Page 52 of Hers to Claim

“She’s going to spank the hell out of this fine ass in just a minute, but first, I want you to pull down your pants a little so she can see that gorgeous dick of yours.”

Dante pulled down the waistband of his pants with a shaking hand until his cock sprang free. He was hard and ready from Cisco’s teasing.

“Now give yourself a nice hard squeeze at the base.”

Dante grabbed the base of his cock and squeezed until he groaned.

“Jerk yourself just like you did last night when you were thinking about her.”

A blush rose into Dante’s face, but his hand started moving with long, sure strokes. Mari had to bite back a moan. She thought of him in bed touching himself and felt an irrational growl of jealousy rise up.

“Get on that bench and close your eyes. Leave the pants here.”

Dante moved the moment Cisco let go of him. He headed to the bench Cisco had indicated and arranged himself facedown. The bench was designed so that his torso and head were supported as he bent forward and his knees rested below on padded arms that held his legs open. Several bars along the sides at a variety of angles looked like handholds.

Cisco came back with several things he’d collected from different areas of the playroom and placed them on a nearby table. Mari glanced over the assortment, her magic strumming in her chest as she cataloged them.

Cisco crouched in front of Dante. “I’m going to restrain your arms and legs. Is that okay?”

Dante started nodding before Cisco even finished the question and then remembered that Cisco liked confirmation out loud. “Yes,” he said in a whisper.

“What’s your safeword?”

“Tulip.”

“You want a fast or a slow burn today?”

“Fast.” Dante shivered and then added, “Please, Papi.”

Cisco smiled, slow and hot. “Understood.” He moved off to secure Dante’s hands and feet with leather cuffs he’d brought back with him. “Is that too tight?”

Dante tested the restraints and then rasped, “No.”

“Okay, we’re going to tune him up fast today, so we’re starting with this,” Cisco said as he moved back to her. He showed her a wooden paddle about as big across as her spread hand. “You’re going to start out like this.” He swatted one of Dante’s exposed butt cheeks and it made a satisfying smack, ignoring Dante’s surprised groan.

“Work over his entire ass and the backs of his thighs. Don’t go higher than here.” Cisco indicated a spot below where Dante’s hipbones protruded. “Keep it on the meaty parts.” Cisco handed her the paddle and stepped back to observe.

Mari surveyed the bounty before her. Dante was well-muscled and thick in all the right places. He looked like a meal set out just for her. Her mouth watered as her eyes moved over his golden skin, the anticipation growing. She drew back her arm and began.

She set a quick pace, starting off a bit softer before settling into the right intensity. The moment she hit the right strength she knew it, because Dante grunted. She worked that way for a while, her body warming and her magic humming along to the beat of the paddle.

“Okay, take a break,” Cisco said.

She stepped back, her breath coming in a hard pant. Dante’s ass and thighs were a glorious shade of red. Pride swelled in her chest as she watched him writhing on the bench as much as the cuffs would allow.

“You ever used one of these?” He held up what seemed to her a very large silicone butt plug. Lube already glistened over the entire bulb.

She shook her head.

He handed the plug to her and moved behind her. When she stepped closer to Dante, he wrapped his arms around her and grabbed her left wrist, placing her hand flat against Dante’s ass. Dante hissed a harsh breath.

Cisco chuckled. “That’s why we paddle first. Look how sensitive he is.”

Mari stroked her fingers over the heated skin until Dante trembled.

“That’s perfect,” Cisco purred. “Now we take this and put it right here.” He guided her other hand until the plug was lined up with Dante’s hole and then pushed forward gently.

Dante groaned, his entire body clenching against the intrusion.

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