#MWTease from Auctioned to Protect (The Spectrum Auctions, 2) #bdsm @sirenbookstrand

It's freezing here, as I type this, so, in an effort to warm us all up, I'd thought I would tease from my upcoming release Auctioned to Protect again.

In this scene Mike realizes the pleasures that can be had from giving up control. Not that he does so gracefully...
Be warned, it's hot!

*smiles*

“Hold your wrists out, brass.”

Scarlett’s tone of voice brooked no argument and he complied immediately, even as sweat broke out on his forehead. She wrapped the rope round his wrists and tightened it. The residual pain left over from his earlier injury flared into life and he crunched his teeth.

“Relax, brass. We’ve only just started. Wriggle your fingers for me.”

Cool hands stroked across his wrists and under the ropes, and he released his tense shoulders. That wasn’t too bad. His relief was short-lived, however. There was a whirring sound, and then his arms were yanked above his head. Higher and higher they went, until he was forced to scramble to his feet, and eventually his tip toes. Only then did the pressure stop, and Mike swore under his breath.

“Such foul language, brass. I see that I’ll have to keep that tongue of yours under control.”

The ice in her voice chilled his veins. There was the scrape of something on the floor and then Scarlett’s hot breath in his ear, seconds before she bit down hard. The sharp pain made him open his mouth and Scarlett wasted no time in shoving a ball gag into his mouth.

Mike yanked on his restraints, but it was useless. All he achieved was overbalancing and his arms screamed at him as they took the strain of his body before his toes found the floor again.

“Silly boy, stop struggling or you’ll hurt yourself. The only pain I want you to experience is the one inflicted by my hand. Is that understood?”

Mike grunted in answer and saliva ran down his chin as he struggled against the gag.

Scarlett wiped the moisture away with a cloth and pushed a soft ball into his hands.

“If it gets to be too much drop this, and I’ll cut you free. This will serve as your safeword while you’re gagged. Nod if you understand me.”

Mike let the ball drop immediately and Scarlett laughed. She scored her fingernails up and down his chest with what felt like enough pressure to leave angry marks.

“Nice try, brass. Drop them again without good reason, and you won’t like the punishment I’ll dish out.” She drew a path of pleasuring pain down towards his ass cheeks and squeezed hard.

“Such a delicious butt for me to play with. I have a new butt plug I’ve been saving for special occasions. It would make a fine decoration for that tight hole, don’t you think?”

Cold sweat broke out across Mike’s skin and he frantically shook his head. Scarlett’s musical laughter skittered across his flesh, and he grasped the ball in an iron grip when she gave it back to him.

“Much better. That wasn’t so hard now, was it, big boy?”

He managed a grunt in answer and again she laughed. The kiss took him by surprise. A mere brush of her soft mouth across his bottom lip and lower, she dragged her full lips down over his chin. Soft openmouthed kisses that nudged his arousal up again, as her hot breath left gooseflesh on his body. By the time she’d worked her way down to his cock, he was once again hard enough to pound concrete.

His whole body tensed when she kissed the tip of his dick and swirled her tongue around his foreskin. Taking the skin between her teeth she pulled and stars exploded behind his eyelids as he braced himself for the pain that never came.

Instead, pleasure coursed through him as she took him deep into the hot cavern of her mouth, so deep that he hit the back of her throat. Scarlett swallowed and then released him with agonizing slowness, before she repeated the process.

Fuuuuck.

The woman was messing with his fucking mind.

He groaned around the gag as Scarlett fondled his balls. She released his dick and sucked one of his heavy testicles instead, while her hands stroked up and down his cock. Her nails scored the thick vein underneath and his nostrils flared as he tried to draw in frantic breaths of air. Not knowing what she was going to do next was driving him insane, which was no doubt her intention.

Pain followed pleasure, as she bit the inside of his thigh hard enough to draw blood, whilst continuing to stroke his dick. Helpless to resist her talented hands, all the sensations merged into one until his befuddled brain couldn’t decipher what was pain or pleasure. His balls throbbed and his cock ached with the need for release, yet she kept him hovering on the edge. Scarlett withdrew every time he came too close to release and Mike uttered a string of swear words in his head.

Scarlett’s laugh whispered across the head of his dick, and she trailed kisses back up his torso until he felt her breath on his sweat-slicked skin. She was too small to reach up there, so she must have climbed on something.

“Poor brass, so needy, aren’t you? I’m rather fond of a large cock to play with, and yours is begging me so nicely. Tell me, big boy, do you want to come?”

Mike clenched his teeth and grunted a strangled yes past the gag, and the damn woman laughed at him. There was something teasing and lighthearted about it that deflated some of his anger. She kissed the side of his neck and a shudder went through him.

“If you’re a good boy, I’ll let you, but not until you’re fit to bursting. You’re going to have the best fucking orgasm you ever had by the time I’m done with you.”

Tough undercover cop Mike Anderson does not submit to anyone, let alone a pint sized bundle of curves with a Mistress complex, who stands for everything he despises about BDSM.

Thrown into a world where the rules make no sense to him, he has to rely on his instincts, and they all scream one thing—submit to His Lady.

Scarlett Simpson is one of the most feared Mistresses at Club Spectrum and she has a score to settle. Mike's atrocious behavior needs addressing. If only she wasn't so attracted to the big hunk of a man, and he didn't prove so utterly responsive. As she explores his boundaries through Shibari and Knife Play, Scarlett can't help but get emotionally involved.

Submission freely given is a gift she treasures, but can she trust Mike to stay around once the case is over? When danger comes knocking, will Mike be able to protect her, or will this end in tragedy?

Coming to Siren Bookstrand on March 11th

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