Page 40 of Condemned

His rumbling chuckle carved through the stupor he’d induced. Enrapt by the penetration, she’d lost track of the others. They’d still be watching.

She was still lost.

The thunder of her blood in her arteries.

The need to satisfy the emptiness between her legs.

“More?”

Avalon gulped, shook her head, rising from the daze. Zo gripped her hair as if she were a fiercely struggling captive about to rip loose. Every strand seemed pulled tight at the scalp.

He released her.

Sounds were muted. She breathed huskily through lips parted, lips that licked; her tongue lingered on her mouth, craving more. She adored his touch, his scent, his voice, the flare of hurt when his claws dug into her.

Her pussy squeezed in.

Next time, I’ll do your cunt with my belt.That made her shudder. So wrong. As if he’d said something of significance. It was. Next time. It said he owned her, wanted her to be his.

Zo kissed her neck, took a bite of skin, pulled it toward him and released.

She trembled. The blindfold gave her permission to be who he wanted her to be.

“I’d do more. I’d make you bruise for days, but they expect a show. A show of fucking. So...” His hand drifted down her, covering her warmed ass. “You’ll give them one to make them come in their pants. Won’t you?”

She jammed shut her eyes behind the blindfold. Wake up. Somehow, she kicked her mind into gear. She said nothing.

“Say yes.” And he took hold of one nipple and squeezed, crushing it.

Slowly her mouth opened as the pain increased, until the moment arrived when she could scream or say what he wanted. Scream or agree. Somehow, a yes became what she wanted to say too.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Good... girl.”

His grip left her, fingers opening.

“I’m going to fuck you and so is Kon. Be ready.”

“Next time,” she rasped, and she felt his warm breath as he leaned in to listen. “Let me write out the invitations.”

He laughed softly. “You have to pay for smart-ass comments.” There was a click beside her ear, as if fingers had clicked, and she imagined him summoning the other mauleon.

Slumped, swaying, she waited for whatever might happen. She dreaded it now. More aware, remembering how she’d reacted to Zo’s hands on her. There was something horribly wrong with her.

His hand slid down her body to her ankle, where he strapped something to her before moving to her other ankle where he did the same. When she tried to shift her feet, she found them fixed apart.

Zo wrapped an arm about her thigh, cradling one ass cheek, and he bit her close to her clit. When she squeaked, he only shushed her and bit again until she stilled and was silent.

“That’s a spreader bar, Avalon. You might think it’s to stop you closing your legs while we fuck you but it’s not. Though we do want them to see all of you, don’t we, Kon?”

There was a distant chuckle and then the sound of feet walking closer.

“From what I heard, we need to stop her mouth from working.” He paused, making a small noise as if puzzled. “She smells good.”

“I have something to tell you. Be discreet, I don’t want the others to know, yet. Do you understand the old language?”

“What? Some. Why?”