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  After saying the words, Zane took Serena’s mouth in a kiss so sizzling hot he couldn’t help but grind his rock-hard cock against her. The brief, heated taste of her lips was enough to quench his thirst for the moment, enough to allow him to drag her back to the room. He had an interesting and fulfilling night planned for his new bride.

  Zane wasted no time getting to their room, quickly closing the door behind them. Serena kept her eyes trained on him, never once straying to the opulent surroundings of the room. For a moment he thought to ask her what she thought of the place and all he’d done to make it special for her—for them. Looking deeply into her eyes once again, Zane decided against it. There would be time enough later.

  “Do you have any idea how beautiful you look?” Her dazzling green eyes were locked on his. “I couldn’t have waited another minute to have you to myself.”

  Zane watched Serena’s eyes widen at his words. Her cheeks flushed then her eyes lowered. Heavy-lidded and aroused, they told a story without the benefit of words.

  “Come to me,” Zane commanded, holding his arms open until she flowed into his hold.

  Breathing deeply of her womanly scent, Zane lifted his hands to her shoulders and, with deft fingers, began lowering the tiny straps holding her dress in place.

  It was slow going and took every ounce of Zane’s willpower not to rip the dress from her body. To appease his need to touch, to taste, Zane lowered his head possessing Serena’s mouth with a need they both knew well.

  She tasted sweet, her lips soft and warm. She lightly flicked her tongue across his lower lip just the way he liked. The way she knew would drive him insane with need.

  Zane took possession of the kiss, deepening the strokes of his tongue in her mouth. When Serena’s body melted against his, Zane left her mouth. His lips sought the curve of her jaw then moved with slow, languorous movements to the lobe of her ear where he nipped and sucked until she was writhing against him, tiny mewling sounds coming from her parted lips.

  When the silky fabric caught on her nipples, Zane groaned then stripped it from her body allowing it to fall around her feet like a shimmering pool of champagne. Her barely there thong panties and lace-top hose held up by garters set his senses reeling, making it virtually impossible to keep in control. Serena stood before him, completely nude except for her garters, hose, thongs and shoes. He liked the look and decided to keep her that way for now.

  Zane’s mouth watered to taste but there was still something he wanted to do to make the night unforgettable. He could tell his words affected Serena because her breasts swayed enticingly with every quickened breath she took. “But first I have something I want to give you.”

  Zane left Serena for a moment to retrieve the gift he’d tried to give her before the wedding. Holding the large jeweler’s box in one hand, he opened it with the other, watching her face carefully as he did so.

  As soon as the box was completely opened, Serena’s eyes snapped to his. Shimmering with unshed tears, she fingered the gold choker she wore faithfully.

  “It’s beautiful,” she finally choked out, no longer able to hold back the emotions coursing through her body.

  “It’ll be even more beautiful on you, baby.”

  Zane closed in on his new bride. With deft fingers he unclasped her intricate gold choker and replaced it with the new one he’d had commissioned as her wedding gift.

  The design was much the same with the main difference being in the multi-hued Black Hills gold. It looked stunning against her pale skin. Zane hadn’t realized he’d said the words aloud until Serena answered him.

  “Thank you. God, Zane, I need you!” The words were a mere whisper against his lips as she arched against him aligning her heat with the hardness of his arousal.

  “You’ve truly been mine for several months now, Rena, but today things have changed. Today, adding this ring to your finger…” he started, stroking the band of gold on the ring finger of her left hand. “It made me so much more aware of who you are. Who I am and who we’ll become together.”

  Serena kissed him again, deepening their passion until Zane had no grasp of time or reality, only of the woman in his arms and the fierce love he felt every time he held her, possessed her.

  “I’ll never let you go, I love you too much to even consider it.”

  Her lower lip trembled as she opened her mouth to speak but no words came out.

  “Mine,” Zane growled.

  “Yours,” she finally got out. “Forever yours.”

