Page 31 of Saving the Sautiitions

I squeal as he growls louder than I’ve ever heard, scooping me up in a flash and carrying me into the room. He throws me onto the bed, and I bounce, laughing.

“On your stomach,now.” His words are growled, low and dangerous. I look up at him to see his chest heaving as he pants for breath. His shirt seems tighter, and his pants are tenting tighter than I’ve ever seen. My breath hitches when I meet his eyes, a sexy gleam in them as he growls again, not wanting to make his command twice.

I slowly roll over onto my stomach, and as I settle, he pulls my feet, dropping them to the floor. My arms are stretched above my head, and he presses a hand to my back, the other caressing my ass.

“Don’t. Move.” He smacks my ass with one hand to punctuate his command before he gets up, grabbing something from the bag. He ties my wrists to the bed frame, forcing me to stay where I am.

“Shouldn’t I undress first?”

He stops, looking over at me before he ties my other wrist down. “Don’t question me. You’ll do as you’re told, understand?”

He raises one eyebrow as he waits for a response, and I simply nod, unable to speak. His deep voice is demanding, his eyes piercing as he watches me. If I weren’t so turned on by his dominating and commanding personality, I’d probably be concerned.

He steps around behind me, and my skirt is thrown up onto my back. I gasp at the sudden cool air along my legs and backside. He caresses both of my thighs, his big hands slowly sliding up and squeezing my ass before he slaps it, hard enough to sting. I jump, but when his hands rest on my skin, warming and soothing, I moan, my body going slack against the sheets.

“What have I said about teasing me, Kari?”

I groan, expecting this to now take a very disappointing turn. “That if I keep doing it and don’t listen to you, you’ll give me nothing,” I whine into the sheets. His answering chuckle is dark, and my core clenches, weeping at the thought of not being filled.

“That’s right. You’ve teased me twice now, albeit the first time was an accident. Lucky for you, you’ve listened to my command, so youmaybe rewarded.”

I gasp, lifting my head from the bed as I try to look at him. “Please? I’ll do anything you say!”

“Good girl.” His words are low and guttural as he plunges two fingers into my core without warning. I gasp before moaning as I nearly come just from that. He pounds his fingers into me hard and fast. Within seconds I’m screaming my release, my body curling in on itself as my muscles clench, fluid dripping down my thighs.

“That’s new.” I hear him mumble as his fingers slide from my body. I’m able to turn just enough to watch as he sucks his fingers into his mouth, his eyes closing as he savors the taste. “So sweet.” He gives me a feral grin as he catches me watching, his hands dropping to his pants, and I hear them fall to the floor.

“You’re going to take this cock like a good girl, any way I serve it to you, got it?” He leans over, bracing himself on his hands over my body.

I pant as his breath brushes hair across my ear, my eyes falling closed. “Yes, sir.” I barely manage to whisper the words, but he hears them.

“Good girl.” He kisses my cheek, slowly wetting his cock in my essence before he slowly slides into me. He groans as he seats himself fully, leaning back to push against me.

My back arches, and I grip the restraints on my wrists, needing to hold on to something. He seems so much harder and bigger than ever, and I whimper in my throat as he pauses. What is he waiting for?

“Hold on, baby. It’s gonna get rough.” He growls as he pulls back, slamming into me, his pace punishing.

I try to scream, but my voice is taken from me as nothing comes out but air. My core clenches tight and stays that way as he beats his cock into me. He slaps my ass, rubbing the skin softly to soothe the sting. I feel like I can barely breathe. My body feels as if it’s exploding and squeezing tight all at the same time, and all I can do is hold on.

When he leans over, his teeth sinking into my shoulder, breaking the skin, I scream. Pain blurs into pleasure when his fingers circle my clit, causing me to come completely undone. My own fluids drip down my legs, and I can’t remember a time I’ve ever been this wet or felt this high.

His pace slows as he pulls his teeth from my shoulder, his tongue licking the wound as he slows to a stop, still buried within me. I pant for breath, my body completely slack. He slips his right hand under my head, holding my face up, as his left arm slides under my chest, his hand cupping my breast and holding my back to his front.

"Did I hurt you, Princess?" He kisses my shoulder again, squeezing me to him.

I shake my head and sigh, relishing the feeling of his skin pressed to mine.

He kisses my cheek several times before whispering in my ear, "I'll be right back to take care of you. Hang on."

His footsteps fade into the bathroom, and I hear water run. After a few moments, he returns, warning me before he cleans my body, sliding a warm cloth up my legs. Once I'm clean, he steps over to untie my hands. When I'm loose, my body sags and I fall to my knees, completely worn out. He carefully scoops me into his arms and carries me to the bathroom.

He sets me on the toilet, and I watch as he sprinkles some powder into the tub, bubbles forming under the faucet, the smell of oranges and rose permeating the air. I grin as I look up at him. Sweet man made a bubble bath with the same scents of my favorite calming tea.

He gently undresses me and himself before setting me in the tub. Telling me to hold still, he carefully brushes my hair, tying it on top of my head. He then does the same to his hair before sliding into the tub behind me. I rest my back against his front, my head falling back against his shoulder, our cheeks touching as he holds me close.

I sigh as my body relaxes into his, his tail lazily rubbing against my leg under the water. He rubs his nose along my cheek, whispering his love for me before kissing my head. My heart swells as I'm filled with an overwhelming sense of belonging. I have never before felt so loved and accepted, as if I completely belong. The closest I’ve ever been to a feeling such as this was working at NASA with Jeff. My life had meaning, I had a friend who loved me and was loyal. It was the most I could ask for from my life there.

This train of thought begins to lead to others, ones darker than the light feelings swarming my chest. I begin to question how my leaving has affected my people, my job, my family. Working for NASA, I wasn’t just a space captain striving to reach the stars. I was a researcher looking for answers in the universe to help us grow and move forward in life. Without me there to find the answers they need to evolve, will they succeed? Will NASA mourn me, or will they just find the next qualified person and move on as if I was nothing more than another cog in their machine?

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