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Israel (The Adlers Book 8)(13)
Author: Avery Gale

“Where is your lot?” He was surprised to learn she’d made a land purchase since it hadn’t shown up in the background check.

“It’s next to Cam and CeCe’s. They bought several parcels through different holding companies to get around the purchase restrictions. It seems the covenants were written to keep people from buying up a huge chunk to insulate themselves. CeCe told me they weren’t opposed to having neighbors, they were simply particular who they were.” She looked over her shoulder and grinned, “I can feel your surprise. Don’t worry, your report isn’t inadequate. The sale was private. The contract and deed are being held by a bank until the last payment is made next month.”

“You’ve built a successful medical practice, repaid your student loans, and paid off a tract of land. Beautiful, I don’t think you need Bronx’s advice.” What she needed was a good business administrator to manage everything.

“You’re right about the business manager, but they aren’t easy to find.”

Israel smiled to himself. Bristol answered as if he’d spoken aloud—their connection was growing and was particularly strong when they were touching. Putting his foot between hers, Israel pushed her right leg to the side, so her legs were shoulder-width apart.

“Keep your legs open, Beautiful. We’re going to play a little. When I say we’re going to play, you’ll know it means we’re in a scene. The dynamic between us changes from mates to Dominant and submissive. Tell me, you understand.”

“I understand, Sir.”

Fucking perfect.

“Perfect response, sweet sub.” Unbuttoning the shirt, she’d chosen from his closet, Israel pulled the placket apart. Exposing her breasts to the cooler evening air, he rolled one nipple between his fingers, enjoying the way it tightened into a stiff peak. “I love how responsive you are. As a Dom, there is nothing more satisfying. As your mate, it thrills me to know your body recognizes my desire.”

Shifting his position, so his feet prevented her from moving hers back together, Israel wondered how long it would take her to notice the floor of his deck was glass as well as the sides. It was unlikely anyone would look up, and even if they did, only another shifter would have vision keen enough to see her exposed sex, but the feeling would still be the same. He didn’t want to share her, but he loved doing public flogging scenes. A naked sub, tied and waiting for his lash, was heady indeed. Israel could hardly wait until they could perform at Prairie Winds.

There was something about the energy from an audience—it was always a powerful force added to a scene. Even nonmagicals benefitted from the powerful dynamic, but the effect was most noticeable with magicals. Shifters and other beings with special abilities were particularly sensitive to changes in electrical fields, so their excitement was fed by that of an enthusiastic audience. He hoped there was enough residual energy from the city below to give her a small taste of how sweet exhibitionism could be.

Bristol looked down, and Israel knew the moment she realized how exposed she was, despite the considerable distance to the ground. His gorgeous sub was suddenly struggling to cover what he considered his to show off.

“Don’t move, Bristol,” Israel growled. “You are precisely where I want you.” She stopped moving, but he could feel the panic bubbling up inside her. “The only people who have a prayer of seeing you are other shifters, Beautiful. I am looking forward to showing you off. You are gorgeous. Lush, curvy, shining pink bits between the thighs of a real woman rather than a toothpick who spends all their time hungry—you are pure perfection. Stop believing what the magazines tell you is beautiful. Don’t worry about what other people can see. Your Dom is the only one who counts, and right now, I want you to focus on the pleasure.”

“Y-y-yes, Sir.”

Israel looked forward to the day she’d recognize him as her master. He didn’t want a 24/7 slave, but he’d be damned happy to know she saw him as the master of her pleasure.

“If I slid my hand between your legs, what would I find, Bristol? Are the folds of your pussy slick with your cream? I can smell your arousal—it’s the sweetest fragrance on Earth.” Sliding one hand slowly down her torso, Israel made certain he lingered over every curve. “Goddess above, you are a gift. Sexy curves, silky soft skin, and a brilliant mind. I’m more blessed than I deserve, but I’m not about to surrender a single godsend.”

When he felt her tremble in his arms, he knew it wasn’t because she was cold. Hell, heat was pouring off her. It was great to have a mate who was already a shifter. He understood exactly what her body signals meant and didn’t need to worry about how her body would react to being claimed. She was close to climaxing, and his fingers were still several inches above paradise.

Bristol’s faint whimper when he moved his hand from her breast was music to his ears. He was glad he’d had the foresight to wrap his arm around her, tightening his hold just beneath her breasts in case her knees folded out from under her, as he suspected they might. As an added bonus, her full breasts lifted in tempting invitation.

“You liked it when I pinched your nipples didn’t you, Beautiful? I can hardly wait to experiment with clamps. Have you played with them before?”

“Yes. No.” Israel smiled to himself—you have to love brilliant women. He’d asked two questions, and she’d answered both. Keeping his hands on her, he waited for more. He could feel her mind spinning and was more than willing to give her time to find the words she was searching for.

“I haven’t played with much aside from a vibrator and light paddling. I spent most of my time observing when I was at the club. The other submissives kept telling me to let go and just have fun with it, but having sex with someone I didn’t feel any connection with felt wrong.”

He was grateful she’d followed her heart. He’d talked to enough subs over the years to know how devastating guilt could be when they caved to peer pressure. Knowing Bristol stayed true to herself meant they had one less challenge to overcome.

“The connection between us is so strong, and I know you can feel the electricity it generates. Hell, we’ll probably set the place ablaze when we climax together. I want to give you a small sample of how great it will be. Lean your head back against my shoulder.” He didn’t want her falling forward. There was no way she could fall over the barrier, but she could damn well hit her head on the metal cap topping the glass wall. The satin curtain of her hair brushed against his cheek, making his cock swell to the point, he hoped there was enough blood pumping to his brain to keep him focused on Bristol’s pleasure.

As soon as his fingers moved between her legs, she sagged against him. The rush of cream washing over his fingertips was pure liquid silk. Her folds were swollen, and he vowed to repeat this as a mini scene in front of a mirror, so he could see her labia flower open like the petals of a rose. The ancients described a woman’s sex as a blood-red rose, and every Dom he knew agreed the comparison was spot on. Watching the petals of a woman’s labia fill with blood and fold back like a blooming rose was one of life’s most precious moments.

“There will be times, I want you to hold back your release, but that’s another day… another scene. Not today and not now. Come when you are ready and as many times as you can.” Using the calloused pad of his finger, Israel circled her clit until it was fully exposed.

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