?Are we upgrading to mental beatings instead of just physical ones now?
?The snide remark has me wanting to give him said beating all over again. Varian has been brutal with his training and the rest of us have pushed past too many limits when sparringwith Darian. Tuesday morning Varian had personally sparred with him and Varian left with barely a scratch while Darian had lasting bruises.
?I am not here to fight though.
?Ask Mavyn if she’d consider telling Thorne the truth about her curse.
?His mind is silent and I watch him and her as they spin around the floor. I watch him as he does not lean in and ask her.
?Darian, I nearly growl. He simply hums and twirls her before dipping her.I know that is her you’re dancing with. Just ask her.
?And why would I do that?
?Because –
?She doesn’t trust nor like Thorne, he cuts off.She has already told you all multiple times to mind your own business. None of you care for her boundaries.
?And you do,I snap.
?Yes.There’s a long pause. Long enough that I wonder if he has simply left this link between us.Well. . . not really– And I scoff at him as I watch his lips curl up from here. –but she could just as easily cut this thing between us.
?And you’d let her go?His silence is answer enough. I shake my head slightly and sigh through my teeth.Did she come here tonight because of you?
?No. When I did ask, though, she said she wants to try winning the wish. There’s a subtle emotion to his words that heats my blood.She entered her name in the hunting game, and she listed all of us as hunters.
?My heart pounds as my blood rushes south. A couple waltzes for a moment in front of Darian and Mavyn and I see his head turning as if spinning her around. When the couple continues on and Darian finishes his spin, Mavyn is no longer with him and he locks eyes with mine.
?Better go tell the rest of them. We all have to be together with her by midnight. And she’s planning to win.
?A million scenarios go through my mind as the possibilities. There’s still one problem though.
?She can’t be touched. She doesn’t want to be touched by us.
?His grin deepens and lust seeps into every corner of my mind. An image floats through and my throat goes dry when I fully process and see it. All my senses consumed as I’m pulled into a memory.
?Mavyn is laid out on a bed. Her wrists wrapped in ribbons of white and held above her head. Dressed in nothing but her skin and scars. Her lithe body displayed and every gorgeous curve exposed. The floral note of her sweet scent stronger as Darian lays between her spread thighs and looks down at her center.
?There’s another wisping white ribbon covering her eyes and one more forms to drift right over her nipple. Her body trembles with need and when that ribbon of white shadow traces over her nipple she moans. Her legs try to close but Darian wraps his arms beneath them and grabs onto her thighs.
?The change is immediate as Darian tells her to breathe before sticking his tongue out and swiping it through her pussy.
?Pleasure and pain war through her face and body. He hums as he licks again and creates more of his ribbons of shadow around her.
?Keep breathing, Trouble. You’re doing so good, so wet imagining all of us with you. Touching you, helping to ease the ache of this needy little cunt.
?He hums as the ribbon dusting her nipple tightens like a pinch and has her moaning again.
?That was Varian, Trouble, he murmurs as he wraps his lips around her clit. Another ribbon traces along her arm.That’s Callahan, always so gentle with what’s his.
?I fist my physical hands as a breathy gasp leaves Mavyn’s parted lips.
?You liked that, Trouble. Like being his. Like being ours.His hands rub up and down her thighs as he speaks.Around your neck, that’s Thorne. Tracing your pulse point, in control of when you breathe and when you don’t.
?She whimpers not from pain but pleasure. From need. Even as Darian continues running his hands up and down her thighs and over her hips and stomach. The pain obvious but dulled compared to everything else. His fucking smirk appearing as he leans down again and traces his tongue over her before sucking.
?Her arms strain in his restraints as she pants. I watch in utter entrapment as her body nearly tips in her climax before Darian stops.
?Fucking asshole,she gasps as he chuckles.