  Fishing in the pocket of his slacks, Zane pulled free a generous length of black silk. He lifted the piece of silk so Serena could see it. Her cheeks flushed and her nipples pebbled. Zane was sure if he traced a finger across the folds of her pussy, she’d be wet and ready and so hot she would burn him alive.

  “Turn around,” Zane said, his voice low and husky as he slid the blindfold over her surprised eyes. “I want you to concentrate on feeling everything I do to you, with you.”

  “Please, Zane.” The tip of her pink tongue darted out to moisten her lips causing his shaft to throb in readiness.

  “Around, baby.”

  She did as he asked. When he’d tied the length of silk snugly behind her head, completely covering her eyes, Zane lifted her into his arms, cradling her close to his chest as he made his way to the bedroom. He walked across the room and sat Serena down on a chair situated in the corner of the room.

  She sat just as he’d placed her. Her only movement was to cock her head to the side as he began to remove his clothes. Serena shivered when he moved closer to her, slowly lowering his zipper. He could feel her warmth. It was as if it came off of her in waves searching only for him.

  When Serena blindly reached for him, Zane grasped both of her hands in his. “Later you will be bound to my bed by the softest silk but for now you will only be bound by my words.”

  “No, Zane, I want to touch you,” she pouted. Her full lower lip protruded a bit, enticing him beyond belief.

  Zane wondered if Serena could hear him over the panting breaths, which seemed forced from her lungs. Leaning in close, he nipped her lower lip not bothering to sooth the small bite of pain with his tongue. His next words made her squirm in her seat.

  “You belong to me, Rena. This might be our wedding night but some things will never change. Disobey me and you’ll be punished. Do you understand?” Zane purposefully kept his words low with an edge to them.

  A sexy smile widened her lips as she answered, “Yes.” Zane couldn’t help but wonder if she’d push merely for the spanking that would result.

  “Good girl. Now put your hands behind your back and keep them there until I tell you otherwise.”

  When Serena did as she was told, Zane stepped closer gathering her face in his hands. The feel of her warm skin against his palms was familiar. The sensation of her warm breath as she parted her lips to allow the head of his shaft entrance was like heaven.

  “So hot, Rena. Do you have any idea how hot it is to watch my cock disappear between your pretty pink lips?”

  Serena groaned in the back of her throat at his words. She loved it when he talked dirty to her and he knew it. She pulled off his still-hard shaft then, grasping it firmly at the base, she licked in one long stroke to the tip paying extra-special attention to the very sensitive underside of his head.

  Zane was lost so deeply in the exquisite feelings her mouth on him were provoking that he never even considered punishing her for using her hands when he’d instructed her to keep them behind her back.

  “Is it as good as when I watch you sink into me?”

  Zane sucked in a breath at Serena’s provocative words. “I don’t think anything is as hot as watching me between your thighs except maybe to see your body struggle to accept me from behind as inch by inch of my cock disappears into your tight ass.”

  Her breath hissed out, vibrating along his shaft causing a tingling sensation to start at the base. Zane’s balls drew up close to his body warning he w
as getting close.

  “Beautiful,” he said as she swirled her tongue around and around. His fingers caressed her cheek, tracing her widely parted lips as they sucked and tasted him. One particularly strong stroke brought him closer. The light graze of her teeth against his sensitive cock head brought him to completion. His shout of release as he came in Serena’s mouth vibrated off the walls.

  Back to his senses, Zane was surprised to find he was still standing. His knees felt weak, his legs like jelly, and yet, his cock was still semi-erect. He was sure he’d never get enough of Serena O’Malley.

  * * * * *

  The room smelled faintly of roses. Not overpoweringly so, just enough to tease and tantalize her senses. Not being able to see was always hard to get used to but the reward was worth the sacrifice. It hadn’t even occurred to her to look around. All she could think of was Zane and the fact she was now Mrs. O’Malley. Nothing else seemed as important.

