was feisty and wild, flirtatious and bold. And far more experienced than I was in the ways of life.

A first, casual meeting for coffee turned into rough, raucous sex on top of the baby changing station in the family bathroom. When we’d emerged, everyone in the café was watching us. The crowd consisted equally of either college students, who cheered for us, or senior citizen, who scowled disapprovingly. We were promptly banned by the manager, who acted like the only regret he truly had was not having a peephole installed in the bathroom prior to the show.

Soon after, like by the time we got to the car, I’d had her undressed again and flipped over in the back of my SUV. She ground against me as I suckled her tits, leaving them raw and bleeding.

Still she wanted more. More pain, more sex, more me, more everything.

I catered to her, turning a room in the basement of our mansion into a sex den. Feathers, chains, whips, queening chairs, riding frames, dungeon benches, BDSM swings. If you could imagine it, we had it.

She was fun, but she was over the top. The wildness of it all, I could do without it. Boring missionary was fine for me, but not for her. She said real women weren’t happy unless their darkest, most primitive desires of being conquered and fucked, were met with a man who could supply. I, in contrast, was fully satisfied after a good round of oral sex.

The next semester, Dominique let out a sob story about how she’d barely had enough to pay for her student visa, let alone housing. She needed a place to stay, and we had a mansion. She appealed directly to my dad, begging to move in with us. He told her she could have the pool house for the next few years if she needed it, provided she stayed in school and kept her grades up.

I’m convinced he only offered her a place to stay because he could see how stupid in lust I was. I had the stupidest, dopiest look all over my face anytime she was around, and Dad didn’t want to be the one to have to break my heart.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.