Down in the Dungeon

       That aggressive nature found its way into a heated encounter there on the shore, with him taking her like the animal he knew he was. It was all he could do to not lose himself and bite her. The urge was stronger than ever before, and it scared the crap out of him. This he had to unpack before he went too far.

     “What time is it?” He’d knotted inside her again and she tried desperately not to say she knew what that meant. Melody prayed her birth control would work because him taking her like this was bliss incarnate.

    “Four thirty-four. Why?” She couldn’t tell him. Gods, she should have taken a scent blocker half an hour ago.

     “It’s nothing. I’ll be back in a moment.” She grabbed her daypack and moved into the tree line. Crap, she was screwed if he scented her fox and with all the sex, she was sure her fox would fly her colours from here to North Bay if it weren’t for the pills. She popped another pill and tried to hang out while it took effect. This was a mess she could have avoided.

    She heard him shout, calling out to see if she was okay. Melody called back to keep him relaxed and not worrying. If only her one wish was granted without the risks, she’d not regret anything. Not she’d honour this beautiful time no matter the consequences. She’d be proud that she went for what she wanted and got the time of her life.

    She returned hoping it was long enough, having sprayed her perfume over her. “You had me worried. Everything okay?”

    “Yeah, just picky where I go. If you know what I mean.”

     The day went on. Relaxing in each other’s arms, exploring nature together, both in their element. Melody loved this spot with its beach and rocky outcropping. The trees and flowers granting shade and comfort. It felt like she believed home should like for a shifter. Something, the den would never be. A building with a courtyard in the middle with apartments rising high.

    No, this is what a shifter home should look like.

    They ended the day by watching the sunset from the boat. Dinner at the cottage and relaxing by the fire. The hours crept by. She remembered her next scent blocker, and everything was perfect.

     “I have one room to show you, but if it makes you too uncomfortable, we’ll leave. But I want you to know me, unlike anyone else.”

     Melody frowned and let him lead her down the stairs into the basement. They stopped at a closed door. “Close your eyes.” She smiled and closed her eyes. What she’d seen of the finished basement was luxury, like the rest of the house. She wasn’t expecting to find a room dedicated to the erotic art. Her gasp was audible as she looked about. This was more her speed. Melody loved to give up her control and let someone else take over. She wandered the room, admiring the quality of the place. “You’re okay with this?”

    “You’ve been holding back, haven’t you?” She still wore her bikini as she laid herself over a bench. The display threw Malcolm into an aggressive need. He felt the need to dominate her as she lay there on open and on display.

     “Your safe word.”

     “Jewels for the queen.”

     With that said, he tightened straps over her wrists and ankles. His swim trunks hit the floor as he stepped back to admire her flowing hair, bare inner thighs, and breasts threatening to escape the tiny bra top. “You’re wearing too much.” He undid the ties of her bikini to reveal the offering of her lush form. He part the stirrups of the table and stood between her naked thighs. He contemplated how easy it was to get her here and how just positioned like this she was so needy for more.

     “You’re not a brat, but you need discipline, aren’t you?” Melody gasped when his hands caressed her inner thighs. “Look at this, practically begging to be filled.” With that said, he left his sight and returned with a blue dildo. “There’s no quickies remember? You can’t come until I say you can.” With that, he pushes the dildo between her folds and hit a button. The buzz hit her nervous system like a freight train. After so much sex, she was hypersensitive to touch.

     He smiled as his hands were now free to explore her body. She wanted this, he could tell. He suckled her breast, leaving slight bruises behind. Using a cat of nine tails, he traced her core and lower belly.

   With her nipple hardened to succulent peaks, he added light clips to them. She couldn’t lay still, and he watched her respond to him. Gods, he could see her setting into subspace already. Magnificent. Her mind going into herself. He added a blindfold to help with that. Now she could concentrate on the pleasure he would deliver. Taking his time, he watched her body as the dildo sent her need notches higher. He stroked his shaft, thinking about how she accepted everything he wanted. The fact she wanted it too. How had he not seen how perfect she was before this? He throbbed in his hand. His other hand reached out and gently pulled first one clip and the other. Later, he’d add weights. Picking up the remote for the vibration of the dildo, he changed the setting and smiled as she tried experienced the new setting.

     “I want you to tell me what you’re feeling. Let me know exactly what is happening in your mind, in your body. But you aren’t allowed to come yet.” He knew he was teasing her. She was close to thrashing in place. So responsive, it turned him on, turned his crank. Malcolm stepped back and took a cock ring from the drawer and put it on. Right now, he feared he’d lose himself before he finished with her.

     “I feel my thighs shaking from… from the vibrations. It’s making me twitch inside, like little shocks. I’m having problems thinking because it’s so much. After all, we’ve done it dragging me back. Making me feel, needing more! Please, I need to come.”

     He turned off the dildo suddenly. “I said you would come when I said you could.” He whispered softly into her ear. He watches her face, half hidden by the blindfold, run the gambit of arousal. He smiled, no exit words. Excellent. “I guess we need to take this slower. What to do you think?”