Read His Indecent Secrets (Bound and Shackled to the Billionaire, BDSM Erotic Romance) Online

Authors: Aphrodite Hunt

Tags: #ransom, #rescue, #submission, #bondage, #domination, #erotic romance, #bdsm, #escape, #billionaire romance, #kidnap, #oral sex

His Indecent Secrets (Bound and Shackled to the Billionaire, BDSM Erotic Romance) (6 page)

He seems to want a quick release this time, perhaps sensing that they don’t have much left together. He thrusts his hips upward to meet hers – stroke for stroke. She matches him. Her downslide into his upslide. Her hands clutch at his shoulders for leverage as she increases her rhythm. She cries out with each crunch of her muscles, and he grunts and breathes heavily into her neck. He nuzzles her skin, softly licking her sweat off with his tongue. And then he bites softly down into her flesh.

“Ahhh,” she moans.

She throws back her head and allows her orgasm to crash through her body. At the same time, he gives a strangled cry and jettisons his fluids into her. He’s so deep that that she doesn’t even feel the spurt. Whatever he has gushes into the deep, deep secret hollows of her womb – so deep that she can feel him quaking her soul.

She contorts and arches her back. She cries out again and again with the spasming of her pelvic musculature. The florid sensations worm into every part of her, assaulting her spine and zooming right up to the part of her brain that logs for lust and satiety.

She collapses on top of him, her forehead on his sweaty, heaving shoulder and her tousled damp hair flowering over his skin. Their harsh breathing echoes one another – twin concerts of taken and given pleasure. She feels his semen trickling out of her and she basks in the orgasm’s afterglow, slowly recovering her senses along with the realization that this may be their last act of love with each other.

He bends his head to kiss the side of her face. She turns her head again to engage his mouth in another spellbinding kiss.

“I love you,” she whispers against his lips. “I don’t care if you don’t love me in that way. I just wanted to say it again.”

Indeed, her heart swells with a piquant resonance that cannot be quenched.

He says, “The last woman I said those words to . . .
died
in bad way.”

Yes, she knows.

Now he’s afraid to say it anymore.

It doesn’t matter, she tells herself. What matters is that they are both still alive and with each other.

He says, “This contraption I’m in . . . the way I’m tied up now . . . it was how Alia’s father punished me when he found out I was fucking his daughter.”

The slow horror that is simmering below the surface is starting to seep out from within her bones. She did suspect there was something amiss.

“He’s reenacting everything that happened?” she whispers.

“Yeah, there’s more where it came from. A lot more.” He grimaces.

The sound of a key in the lock of the dungeon door alerts them. She quickly gets off him. His cock is still semi-hard and wet from their collective juices, leaving anyone who comes in with no doubt whatsoever as to what they have been doing.

She expects to see Hugh, so she’s taken aback when someone else appears at the doorway. Someone who is shrouded in diaphanous white veils and a long robe. Not a he but a she. The skin of her face is dusky in the half of her face which is exposed. The other half is covered by an obsidian mask. Her eyes are a soft doe-like brown.

The woman says to Channing, “I wanted to see you for myself, you monster.”

Susan flits her gaze to Channing’s face and takes a step back in alarm. Channing has gone as white as a ghost. And it would appear that he has seen a ghost because the next word that comes out of his mouth affirms it.

He says in shock, “Alia?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

EROTICA BY APHRODITE HUNT

 

The ‘Bound
and Shackled
to the Billionaire’ series

His Indecent Proposition

His Indecent Demands

His Indecent Desires

His Indecent Secrets

 

The ‘Initiation’ series

Open Your Legs for Me

Blindfolded and Spread-eagled

Thighs Wide Apart

Teacher, Please Spread my Pussy

The Final Initiation

The Initiation: A Bundle of 5 Stories

 

The ‘Initiation 2’ series

Open Your Legs for my Family

Bend Over for my Family

Publicly Display Yourself for Me

Sex Slave at Sea

Paraded before the Billionaires

Sex Slave at the Auction

 

The ‘Initiation 3’ series

Sex Slave to the Dictator

 


The Royal Captive’ series

Prince Miro’s Capture

Prince Miro’s Submission

Prince Miro’s Enslavement

Prince Miro’s Punishment

Prince Miro’s Escape

Prince Miro’s Final Confrontation

The Royal Captive: Vol 1 to 3

The Royal Captive: Vol 4 to 6

 

The ‘Naughty Nymphomaniac’ series

I was a Naughty Nymphomaniac

Officer, Please Spread and Cuff Me

Gang Banged by the Chain Gang

Tempting the Hot Navy SEAL

 

The ‘Delicate Piercings’ series

Her First Clit Ring

Her First Clit Ring 2: Menage

Her First Clit Ring 3: Desensitization

 

The ‘Undercover’ series

Undercover: Exposing the Bad Doctor

Undercover: Stealing from the Sexy CEO

 

The ‘Alien’ series

Trapped with Sex-Starved Aliens

Trapped with Sex-Starved Aliens 2

 

Hot, Wet and Steamy
(individual stories)

When He’s Inside You

My Stepson is a Naughty Stripper

The Gorgeous Naked Man in my Storm Shelter (Erotic Suspense)

 

WORKS BY ARTEMIS HUNT

 

EROTIC ROMANCES

 

The ‘Inhumanly Handsome, Humanly Flawed Alpha Male’ series

A Virgin Enslaved

 

The ‘Maid for the Billionaire Prince’ series

Mysterious Desire

Forbidden Desire

Infamous Desire

Royal Desire

 

ROMANCES

 

The Body Snatcher Wears Lipstick

Snow White and the Alien

 

Dear reader, as this list is not always comprehensive due to more stories being churned out after this point in publishing, please visit
http://artemishunt.blogspot.com/
and
http://aphroditehunt.blogspot.com/
for more stories and updates. I write as Artemis Hunt for erotic romances with a more romance feel and Aphrodite Hunt for pure erotica and erotic romances which are slightly kinkier. So please be aware of what you’re getting into, dear reader, when you read one of my stories. Thank you so much for your support.

