Curves for Breeding: Bred to Surrender (BDSM BBW Erotic Romance) Read Free Page A

impossibility.

    I know this isn't right. He can do anything to me in these shackles and I won't have the chance to say no. But...I just can't stop my hands from sliding into the cool oak, letting him close them and snap the locks shut, anything for him.

    Anything for a small sample of his fiery seed. I can take a risk for a chance at the perfect baby.

    Leo smiled, warming her with his hardened face. He watched her wriggle her hands – testing the constraints he had given her. She couldn't move them more than half an inch.

    “ Now, close your eyes. It's about to get a whole lot darker.” He stretched her panties, tearing them in two. The wet spot in the middle formed a target for the back of her head. Leo pushed them across her head like a sling, winding the rest around her eyes and tying them near her temple.

    Darkness. Everything is gone now, and I'm at the mercy of this man. Will I even see his milky batter spilling from my mold?

    She wondered if she had made a wise decision, tiny daggers of doubt still at work. The pleasure that came next drew them out of her skin.

    Leo's strong arms spread her legs wide, enough to stuff his face back into her sex. Tongue and fingers forced her into a steady leather. Her thigh muscles tensed and wobbled, cooked to tenderness by his unstoppable movements.

    Her tremors only increased his eagerness to lap up her slickness, driving his hands into her. Anything to feel her warm velvet, the ground he would soon occupy and saturate with his seed.

    “ I can't stop it!” She shouted, the only warning before orgasm thundered through her body. Heather's head pressed into the hard headboard, until she saw stars exploding across the screens of her lids.

    Leo's lips molded to her clit and sucked, gently grinding his teeth around her mound, pushing her headfirst into the explosion. Her sex gushed, drooling on his fingers, imprinting her musk upon his flesh. He felt it enter through his pores, like a powerful driving him onward.

    She lay back in silence for a minute, panting when it was over. Her thighs continued to squeeze and release every few seconds. She needed more rest, but that was all he gave her.

    Before she knew it, his hard legs were between her thighs. A great bulk shifted above the makeshift blindfold. The hardest, strongest part jutting from its center was pressing toward her.

    The huge shaft she had witnessed earlier stretched her when there were just three inches curled inside. He penetrated her hard and fast, allowing little time to adjust to his great size.

    Leo knew that her body would take it, fighting through its discomfort. He saw the way she reacted to him. Heather would do anything – anything – for his sperm. A temporary flash of pain would be no obstacle.

    Heather's lips quivered as he started to thrust. It felt like heavy bags were plowing into her soft skin, like thick bags filled with warm oil. She only realized they were his balls when he picked up his pace, the same thick testicles that would pump her full of life. They brushed the soft pocket below her slippery sex, sticky with sweat and leaking juices from her slit.

    “ Ohhh...not so fast. You're so big, Leo. It's hard to take at once.”

    He picked himself up and rammed deeper, smashing his thicket of trimmed pubic hair toward her aching clit. “It'll be harder still in a second.”

    A loud gasp tore from her throat as he lifted up and plunged back down again. Soon, her squeals matched his thrusts. His masculine groans added thick, rough notes to the music they were making, blaring above the trumpet of her sounds and the cracking of the mattress.

    Leo tore forward without a care, fully in dominant mode now. Beneath him, her face looked like a frozen mask; blind, but locked in passion. Sweat ran from her brow, disappearing into the panties draped over her eyes, and her lips had taken on a reddish sheen as they swelled with excited blood.

    “ That's it. That's it,” he whispered. “Tell me