Read Online Beauty Submits To Her Beast by Sydney St. Claire - Free Book Online

face between his hands. “Easy, little sub. You’re not helpless. You have your safeword. You hold all the power now.”
    His words, his low voice broke through the cloud of fear. Safeword. Red.
    She opened her mouth to use it then frowned. “Say that again?” How could she have power when she couldn’t even scratch an itch on her nose or ass?
    “If you accept this, you are handing me power and control.”
    “That makes sense. You hold the power, not me.” Tears threatened. She didn’t want to fail or come across cowardly, but this was too much.
    He thumbed away the single tear. “The power is yours. Your choice to keep or give. By giving control, you have the power because you can take it back anytime. I only receive it when you agree to give it or share it with me and only for as long as you wish.” He kissed her lightly. “This, if you choose to think of it as such, is your gift to me, one I’ll treasure always.”
    His words stilled and calmed her, and she recalled his explanation of what he called a power exchange. When he lifted his head, she stared into his eyes. “This is what you meant by taking control and power?”
    His hand covered her mound, his finger resting on her clit. “It’s one way, yes.”
    “And I get—”
    His mouth curved. “Candy, my gorgeous sub. Lots of candy.” He pinched her swollen nub lightly.
    Caitie gasped. She wasn’t totally happy, even if she did want more of those fantastic orgasms. “House number four better have some prime goodies.”

Chapter Six
    Damon chuckled, leaned over, and kissed her hard and deep. “I think house four might have the best treats yet along with some fun games to be played.” He saw through her attempt at humor. She was afraid and unhappy with what he asked of her. Her spunk and bravery earned his admiration and made him determined to show her that her trust in him was well placed.
    “Maybe I won’t play,” she muttered. “See how you like them apples.”
    He cocked one brow. “Excuse me?”
    “Oh, sorry. See how you like that. Sir.”
    Holding her gaze, the combination of rebellion, lust, and fear made him determined to give her the best orgasm yet and prove to her that he’d take care of her every need. He slipped his finger inside her quivering pussy, pulling cream to slick her hard nub. The muscles of her abdomen tightened, but she didn’t speak.
    Damon couldn’t help smiling when he noticed she had her lips firmly clamped shut. His blood quickened. His sub continually surprised and pleased him. He’d been prepared for her to use her safeword and halt their session. And he wouldn’t have pushed her. He’d known this might be too much, too soon, but he wanted to see how much control she’d relinquish.
    So far, she’d held nothing back, and that thrilled him more than it should. Her trust and willingness to place her well-being in his hands was a gift unlike any other he’d received. Her bravery, even if given unwillingly, earned his respect.
    “I promise you’ll like what I do to you.” He rubbed her clit, loving the feel of her as much as the flash of pleasure in her eyes.
    “Maybe I’ll just lie here and take it.” She swallowed a moan.
    Damon laughed. “Ah, a challenge.” He understood her perfectly. She’d given him control of her body but not her mind. “Now this is a good game for our Halloween trick or treating theme. Shall we see how long it takes for you to scream and beg?”
    He eased his finger through her folds and circled her weeping pussy. She shuddered and couldn’t stop from clenching her muscles and jerking her hips upward, but she remained stubbornly silent.
    Unable to resist, he knelt between her legs and fastened his mouth over her clit. Her cry burst out of her and sent a jolt through his balls and into the tip of his cock. Fuck . He might be pushing her to her limits, but she’d shoved him well past his. He sucked and licked, drove her hard and fast. Her clit swelled, and her whimpers were