  Her body hummed with need. The taste of Zane alone was almost enough to make her come. Wound tight, Serena feared she might fire out of control if he didn’t do something soon.

  “Zane.”

  A brief second later he was at her side. “Tell me, baby.”

  Serena hesitated. Not because she didn’t know what to say or what she wanted but because her senses were so overloaded she couldn’t seem to put two words together much less a complete sentence.

  “Now, Rena,” he said, tweaking the hard peak of her nipple. The slight pain his action produced seemed to center her, yet it made her burn even hotter than before.

  “Make love to me, Zane. Please.”

  Zane helped her to her feet with a hand at her elbow then slowly led her closer to the bed where he removed her blindfold. It took Serena’s eyes a moment to adjust but when they did, she couldn’t help but stare.

  The room was huge. The bed she was sitting on took the whole center. Its four posters were draped with some frothy fabric giving it a very romantic feel but it wasn’t the room itself that had her mouth gaping open like a fish out of water, it was the fresh rose petals strewn about.

  With her shoes still on, Serena hadn’t felt them as she’d been led into the room but they appeared to be scattered everywhere and in all different colors. She turned to Zane who was watching her, a loving smile curving his lips.

  “It’s beautiful.”

  He kissed her tenderly then knelt before her removing first one shoe and then the other. “I know how much you love roses,” he said keeping his gaze locked on hers.

  Smiling back, Serena fingered the new gold choker adorning her neck. “And Black Hills gold.”

  Zane inclined his head then gathered a few petals in his hand before moving closer to her. His eyes never left hers. Passionate, intense, they drew her to him. Zane lifted a blood red petal between his fingers then traced it around her lips. Soft and silky, the scent tantalized her already heightened senses.

  Soon the crushed petal was dropped to the floor, a light kiss replaced it when he lowered his lips to hers. Afterward, Serena wrapped her arms around Zane, hugging him close, her cheek pressed tightly against the broad expanse of his chest. Serena couldn’t help but inhale deeply, loving his manly scent.

  Zane loosened her arms from around his waist then held her at arm’s length. “On the bed, baby.”

  Serena scrambled to do his bidding, hoping that soon he would touch her in all the places her body longed to be touched. Sitting in the center of the bed, Serena watched as Zane climbed up beside her. His body moved with grace. The muscles of his arms and chest bunched with his every move.

  Zane pulled out several lengths of the same black silk he’d used to blindfold her. Serena couldn’t help the excitement that coursed through her system as a result. She loved to be dominated by Zane, to give him pleasure and take all he had to offer.

  “Hands above your head, baby.”

  Serena remained quiet but did as Zane asked. Lying on her back, she stretched her arms above her head and waited with baited breath while he bound them together, positioning her body the way he wanted then securing her arms to one corner of the bed.

  “Now, Zane.” She felt on edge, so very close and yet so far.

  “Shhh,” he crooned as his hands roamed her body, warm yet firm.

  His fingers circled her nipples, never quite touching them. Serena couldn’t help but arch her back as she squirmed to get closer to his touch.

  “Touch me.” Her voice sounded husky even to her own ears.

  The next thing she knew, his mouth covered one of her turgid nipples. Teeth nipping, tongue lapping, Zane brought her to the brink then backed away.

  “Like that, baby?”

  “Oh, yes. More.”

  Zane lowered himself down to her, causing Serena to tense. He trailed her body with hands and lips until he was resting between her parted thighs. His breath was warm as it feathered across her mound.

  The first flick of his tongue sent her senses into overdrive. It wouldn’t take long before she was seeing stars, she thought as he buried his face against her heated center. Her internal muscles spasmed with need then clenched tightly around his finger as he steadily pressed into her.

  “Are you ready?”

  She could hardly think much less speak. Her body was moving all on its own, her hips thrusting in time with the movement of the finger he was tormenting her with.

  “Yes,” she gasped as his mouth once again found her clit, sucking hard.

  “Then come for me.”