EXCERPT FROM ‘DOMINATING GRACIE’ BY LILIANA HART

 

Gracie McGuire liked it rough.

 

So you can imagine her disappointment when her current lover continued to plunge in and out of her body with all the enthusiasm and finesse of a lame horse put out to pasture. Her lover’s sweaty, going-to-flab, body was a testament to too many hours behind a desk, and his farmer’s tan was attributed to too many business meetings on the golf course.

 

John Johnson was a stud in the banking world, but he was a dud in the bedroom.

 

Gracie watched with detached amusement as he gave a final thrust and groaned out a climax. His face mottled bright red with the exertion of success and the veins in his forehead bulged. She thought briefly of faking her own orgasm, but decided he was already past the point of noticing that she hadn’t been satisfied. At least he was starting to last a little longer. She’d had time to go through her entire grocery-shopping list before his
Big Finish
.

 

 “Oh, Gracie, you are one hot little number. It just keeps getting better and better,” John panted, giving her breast one last squeeze before he pulled out of her and discarded the condom.

 

“Mmmm,” she moaned and rolled her eyes. It wouldn’t do any good to expound on his false virtues. His ego was already inflated enough. Not to mention she was afraid if she opened her mouth to speak she’d tell him how much she hated being called a hot little number in that condescending Texas drawl. She was a tax attorney for God’s sake, not an exotic dancer.

 

John flopped down on the bed beside her and was almost asleep before she’d turned onto her side to face him. “Don’t forget we have that dinner tonight,” he mumbled. “There will be a lot of important clients there.”

 

“I know,” Gracie said, annoyance lacing her voice. “You sent the invitation to my office a month ago. I’ll be representing Decker, Deets and McGuire if I can live up to your expectations. I might even make it through the night without embarrassing you or my firm.”

 

“Now, honey, don’t take that tone. You know that’s not what I meant. Any man would be lucky to show up with an intelligent, beautiful woman like you on his arm to an event like this. You’ll make me proud. Just make sure you wear something conservative.”

 

Because I always dress like a slut at business functions, you moron.

 

“I have just the thing in mind,” Gracie said in a breathy tone that would have done Marilyn Monroe proud and fluttered her eyelashes. She leaned over John’s still form and bit the lobe of his ear gently.

 

“Now Gracie, honey, you’re going to have to make due with what you just got. I’ve got to rest up for tonight. I know you’ve been reading those magazines about multiple orgasms and such, but the same just isn’t true for a man. Maybe if you’re real good tonight I’ll be in the mood again when we get home.”

 

“How about if I don’t wear any panties under my conservative dress and you fuck me in the elevator,” Gracie whispered. She found satisfaction as John’s breath hitched just a little at her suggestion. There might be hope for him after all.

 

“There are cameras in those elevators.”

 

“Even better,” she said, taking a firm grip on his flaccid penis.

 

“You’re not thinking of your career,” John stammered. “Or mine either. What’s come over you, Gracie? This is crazy talk.”

 

“I heard how excited you got when I suggested you fuck me in the elevator. Everybody has an adventurous side, John. Sometimes it’s just a little suppressed. Does the idea of me having a kinky side turn you on?”

 

Gracie held down John’s hands next to his body as she rubbed her body against him and kissed him hungrily. She licked her way down to his chest and nipped lightly at his nipples with her teeth before kissing her way down to her ultimate goal.

 

“Yes,” he whispered.

 

“What was that, John? I didn’t hear you.”

 

“I said the idea of you having a kinky side turns me on,” he said louder, with more conviction, as if he were trying to convince himself.

 

Gracie felt the wetness between her thighs and knew John wouldn’t deny her satisfaction this time. She’d see to it herself.

 

“Would you like me to tell you about my kinkier side?” she asked, taking his hardening cock between her lips and swirling her tongue around the bulbous tip.

 

“Y…yesss,” he hissed, gritting his teeth at the onslaught of new pleasure. Gracie worked him in her mouth a little longer before she spoke of something she’d never told anyone.

 

“You see, John, I have these fantasies,” she said, working him with her hand and cupping his sac gently in the palm of her hand. “In my fantasy, a masked stranger comes out of nowhere, ripping at my clothes and pressing his hard body against me. I scream, but that only makes his cock harder. He likes it when I fight him. He might even have to punish me a little. You see, in my fantasy I like to be dominated. Do you want to be my stranger and make my fantasies come true? Can you imagine what I’d look like tied to your bed? Black satin sheets beneath my pale body, a blindfold covering my eyes and my limbs straining against the handcuffs that hold me captive?”

 

John gasped aloud, and Gracie smiled as he hardened further in her hand. So much for men needing recuperating time, she smirked.

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