United with the Family by Cherie Benjamin (funny books to read .TXT) 📖

Kane began to wake and as he did, he felt Ara’s warm, soft body wrapped around him, as if she was protecting him.  Who was this woman, really? From the moment he saw her he was lost in her beauty. Not just her physical beauty, but also the unbelievable invisible beauty of being a submissive.  He knew there was much more he needed to know about her, however, this would only add to the intrigue of her.

Slowly rubbing his finger over her soft, smooth skin, he was igniting the spark that seemed to always be there whenever they touched. Never had he felt anything like it, but he knew he never wanted to be without it again.  He had quickly become addicted to her, like a drug, and he would kill any motherfucking asshole who tried to take it away from him. He couldn’t help but think so, this is what’s like to be completely and hopelessly addicted.

"Hmm, Master...."  Ara moaned.

Kane looked at Ara's face and saw she was still asleep and dreaming of him; fuck, that was hot.

"Tighter, please, I need them tighter."

What was she dreaming about? By the way she was moaning, it was something she was enjoying very much, as evidenced by her hot pussy dripped against his leg.

"What do you need, my sweet?"  Kane whispered softly, hoping to not to wake her, but still hoping to get a response.

"Yes, I love the rope on my pussy."

Oh, she was dreaming of being tied up; well, that was one dream he could definitely make come true.  "Soon, my little sweet."

Kane reached down, found her wet, slick folds, and began to stroke them lightly.  He could not wait until they were in his playroom, where he would show her his technique for making her squirt.  Yes, he was proud of the fact that he could make most of his subs squirt their pussy juices. God, it was so hot to see.

"My sweet, wake up."  Kane said, as he began to rub harder on her delicate folds.

"Mmmm, so good."

Ara was having a wonderful dream; Kane was tying her with a rope and he had placed a piece along her pussy and pulled it so that every time she moved, it deliciously cuts into her, causing her to get wetter and wetter with every movement.  He then tilted his head back and took in a deep breath. When he opened his eyes, they were all black. He looked feral and he quickly lay down, pulled her pussy over his mouth, and began to lick and suck hard on her clit. As he licked, he pulled the rope, which was what she needed most.

Then, suddenly, it wasn't his mouth on her pussy, but his fingers, and they began to rub and tease her pussy.  Her orgasm was building; suddenly, she felt him pinch her clit, hard, and her body let go. Her orgasm washed over her.

"KANE!"  Ara screamed, waking up from her dream.  Looking over to Kane, she saw he was wearing his signature smirk. She smiled at him and blushed.  But, then she felt his fingers lightly caress her folds. Shit, it hadn’t been just a dream.

"My sweet, nice dream?"

Ara blushed again, and dipped her head.  God, she just had a wet dream while wrapped around him.

"Don't be shy, Ara.  That was one of the sexiest things I have ever seen.  I couldn't help but touch you. What was the dream about?"

"Well, it was about you."

"Yes, I figured. What about me?"

"You were, shit....."  Ara stammered, then closed her eyes, and tried to center herself.  A few seconds later, she opened her eyes with the determination that she would be able to tell him everything.  "You were tying me up and then you ate me out until I came."

Kane smiled.  He knew that this was all new to her, but he was happy that she could find the strength to talk to him.  She had the all the makings of becoming one of the best subs he had ever witnessed, if not the best. And, fuck yeah, she was all his.  Leaning in, he needed his lips on hers, but, as he closed in, she backed away. "What the fuck?"

"Morning breath."  Ara said, covering her mouth with her hand.

"I don't give a fuck what your mouth smells like. I want my motherfucking morning kiss, and, damn it, I want it fucking now."

Shit, every damn time he talked like that, Ara would get wet…she couldn’t help but wonder what the fuck was wrong with herself.

"Oh, my little sweet, you liked that, huh?"

"Yes."

Leaning in again, Kane captured Ara's mouth with his and commanded control over it.  He did not know why she thought it would taste bad. Instead, it was the sweetest, most delicious taste he had ever had.  After getting his fill, he lightly kissed her lips and then pulled back. "Never have I ever tasted any mouth as good as yours, even with ‘morning breath’."

Ara smiled.  "Sorry about earlier."

"I can understand, but please don't refuse me because of something as trivial as bad breath.  If there is something seriously wrong or if you just don't want to, please tell me; I promise I will never force myself on you.  Now, let us get up, take a shower, and begin our day. I'll call Janetta and have her fix us something to eat."

Ara looked at Kane. Jealousy tore through her.  "Who the fuck is Janetta? Another damn sub? Because, if so, I don't share."

Kane was taken back at Ara's anger, but, at the same time, he was extremely turned on.  "Watch your tone." Kane demanded. "She is not my fucking sub; she is my goddamn housekeeper.  And, for the record, I don’t share, either."

Fuck, fuck, fuck... Ara couldn’t help but think about how she was putting her foot in her mouth more times than she could count.  "Sorry....I…fuck, this is harder than I imagined."

