10. Alec

Chapter 10

Alec

T hat evening, Alec led Grier down to the dungeon. Club Southside was closed so they would have the whole place to themselves. As he opened the door for her, Grier stood frozen for just a moment. Alec took her hand and led her into the dungeon. The last and only time she had been here, she'd been single-minded in what she wanted and what she had allowed herself to experience. Alec meant to show her there was a whole lot more to D/s than that. Her wide eyes took in every minute detail of the smaller staging area as if she wanted to memorize it all. Yet when her gaze landed on him, he saw nothing but intrigue reflected back.

Alec guided her toward one of the leather upholstered machines, carefully explaining its purpose and usage. She listened attentively, asking questions that revealed an unexpected curiosity and eagerness.He realized he wanted to see her tied up, aching for his touch. He'd thought to give her a bit more time to settle in, but seeing the tension pent up in her body, perhaps it would alleviate some of her concerns and see the life they could build together. Maybe what she needed wasn't the gentle lover he'd been since their return, but the Dom who could see to all of her needs.

"Take off your clothes," he ordered softly, his gaze never wavering from hers.

"Here? Now?" Grier stuttered, her eyes flickering to the floor momentarily before meeting his again.

He gave her a pointed look and she swallowed hard, her hands moving to strip herself of her leggings and sweater. He was so glad they'd already had the safe sex and birth control talk, both agreeing to being exclusive and healthy with Grier on birth control and Alec not needing to use a condom.

It was an intimate moment, a dance of desire and apprehension that set Alec's soul racing. God he'd never wanted a woman the way he wanted Grier, and this was after more than a week of having her two or three times a day. It hit him like a sudden clap of thunder that it was because he loved her. Not that he was or could be falling for her, but that he was already down the rabbit hole, and he was deeply in love with her.

As Grier drew the sweater over her head, she revealed a delicate ruby red bra that did little to offer her actual support, but certainly made her breasts look amazing. But it was when she peeled off the leggings that he had to remind himself to breathe. Not only wasn't she wearing any panties, someone—he suspected Samantha—had instructed her in the proper grooming for a sub, which was to say completely bare.

"You're beautiful, Grier," he groaned. "Absolutely, stunningly beautiful."

Taking her by the hand, Alec led her to the sleek black piece of equipment against the wall. Whispering its function in her ear as he stood behind her, rubbing his hard cock—still trapped in his jeans—along her backside while he reached around to fondle her breasts, he could feel her shudder and saw a blush rise in her cheeks.

"You're not the least bit afraid, are you, Grier?" he murmured, his voice closer to a gruff whisper.

"Not at all. I'm told it's just a matter of the pain enhancing pleasure—a delicate balance that you learn to appreciate."

Helping her into place, Alec nodded, taking his time to adjust the equipment until it was perfectly suited for her curvy frame. His hands roamed over her body possessively, something he realized she enjoyed, taking care of every single strap until she was securely restrained.

Her trusting eyes shimmered with the promise of unknown exhilaration as she looked up at him, a soft plea on her lips. "It won't hurt too much, will it?" she whispered hesitantly.

"No, but if you need me to slow down, just say yellow. If you want me to stop, say red." He offered her a reassuring smile, stepping back to take in the entire image of her bound and waiting. The sight was almost too much to bear.

Alec slipped his knife out of the scabbard at his waist and slipped it beneath her bra, pulling it until the fabric broke. Now she was naked and waiting for his next move. He didn't intend for her to have to wait long.

Her breasts were huge, and Alec had already found he couldn't fit them in his hands even if he tried. They were also incredibly sensitive and responsive. He returned to her, reaching between them to roll her hardening nipples between his fingertips. The mere sight of the pleasure crossing her face made his cock strain against his fly, and he swallowed hard, trying to hold himself back.

"Have you ever had nipple clamps on?"

Grier shook her head. "No, I've only ever read about them."

Alec chuckled. "The experience defies description. You should enjoy it, I think, as you like it when I tug, pinch, or bite your nipples."

He'd come down and set up a tray with some of the toys he'd wanted to show her. Walking over to it, he picked up a pair of nipple clamps. He headed back to her, sliding the clamps into his pocket, running his hands along her silky-smooth skin. God, he loved the feel of her skin.

Her breathing became erratic as she wasn't completely sure what to expect. Grabbing one of her breasts, Alec sucked her nipple into his mouth before giving it a hard nip.

Grier's gasp filled the room, a mixture of surprise and pleasure that sent a jolt of arousal and anticipation through his system. Alec pulled back, releasing her nipple, which was now standing at attention, taut and begging for more.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out the clamps. "These," he said, dangling them in front of her eyes, "are going to make you feel so good."

There was an initial flash of apprehension in her eyes, but it quickly turned to lust as he explained the mechanics of it—how the pain was only momentary before it gave way to pleasure—trust replaced fear. With a nod from her, Alec attached the clamps onto each nipple, adjusting them until they were perfectly situated.

