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He wantedme. He couldn't resist me. This man - the most beautiful in the temple - andIwas the one he kept coming back to. He had the most beautiful woman, but she wasn't enough. He wanted metoo,and I was going to enjoy this. My tongue pressed against him as he pumped through my lips again, and Ela murmured his approval. It didn't matter that I was still completely dressed or that his pants were hanging off his ass. He let me feel like I'd driven him to this point. Even knowing it wasn't true didn't change that.
When he sped up, I choked again, but this time he didn't stop. Ela just fucked through it, taking my mouth as if he owned it. I breathed. I swallowed, and somehow I kept from losing control. That was when he pulled, forcing me onto him. Over and over and over again, he took me, and I didn't fight him. I wanted to feel him cum. I wanted to have this one part, so I tried. With him in control, I did what I could, sucking, swallowing, and lapping at him until his hips jerked to a stop and a deep groan fell out.
A split second later, I felt it. The pulse of him in my throat. The warmth that slid down. I couldn't taste anything, but I knew he'd just gotten off. I also knew that meant he'd take longer next time, but when Ela pulled himself from my lips, he was as careful as ever.
"Done yet?" he asked.
"No, sir," I said, but my voice was rough from the abuse.
So he bent and kissed me. "I would cut your clothes away if I didn't have to sneak you out of here. Since that would cause problems, let me get your hands."
His knee hit the ground before me. His eyes watched me as he reached around to release the cravat, and then I was free. Ela just draped my cravat around his own neck, and then began opening my vest.
"I didn't bring any toys," he said softly. "I didn't trust myself."
"I trust you," I promised. "Just like you trusted me not to bite you."
His eyes shifted between mine. "I could've stopped you."
"Mhm, but you didn't." I lifted my chin. "Kiss me again?"
"No." But he smiled as he continued to work my shirt open.
This cruel, dangerous man wasn't as terrifying as everyone thought. Nari knew that. I knew that. Even Wraythe knew that, but Ela was just now figuring it out, and I was going to push him until he did. Tonight, in here, I was going to be a bad little submissive until this man realized the one thing I already knew: he didn't hurt the ones he cared about.
So I took the chance, grabbing his face and kissing him without permission. My tongue slipped between his teeth and his met it, kissing me back just as hard as I'd hoped - until his hand landed on my balls and squeezed. I gasped, stopping immediately, because that was just a little too tight to be comfortable.
A little.
"I said no," he told me gently before sliding his palm upwards, following the length of my shaft. "And if you try it again, I'll make you take your own clothes off."
Of course I tried. How else was I going to make him break? Ela leaned back, avoiding my lips as he rocked onto his feet and stood in a single, smooth motion. There was just a little too much tension on one side of his lips, but he wagged a finger at me.
"Naked. Now." Then he turned for the table.
In the corner, Nari was curled up against Wraythe, struggling not to smile just as much as Ela was. The big guy didn't seem to care, mostly because his complete attention was on her. Neither of them were worried about Ela, which said more than that man would want to admit. Still, I made my way to my feet, kicked off my shoes, and then took off the rest of my clothes. They landed in a heap, but I didn't care about dust and wrinkles. It would only help the story of me pulling him off if anyone saw me.
While I focused on that, Ela poured himself a glass of the wine that had been provided, sipping it lazily. I moved to the bed, dropping onto it so the pillows were behind my shoulders, and then I reached down to stroke myself. I'd heard my desire liked to watch, and sure enough, her eyes were on my hand, following it as I pushed my fist all the way down to my balls.
"Plan to finish alone?" Ela asked.
"Just trying to figure out why I'm supposed to be scared of you," I taunted.
He walked toward me carrying the wine. "Sip," he said, offering me the cup.
I took it and sipped, only to have him take it away before I could get a second drink. Ela set the glass on the table beside us as he leaned in for my lips. This time, he tasted like the wine. While our tongues tangled, he reached down to push his pants off, lifting one leg to remove his socks and shoes, then the other. I raised up, pressing into him, so he kissed even harder, taking his sweet time.
So I reached up to caress his chest. Fuck, he'd gotten harder in the last few weeks. Those lessons in the Salle or with Faylie were making his body even more appealing. Pulling my mouth away, I bent to kiss the flat planes of his chest, but he moved around me, climbing onto the bed just to shift behind my back. I let him.
Then his mouth found my neck. First, he kissed. Then he bit. The sharp rush of pain hit, but it was nice so I leaned back. His mouth moved to my shoulder. His hand slid down my side. He bit again, this time where cloth would cover it. My eyes jumped open when it wasn't simply a pinch. I felt my skin tear and grunted at the surprise of it. That was when his hand found my dick.
While our other halves watched, he gripped me hard, but he didn't stroke. His thumb simply pressed the metal of my ring down while his fingers hooked behind my balls. I couldn't move, not without hurting myself, and Ela bit again. I flinched at the pain, and his hand tightened even more.
"Take it," he told me. "Whimper. Moan. Beg, Talin, but if you buck again, you will be very sorry."
He bit. This time I was ready, so I didn't flinch, but these weren't gentle love bites. I knew I'd have marks tomorrow from them. I also didn't mind at all. I could feel my pulse throbbing under his hand, each rush of pain driving me just a little higher.
"Is that all you got?" I asked.