Even though he was upset over her outburst, and he heard what she said, this was the first time she has been in an actual Dominant/submissive relationship. So, he not only needed to have a strong hand, but he also needed to be considerate of her newfound feelings.  "Ara, I know, but, together we will work on it, I promise."

Ara threw her arms around his neck and peppered kisses all over his face.  "Thank you, thank you. You are the sweetest, most understanding Dominant a girl could hope for."

Kane let out a hearty laugh and wrapped his arms tight around her naked body.  God, she was something else. "Okay, let's get going to that shower."

Finally, they untangled from each other and made their way to the bath.  Ara walked into the en suite bath and fell in love. It had two vanities, one had been clearly designed for a woman, as it had a stool where one could sit while applying makeup.  It also had a large sunken tub and an all glass-enclosed shower.

"It's wonderful."  Ara said.

"I'm glad you like it."

Kane started the shower, grabbed towels from the cabinet, and placed them on the towel warmer.  He took her hand and led her into the shower. He then proceeded to bathe every inch of her body.  As he washed her pussy, she jerked back. "Are you sore?"

"Yes, a little; I've never been with someone like that."

"I am sorry, Ara.  I should have been more careful, but, god, you make me so fucking hard. When I taste and smell you, all reason seems to leave me.  Shit, I know better than this; we should have talked more and discussed what your limits were. Fuck, fuck... I am such an asshole.  Please forgive me." Kane said, beating himself up for not putting her needs before his fucking cock. Fuck, his mentor would be so fucking mad at him, and he would deserve every minute of his disgust.

When Kane had decided he had wanted to pursue his Dominant nature, Nazario had him get in touch with one of the most well respected Dominants around.  Peter Brookshire, Uriel's brother, and a cousin to the family. Peter was more than happy to take young Kane under his wing and helped him become a very good Dominant…until now.

Ara saw that Kane was going through some inner turmoil.  His gorgeous face was distorted, and his luscious green eyes were full of grief.  Ara took her hands, placed one on each side of his cheeks, leaned up, and began placing sweet loving kisses on his face.  "Kane, my sweet, sweet Kane. I am fine and we are fine."

Kane looked into her eyes and got lost in the beauty of them.  "Thank you,” he whispered, laying his forehead to hers.

They finally finished their shower and wrapped themselves in towels and walked back into the bedroom.  "Where are my suitcases?"

"Over there."  Kane said, pointing to the wall just inside of the closet.

Ara walked over and bent down to open one.  Turning her head and looking over her shoulder,  "Does it matter what I wear today?"

Kane smiled, over at Ara.  "No, but something comfortable, because we have lots and lots of shopping to do."

Ara picked out her short, white flowing skirt and a deep blue off the shoulder blouse that Katrina had bought for her on her last birthday.  Searching through the case, she finally found a white thong and knew she would have to forgo a bra because of how the top fell.

Kane sat on the end of the bed, watching as she dropped the towel, and put on the tiny white thong.  Damn, what an ass. She then pulled the skirt up her legs, and he noticed it hit her high on the thighs. Hhmm, easier access, he smirked to himself.  Then, she pulled the top over her head, and one shoulder fell off her shoulder onto her arm. Wait…she didn't put on a bra.

"Ara, are you forgetting something?"

"No."

"Really? Come here."

Ara walked over to him and stood in front of him. Kane reached up, found one of her perky nipples, and gave it a tug.

"AHH..."  Ara moaned.

"No bra.  Well, I guess I will have fun with these."  Kane said while reaching up with his other hand and then pulling both nipples hard.

"KANE!"  Ara screamed.

"Like that, my sweet?"

"Oh, fuck yeah."

"Good.  Now, I must dress so we can eat, then we will go over some paperwork."

Kane stood and walked to his closet.  He usually wore suits every day, but today he chose a pair of dark jeans, a white button down shirt, and a blue blazer.  Putting on his favorite Italian leather shoes, he walked out to find that Ara had brushed her hair and placed it in a messy bun.

"Not drying your hair?"

"No, I figure it would dry before we leave."

"Okay, come; let me introduce you to Janetta.  Her husband, Ben, is my driver when I need his services."

They walked out of the bedroom and toward the kitchen.  Walking into the room behind Kane, Ara saw a small dark haired woman at the stove.  She turned and Ara saw she had a nice face and wore dark rimmed glasses.

"Mr. Leone, good morning."

"Thank you, Janetta. This is Ara White."

"Hello, Miss White, can I get you something to drink?"

"Please, just Ara, and I will have coffee."

"Okay, Ara; Mr. Leone, the usual?"

"Yes; how many times to I have to tell you it's Kane."

Ara watched as Janetta's cheeks turned a bright shade on red and she nodded her head.

Janetta finished fixing breakfast and placed it on the breakfast bar.  She had prepared pancakes