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“I’m going to fuck you with this,” I informed.
Her body tensed, but a moan released the minute I thrust the handle into her tight little hole.
I had the best view in the room, but I could feel the eyes of the Elders burning a hole in the back of my damn head.
Good. Watch, assholes.
This is what real power looks like.
There wasn’t a woman in this room who was as hungry for a cock in this moment as my girl. I could see it. I could smell it. And as I swiped my finger along her pussy, I could feel it. Bringing my finger to my lips… I could taste it.
Bellamy’s pussy swallowed the gems as I pumped the knife in and out of her. Juices coated the handle, and there was no doubt in my mind that she wanted more. Her moans became louder than the music, and I noticed the muscles in her legs tighten and quiver.
My little pain slut was going to come on this blade for all to see.
I continued to jam it in and out of her, harder and deeper with each pass. I could tell she was close, so close that the minute I reached with my free hand to her clit and pinched, a scream cut through the air as her cream leaked on my fingers.
Pulling out the knife, I tossed it to the ground and kissed my way up her leg, her ass, her back, and then up to her ear, where I whispered, “Such a good girl you are. There will be a reward.”
8
BELLAMY
He had to carry me back up to the room. I maybe could have walked up the stairs, but he swept me up in his arms the moment he finished releasing me from the St. Andrew’s Cross, and I went limp the moment he did.
No one had ever… I mean, obviously no one had ever done anything like that to me. I couldn't…. My brain still felt fuzzy, even as my body buzzed with the insane body-shaking orgasm that blasted me while he fucked me with the jeweled hilt of his blade, the entire room watching on.
I didn’t feel like myself. Was it possible to orgasm so hard that you left your own damn body? Because that was what it felt like right now, like I was still hovering outside my skin even as I clung to Emmett’s neck. I wasn’t sure I was quite ready to come back to reality yet either.
And when we got to our room and Emmett laid me down in the center of the lush comforter, all I could do was stare up at him.
“What?” He smirked. “No witty repartee about me putting you on display like that and showing them exactly how hungry your cunt is for anything your master has to feed it?”
My legs spasmed and my mouth dropped open, but I didn’t say a word. He grinned as he towered over me, and it was the grin of a shark. He ripped his suit jacket off and was just as vicious as he attacked the buttons on his dress shirt, finally giving up and tugging it along with his undershirt off over his head.
Then he fell onto the bed, crawling between my legs with his huge, powerful shoulders rippling. I gasped as he grabbed my thighs and pried my legs open wide.
“You did so well tonight,” he breathed out right over my pussy, and I writhed underneath him, blinking and trying to orient myself. “God, you’re beautiful.”
I still felt floaty, and this didn’t seem quite real—him showering me with compliments. Every time he did, the glow in my pussy pulsed. He’d been so rough with me downstairs, but now he laid the gentlest kisses up my inner thigh. First, my left thigh, then my right. But each time he got to my center, he pulled back and moved back down my leg.
I blinked in confusion, and my hips moved restlessly. I felt drunk with the buzzing pleasure. What the hell had he done to me downstairs? But I didn’t want to come to the surface yet, so I didn’t fight when he held my hips firmly in place as he continued his torturous advance and retreat.
His lips were impossibly soft, and then—oh God, his tongue.
I whimpered when he licked along the crease between my leg and my sex and yet again pulled away.
“Please,” I moaned, my fingers clenching the comforter.
His head lifted. “Please, what?” Seeing him there, muscled as a Greek god, positioned between my legs, my body convulsed, but it wasn’t enough to come, even though I was on a razor’s edge.
There was only one thing to say, and in that moment, it was more than just a game we were playing or something I’d agreed to for a few moments, something that should have terrified me but didn’t. “Please, Master,” I whispered, near tears from my need.