The gasp Grier emitted was louder this time, sending a delicious shiver down his spine. Her hands were clenched tightly by her sides as she took a moment to adjust to the new sensation. He could see her fighting herself not to wriggle against her bindings as she looked at him. Her nipples were turning the most glorious raspberry color, and he could see she wanted to feel more.

Alec stepped back to the tray and brought up a brand-new magic wand he'd purchased just for her. He picked up the harness and slipped the wand into it before attaching it to the binding around her middle. Sliding it into place, he pressed it firmly against her clit.

Grier's eyes went wide, and she gasped when he flicked it on. She began to writhe as Alec removed his clothes, taking his time to fold them neatly, placing them on the bench next to hers. He could tell the vibrations from the wand were already taking effect as her breathing became more ragged and erratic.

Alec placed his hand on her thigh, feeling the silky skin tremble under his touch. He increased the speed of the vibrator, eliciting another gasp from her.

"Don't you dare come until I tell you to," he growled at her, watching a shiver run through her body not just at the words, but at the tone of his voice.

Grier bit her lip and nodded, even as her face flushed with arousal.Reaching between her legs, Alec found what he wanted—a wealth of her natural lubricant pooling just inside the entry to her core. Her body arched up as his fingers found that place inside her, wet, ripe and ready. The wand still buzzed harshly against her, the sheer intensity of it causing her to writhe desperately. She was biting down on her bottom lip now, trying to prevent any more noises from escaping, but her efforts were futile.

Alec slipped another finger inside her, the slickness making it easy for him to pump in and out. Her walls clenched around him, and he couldn't hold back the groan at the tightness.

"Look at me," he ordered, his voice hoarse with desire. Her eyes fluttered open and met his, glittering with suppressed need. "Are you ready?"

She nodded quickly, not trusting herself to speak, but unable to prevent a small whimper from escaping her lips. Alec removed his hand and the wand from between her legs, swiftly replacing it with the head of his hard, throbbing cock.

Alec guided his cock to her core before thrusting deep inside her. A gasp was wrenched from her as he buried himself to his root, the heady pleasure of being inside her again causing him to momentarily pause to revel in the sensation.

"God, you're so tight," he murmured, beginning to rock his hips against hers.

Their bodies shifted against each other in a perfect rhythm, each thrust sending a jolt of pleasure through both of them. He watched as her eyes went wide at the stretch, her breath hitching with each move he made. Alec knew he could be a lot to take and loved watching her do so each time he entered her.

Her nails dug into the palms of her hands as Alec lifted her legs to wrap around his waist, a low groan slipping from her lips as he angled his hips to hit that sweet spot deep within her. When she squeezed around his length, he knew she was dangerously close to the edge.

Suddenly, he pulled out entirely before reentering her in one swift, harsh motion causing her back to arch with a surprised cry. Alec grinned wolfishly at the responsiveness of her body. The way she moved with him was addictive. He reached up to capture her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his. Grier was panting heavily, her chest rising and falling with each of her ragged breaths. He lowered his lips to hers, swallowing her moans as he drove into her harder.

"Do you like that?" he asked, his voice husky with desire. Her answer came in the form of a sharp nod as her eyes squeezed tightly shut. Alec chuckled before murmuring against her ear, "I want to hear you say it."

Her lips parted and the words tumbled out between breaths, "Yes...yes, Alec...please... don't stop…"

That was all he needed to hear to release the last bit of control he'd been holding onto. His thrusts became erratic but purposeful as he chased their high. Grier's body tensed, a clear sign she was on the brink of her release. Alec plowed into her over and over again, faster and harder.

Her body convulsed, and her gasps turned into screams as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. He watched with satisfaction, feeling simultaneously powerful and captivated. Her release was a beautiful thing to witness—pure, raw, and unabashed.

With every whimper, she clenched and unclenched her fists. Alec could feel his own climax approaching. Grier was a volatile force of nature he knew he'd never be able to resist. He gripped her hips harder, holding onto the anchor she provided in the storm of their shared passion. Grier's cries grew louder and then softened into a low moan—a sound that pulled at something deep within him and sent him spiraling over the edge.

With one final thrust, Alec groaned as his body shuddered against hers as he rode out the waves of his climax. Finally sliding out of her, he watched his cum pool at her entrance. God, that was a sight worth seeing. He pulled on his jeans and wrapped a blanket around her before releasing her from her bonds and the nipple clamps, catching her as she sagged against him.

"I love you, Grier," he whispered, unsure of whether she'd recovered enough to hear him.

Lifting her up, he took her back upstairs, asking Royce if he'd mind cleaning up his play space. It was something the Doms did for one another so the Dom who had a sub in his arms could focus his attention on her.

He took her into their room and sat in the large, leather wingback before the electric fireplace, cradling her close.

Grier's finger came up to trace his stubbled jawline. "I love you, too," she whispered.