  His commanding words sent her flying. The feel of his tongue stroking her intimately kept her there. Over and over, wave after insurmountable wave racked her body leaving her panting for air, her body limp and sated.

  Serena felt as though she was floating on a cloud. Her head was spinning with the strength of her orgasm and yet she was still ready, still hungry for more. Zane tugged her hands free of the bed then released them from the length of silk he’d taken great pleasure in using to bind her.

  She kept her eyes closed the entire time he worked to free her, the entire time he rubbed her wrists, caressed her arms and shoulders. When he lay next to her, gathering her close, Serena couldn’t help but wonder what was next. She lifted her head with plans to ask what was on her mind but Zane beat her to the punch.

  “Tonight is your night, Rena. To do with me as you please.”

  Serena stared at him wide-eyed. It had never occurred to her to want to take the upper hand in their sexual relationship. She enjoyed being possessed by Zane but there was a bit of curiosity growing within her at his words. The fact he was willing to give up control was mind-boggling. To think he loved her enough to allow her free reign of his body, of what would happen between them over the next several hours made tears come to her eyes.

  “Are you sure?” she asked sniffling back tears.

  “I’m yours, baby.”

  Serena decided it was too good an offer to pass up so she did the first thing that came to mind. The one thing she was sure would drive him absolutely crazy—she tied him to the bed just as he had done to her on numerous occasions.

  Not quite sure of what to do first to tease and erotically torture her bound captive, Serena decided to experiment. She trailed her mouth across his chest and lower, nipping and laving his flesh while he groaned and cursed.

  She came close but never quite touched all the places she knew would bring him to the precipice then push him over, wondering the whole time if he felt as out of control as she always seemed to feel when he had her in the same situation.

  When he was panting for breath, his hands still securely held out of the way, Serena straddled his hips then lowered herself slowly until she was completely impaled upon his shaft.

  Serena noticed Zane’s tightly closed eyes and the fine sheen of sweat covering his body. His hands were curled into fists around the ties that bound him.

  Leaning forward, Serena placed her palms against Zane’s chest and was met by the thundering of his heart.

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bsp; Zane’s breath hitched. “Damn. Fuck. So good, so tight…” His words trailed off with her languid, deliberate movements, furrows of concentration appeared between his brows.

  “Watch me,” she whispered, raising her hands to her breasts when he opened his eyes.

  Playing with her nipples, Serena proceeded to make Zane curse, groan and sweat, and she enjoyed every minute of it.

  “Faster, Rena,” Zane commanded, thrusting his hips up until he’d lifted her almost completely off the mattress.

  The movement caused his shaft to delve impossibly deeper, making Serena cry out. Her body was on fire and each time he sank home, it only became worse.

  “Oh, my God,” she panted, leaning into Zane for a kiss. She sucked his lip, ate at his mouth like a woman possessed.

  Breaking the kiss, Serena used a hand on his chest to lever herself back up. Once there, she fingered the sensitive bud of her clit while rocking against Zane in search of release. No longer able to hold back, she quickened her pace.

  “Oh, shit… Oh…” was all she managed to gasp as her body bowed. The nonstop spasms that rocked her internal muscles took her breath away.

  Zane’s deep growl warned of his imminent release. His cock swelled within her slick passage, every exposed nerve ending tingled with his movement. The warmth of his essence filling her sent Serena over the edge and into oblivion once again.

  Once again breathing normally, Serena untied Zane then snuggled against him. With her cheek to his chest, she could hear the rapid beat of his heart. She placed her hand over it, loving the feel of the steady staccato beneath her palm.

  “Done torturing me already?” His words ended on a breathless chuckle.

  Serena’s body tingled in places she didn’t remember existed. Her upper legs still trembled and twitched from riding Zane to completion. Her mind was working in slow motion, ready for sleep.

  “Um-hmm,” she muttered. “Too much work.”

  Zane kissed her temple lightly. “I love you,” he whispered. Those were the last words Serena remembered before drifting off to sleep in the arms of her husband.