The Witch's Protector [The Protectors 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Doris O'Connor

Author:Doris O'Connor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2015-03-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Oh. My. God. He couldn’t mean that, could he? Yet, the pressure on her back keeping her in place and the lazy circles he drew around her clit told her otherwise. Pleasure surged through Joanne, and she whimpered her denial when he withdrew his fingers, after sliding them through her folds. The wet sound her pussy made as he took his thick digits away should have embarrassed her, but his deep rumble of approval left no room for that.

“Beautiful, little red. You’re so fucking wet for me.”

He pressure on her back ceased, and Henry tugged her up by her hair, and twisted her head round to ensure she could see him. Heat rose in her cheeks, when he showed her his fingers, glistening with her arousal, and licked them clean. His wolf showed in his eyes, and a deep rumble came from his massive chest. A sound not unlike a tomcat might make when he is happy, and the vibrations of that sound settled straight in her clit. She wriggled, and tried to squeeze her thighs together to relieve that ache in her pussy, and his expression darkened.

“Oh, no you don’t, you naughty little witch. Your orgasms belong to me, and you will not try and get yourself off.”

In a blur of movement the hand he’d been licking clean swung to her ass, and Joanne screamed at the sharp pain that radiated up from her abused butt. Henry smirked, and maintaining eye contact with her kept on paddling her behind in a series of hard swats that seemed to go on forever. Joanne squirmed and screamed, and she was pretty sure she even pleaded with him to stop, but he didn’t pay her any heed. On and on the swats came until her whole body seemed on fire, and the pain morphed into something else entirely.

Just as quickly as he’d started, he stopped, and the stillness of the room seemed too loud. Joanne struggled to draw breath into her lungs, and she almost jumped off his lap, when his hot palms massaged her tender flesh, while murmuring endearments under his breath. His deep voice pulled her further into that strange floaty feeling, where sounds seemed muffled, yet every sensation appeared heightened.

When he ran what felt like one finger through her slit, Joanne jumped, and Henry chuckled.

“Oh, yes, time to make you truly fly, little red. I want you to come hard, and for as many times as I demand.”

He continued his slow strokes through her labial lips, dipping into her pussy hole, just enough for her internal muscles to clench around the invasion, and the familiar tingles started. Slowly, at first, and then in ever tighter circles of need, her body strained toward something spectacular. Over the roaring in her ears, Joanne concentrated on Henry’s voice, as he called her his good girl, and took her up the rungs of arousal time and time again. Each time he pulled away before she could tumble into her release with a stern, “Hold it girl, no coming until I tell you to.

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