Christmas came early for Doris (@mamaD8) Auctioned to the Protective Dom #BDSM @sirenbookstrand

Hello, lovely peeps, Doris here. I’m sure you heard me squeal last week, because Auctioned to the Protective Dom, book 4 in my Spectrum Auctions Series hit the #1 spot on the M/F Bestseller list at Bookstrand.

Woot!

Doubly exciting, because it’s still on pre-order. Jonas and Rissa’s story releases on 23rd December, just in time for Christmas. Seeing it doing so well, certainly gave me an early Christmas present J

So, without further ado, here’s an exclusive excerpt from Auctioned to the Protective Dom.  Be warned, it’s hawt 😉

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 “I see you like that idea, little one.” The approval in his voice pitched her need for him higher and she brought her arms down in an attempt to touch him. Jonas, however, wouldn’t let her.

“Let’s secure you a little bit more, and as your breasts are so responsive I reckon we should tie them too.”

Rissa didn’t think it was possible for her breathing to speed up even more, but it did so. Blood rushed in her ears, and in the next instant her arms were freed. Soft leather restraints wrapped around her wrists instead and Jonas’s weight rested on her torso for the short time it took to clip her wrists to unseen fastenings on the head board.

He gave a sharp tug to each arm as though to test she couldn’t get free, and Rissa moaned again when it dawned on her what the sticky trail of fluid he left behind on her belly was. His cock jumped and pulsed, as he trailed it higher, circling her nipples with what had to be the velvety head of his shaft. Jonas groaned and in the next instant his fingers, slick with fluid entered her mouth.

“Taste what you do to your Daddy, little one.”

Rissa sighed around the thick digits and eagerly licked them clean. His spicy, salty, yet strangely addictive flavor exploded on her taste buds, and Jonas swore when she bit down on his fingers, and then sucked hard.

“Minx.” She grinned around her mouthful, hearing the strain in his voice. “Two can play that game, little one. I wonder how wet you are for me. Time to find out, just as soon, as I’ve done this…”

Rissa would have bowed off the bed, had Jonas not straddled her legs again as rope encircled her breasts and ribcage. The slightly rough feel made her nipples burn and tingle, as he rubbed the rope across it, before tightening it either side.

“Oh, oh…” Rissa gasped the words in-between moaning around the red hot need his manipulation of her sensitive flesh did to her. There was pain as he tightened the ropes, pinching her nipples between two thin lengths of rope, and reaching underneath her arched back ran that length across to the other side. The more he secured her into that harness, murmuring endearments the more Rissa found herself slipping away. Deeper into the sensations of the rope caressing her skin. The pressure of her breasts, as they contracted and molded into the shape Jonas’s expert handling forced them into.

By the time the tugging stopped Rissa floated in her happy space, dimly aware of Jonas calling her his very good girl. Cool air whispered across her hot pussy, as Jonas pulled her jeans off, taking her soaked underwear with them, and she gasped as he spread her legs apart.

Something rough rubbed across her clit repeatedly, and Jonas laughed as she tried to wriggle away from it.

“You’re so fucking wet for me that my rope is already soaked. Someday soon, I’ll tie you in rope dress, with a length right through here.” He slid his fingers through her pussy lips, and Rissa bucked her hips upward, desperate for him to touch her clit and make her come.

“Not so fast, precious little one. All good things come to those who wait.” He laughed out loud at her frustrated moan, and then there was the feel of yet more rope, as he brought her knees up and tied her ankles to her thighs.

Once he was done the bed dipped again, as though he was sitting back to admire his handy work. Sure enough over the blood rushing in her ears, the frantic beats of her heart, she could just about hear his deep voice praising her.

“Such a good girl. If you could see yourself, all tied and open for me. And so very, very wet.”

He swiped his fingers through her wet slit, making her pant harder. Her pussy muscles clenched and yet more of her juices trickled down between the cleft of her ass cheeks. By all rights Rissa ought to have been embarrassed at how wet she was, but the approval in his voice left no room for self-doubt. Tied as she was, unable to move, unable to see, the only thing she could do was take what he gave her. Believe him, as he called her precious, and beautiful.

She felt him part her labia further, and his hot breath skittered across her clit. The little bundle of nerves contracted further. It already felt hugely swollen, as did all of her pussy.

“Such a nice, wet, juicy cunt for me to eat. I’ll give you permission to come, little one. In fact, I want you to scream, and gush for me as I claim what’s mine. Are we clear, girl?”

One maddeningly slow, long lick followed that strained speech. Rissa jerked as he circled her clit, but withdrew before she could go over that edge. Oh god, it wouldn’t take much at all. She was so aroused, so damn ready, it was a physical ache that made her muscles clench and her stomach quiver. Tingles of need shot out from her clit to every part of her body right up to her fingertips and the soles of her feet. Every nerve seemed alive and poised to send her body into complete melt down at Jonas’s command.

A sharp bite to the inside of her thigh focused her attention back on the man, whose erection was a hard rod probing her leg.

“Please, Daddy, I want… I need…ow.” Another, much harder bite to her other thigh this time brought tears to her eyes, only to be immediately replaced by joyful need as Jonas licked, and then kissed that spot.

“Answer my question, little one. Are we clear? And give me a color.”

[Siren Classic: Erotic Consensual BDSM Romance, flogging, food play, sex toys, HEA]

It’s a Dom’s job to protect his girl.

No one believes that more than Jonas Sorenson.So when he sees the shy little sub he has been trying to get close to for ages up for auction on the Club Spectrum stage, there’s only one Dom who will get her—him.

Rissa Nauenburg hates being the center of attention, so being on show in the auction proves too much for her. Caught in the middle of a panic attack, she has no time to appreciate the fact the one Dom she has been secretively lusting after for ages has won her.

Her distress makes Jonas more determined to protect her. It’s perfectly obvious to Jonas that someone in her past has hurt Rissa badly. Under the terms of the auction she is his for twenty four hours at least.

It’s game on to rebuild Rissa’s confidence and Jonas plays for keeps.

All Rissa has to do is let him…

 

Available from Bookstrand.

 

Have a wonderful Christmas, peeps, and do stay naughty!

 

D xxx

 

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