Dominated by Him: Servicing the Billionaire, Part 3 (A BDSM Erotic Romance) Read Online Free Page A

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    Excerpt:
    Eric halted in front of the
door that led to his Lord’s chambers and faltered. His heart began
to jump.   Suppose he’s found out.   It was a worry that frequented
his mind. Lord Gareth was, after all, the head of the state. Years
ago, he had crushed the opposing Benial armies and assassinated the
cruel, tyrannical king and claimed the land of Kanth for his own.
Eric himself had fought with him. He had once believed in Gareth’s
virtue, but he had become corrupt with power, as rulers often
do.
    So he joined a rebel faction in the hopes of
dismantling Lord Gareth’s rule. Still, he had grown up with Gareth,
looked up to him. The heaviness in his heart grew with every
deception he planned, with every murder committed. Though he knew
he was doing the right thing, he couldn’t help but feel a tinge of
guilt.
    Once more, he raised his hand to the door and pushed
it open.
    “ Did you summon me, my
lord?”
    Gareth looked up briefly from his desk.
    “ Yes, Eric.” He stood up and
shuffled the papers on his desk.
    “ Tell the guards they are relieved
of their duty for tonight,” he instructed. He opened a drawer and
placed the stack of papers neatly inside. He then added, “And shut
the door.”
    Eric did as he was told. He waited, quietly
surveying the room. He rarely came into Gareth’s study, since the
Lord disliked being interrupted during crucial Party work. A large
walnut desk stood by an even larger fireplace, guarded with
iron-wrought gates. A bearskin rug was placed before the fireplace.
The entire room was covered in russet colored marble, which spanned
across the huge floor. Near the walnut desk was a miniature library
consisting of five tall bookshelves and three vases filled with
various books and scrolls, and in one of the vases, an ebony
cane.
    Gareth turned to Eric. He had taken a scroll from
one of the vases and unrolled it onto the top of the walnut
desk.
    “ Does this look
familiar?”
    His heart
raced.   Were
they the faction plans? Did he finally obtain the headquarters’
blueprints?
    Eric stepped closer to the desk and peered down.
    It was an ornately decorated scroll with figures
strewn all over the page. The figures were naked and copulating in
various positions with captions such as “Flowers of the Mango
Tree.” The scroll was highly detailed and done in India ink, framed
with gold leaf.
    He blushed at the images. “My Lord, how does this
apply—” he started, and then stopped.
    Suddenly Eric felt something cold brush against his
crotch. Gareth had snaked his hand around his hips and now cradled
the contours of his member with slow, tantalizing movements. Eric
stiffened, too frightened to protest.
    Gareth leaned in close to his ear and whispered with
a voice barely above a sultry murmur, “I know who you are. You’ve
betrayed me.” With a perfect tongue, Gareth licked his ear. “Now,”
he breathed, “you shall claim your consequence.”
    Gareth pressed his body against Eric and fingered
his crotch with slow, deft movements. Using the tips of his
fingers, he traced the sensuous shape with leisurely, circular
movements. Gareth smiled, feeling the warmth increasing beneath his
fingers. Eric shuddered as he felt Gareth explore him. He stood
rigid, his mouth slightly open in shock. Gareth carefully tucked a
lock of Eric’s hair behind his ear. He nestled his head on Eric’s
shoulder and began trailing the tip of his tongue against Eric’s
neck.