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"Figures," he grumbled, turning toward me.
His hands took the place of mine, unlacing the front of my dress. I let him, moving to unbutton his shirt. There, with Tishlie watching, we focused on each other. Once I had his shirt open, I yanked it off his shoulders, trapping his arms against his sides.
"Starting to feel ignored here, Ela," I chided.
"Oh, never," he swore, stepping in to steal my lips.
A shift of his arms made his shirt fall to the floor, and then his hands were back on my dress. Once it was open in the front, another set of hands - Talin's - slipped it from my shoulders. Ela kept kissing, but now his hands moved to cradle my breasts, his thumbs teasing the peaks, daring me to make a sound.
"Fine!" Tishlie snapped. "Let's see if you can get me off with your knife play."
Ela's lips curled against mine, but I was pretty sure he hadn't brought any. He'd said he'd left them at home, and I wasn't sure if this might make it too easy for us. I wanted to hurt her, but Ela? He actually knew how.
Two steps carried him back to his box and he reached in. "I want to see my marks on your skin, Tish. I want to look at you tomorrow, next week, and however long they last, and know I put them there. Let me make them deep?"
She jiggled her head in a nod. "Ok."
And Anver cleared his throat.
That was it, not even a word. The one sound was all the warning Ela needed, but his reaction wasn't at all what I expected. He laughed, looking over to Anver with a devious smirk.
"Don't worry, I didn't bring any. I just wanted to see how easily she'd give in." Then he looked at Tish. "Too easily. If you could've gotten Nari off, I would've fucked you until you screamed, but you couldn't. I don't even think you like sex. You're just so fucking desperate for the attention."
"I'm a Priestess!" she shot back. "Of course I like sex!"
"You think you should," I countered. "You like romance. You're pathetically desperate to be loved." I stepped toward her. "You, sitting there on your knees while a man like that touches me? You could be joining in, but you just wait, hoping that it will all come to you. Why would I want you? Why wouldhe?"
"I'm supposed to do this!" she huffed. "It's our assignment."
"And you're failing," I taunted. "You say you enjoy women. You, with your pretty little curves, big eyes, full lips, and glorious breasts." I bent to look right into her face, snagging the dildo Ela had left beside her. "I'm twice as pretty as your partner. Beg for me, and I will fuck you so hard you'll forget all about her."
"I don't want you!" Tishlie grumbled.
Ela scoffed. "And yet the moment I, a man - touch you, you melt. Every. Single. Time." Catching a fistful of her hair, Ela twisted her neck until she could see him behind her. "Beg for me, little one."
Her eyes went wide, her nipples immediately hardened, and her breath came faster. Yeah, she wanted him. Him, not me, and probably not even Ciella. Her eyes ran down his bare chest, following the hard lines of his muscles, and then back up to hang on his lips.
"Oh, you're going to have fun with her," I taunted. "I want to watch, Ela."
"Please?" Tishlie panted.
He kissed her hard, bending her backwards so that it was more comfortable for him. Stepping back, I looked to see what else Ela had in his box, and my eyes fell on the nipple clamps. Ok, this could be fun, and I had no intention of being just the voyeur. Scooping those into my hand, I was a little shocked at the weight of them, but a plan was forming.
With those in one hand, the dildo in the other, I knelt before Tishlie and leaned in. Ela was still kissing her, taking her complete attention, but we worked together. A brush of my fingers against his arm made him shift out of my way. Leaning in, I flicked my tongue across one breast. Tishlie moaned, Ela drank it in, and I refused to stop. My teeth trailed across the sensitive flesh, just hard enough to make her not want to jerk away. Then I sucked at the peak before flicking my tongue across it again.
Once her nipple was hard, I placed the clamp on it and moved to the other side. Tishlie was mewling, the sound a cross between discomfort and pleasure. I had a feeling most of it was the position Ela held her in, but it was working for me. I teased her other breast, playing with it for just a little too long, and then added the second clamp.
That was when Ela pulled his mouth from hers. "You taste like my woman." Then he looked at my handiwork. "Nice."
So I jerked my chin at him and lifted the dildo enough for him to notice it. "Lean her back, if you would?"
"And what shouldIdo, my dear?" Ela asked. "I've already sucked the taste of you off her little whore mouth."
I caught his eyes. "You're going to hold her for me. If she moves at all, make sure she doesn't do it again. She can whimper. She can scream. She can beg. She just can't move until I've had my fun."
He groaned, thrusting his still-clothed hips against Tishlie's ass. "I love it when you're feisty."
But he already had her arms. A tug pulled them behind her, forcing Tishlie's breasts forward. The clamps swayed on her nipples, and Tishlie's breath caught. She was on her knees, her legs spread to fit around Ela behind her, which gave me complete access. Crawling before her, I trailed the head of my dildo down her chest, across her belly, and through her folds until I found her opening. Then I moved just a little closer, one hand finding Ela's thigh for support, the other holding my fake dick right at her entrance.
