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Then she kissed the woman's shoulder. No. She bit. Nari's lips pressed against Faylie's skin like it was a kiss, and yet I saw the flash of teeth. I could see the goosebumps break out across Faylie's body as she flinched against the unexpected torment.
A whimper slipped from Faylie's mouth and then her body melted into the pain. It was as if Nari had just flicked her clit. For a moment, I saw that dark look in Nari's eyes. The same one Ela wore. Accepting that she was properly punished, Ela stepped back, giving over control. Nari hit the woman again, this time across the ribs.
Faylie cried out this time, and Ela's breath caught. Through the bond I could almost feel the rush of desire overtake him. When Nari did it again, his erection bounced with excitement, the man completely under her spell. Watching his lover take over was driving him more than Faylie's taunting ever had.
"Now you," Nari told him.
Ela didn't use the crop. He used his flogger, and the hit was hard. The moment the order was out of Nari's mouth, Ela struck, swinging the metal-tipped ends as hard as he could against Faylie's lower back. She jerked, screaming in a way that wasn't passionate.
Quin's jaw clenched, which meant there was clearly some damage I couldn't see from my angle. The kind that would require days in bed, I was willing to bet. But the sigh that came from Nari made Ela do it again.
Each lash was more violent than the one before. Ela refused to stop until the woman wasn't just moaning, but whimpering. I could see slickness on her thighs from her desire, but there was something else trickling across her body as well. Blood. That wasn't a small amount of it, either.
I looked at Quin. His eyes hung on Faylie's back. The man was caught perfectly between his own desire to hurt her and his need to keep her safe. At his side, his hand was clenched in a fist, but that was it. He wasn't ready to stop this yet, so I had to let them keep going.
This was the part I hated. The part that I didn't find sexy. It didn't seem either fun or loving, but it was Ela's specialty. It was what some people wanted. I simply didn't. I wanted to hold my girl, kiss her, and make her feel important. This felt like it was the complete opposite, and yet Faylie clearly enjoyed it.
"Beg for me," Ela taunted. "If you can't do that, then use your word to have Quin pull me off."
"No," Faylie panted.
So Ela lashed out at the back of her legs, her ass, and then her back again before tossing his flogger to the side. That meant he was right at his limit. He was getting close to hurting her too much, and he knew it. I'd given him "death" as his line, so I was scared to see Faylie's back. How far had this already gone? But when Ela turned to get another tool, Nari held out the last one I wanted to see.
It was a knife. The same kind that had been used to cut Talin's jugular. The wound from it would've killed him, if a god hadn't intervened, and Nari had just put the same weapon in Ela's hand. I stood a little straighter, aware that Quin's focus shifted to me, but I was only watching Ela.
Not this tool. Any other would be ok, but this one had already brought the four of us enough pain. And yet, Ela palmed the knife, flipping it over. The tip of it was rounded, allowing for more varied cutting angles. The edge was sharp enough to shave with, and Ela made sure it never got dull. This was the one weapon I'd assumed he'd have no taste for, but watching him test the blade's weight, I realized I'd misjudged him.
The man moaned as if he'd just been caressed.
Ela wanted to hurt Faylie. Not to please her, but because she'd dared to look at Nari. No, it was the kiss.Thatwas what was driving him. This wasn't jealousy or possession. It was his way of proving to our girl that he was worthy. That he could handleanythingshe asked of him. Nari was his limit, and she'd just set him free. Now he had to prove that he deserved it.
Talin moved his weight off the wall. Quin was watching both of us, his eyes jumping across everyone in the room. Nari just leaned in towards Ela's ear as she turned him toward Faylie.
"That rush of pain," she whispered, stopping Ela right before the woman. "The sound of her voice when she whimpers." Then Nari let him go so she could kiss the side of Faylie's neck. "You like this one, and I know because she calls you Ela, not Eladehl."
"Nari..." Faylie begged.
But Nari just moved around behind her, sliding one hand down Faylie's side. I could see the red smear she left behind, which meant there was quite a bit of blood. When she reached Faylie's hip, her palm moved to the back of Faylie's leg, guiding it up and over Ela's hip. Faylie helped, seeming to approve of this idea.
"Fuck her," Nari ordered. "Cut her. I want to see the triangles of our gods on her chest before you let her come."
Then Nari pressed Faylie's leg harder against Ela. He dipped down, angling himself, and then thrust up, right into her body. Faylie gasped, the invasion anything but kind. Taking another step to the side, I put myself in a better position to watch Ela's hand with that knife just as he laid it against her skin.
Then he cut, heaving his hips in time. As his dick rammed into her body, the blade left a straight line across her sternum. Blood quickly pooled in the shallow cut. The next thrust got another line, this one a little deeper. The third completed the first triangle, and blood began to trickle down between her breasts.
Faylie moaned, but when he started on the second triangle, the lower one, she began to whimper. The cuts got even deeper. Her skin parted, gaping open a little too much as Ela crouched lower to keep himself inside her. Nari helped, but she wasn't strong enough to hold Faylie up for him.
Ela didn't care. He cut as he fucked, doing both as hard as he could. Once he finished the second triangle, he moved to her shoulder. "Dare me to stop," he taunted Faylie.
She simply whimpered, so he made a curving line below her shoulder to represent the snake of Zeal. Blood colored the mark immediately, and she screamed. The pain drove him to ram into her harder. Faylie's body jerked against the manacles, but I couldn't tell if that was the intensity of the sex or her trying to get away.
Ela moved to make yet another cut, but Nari took the knife. Ela didn't seem to care, so she tossed it back while Ela continued to fuck the woman. His blood-stained hands were now free, and he was determined to get Faylie to break.
"I'm not going to stop unless you say the word," he snarled, plunging into her body again.
Without a toy to use, he grabbed her other leg, lifting her completely off the ground. The manacle supported most of her, so Ela pressed his right palm against Faylie's shoulder, smearing the blood of her wound before gripping the top, halfway between the neck and the joint. He used that to pull her down onto him. His hand on her leg was used to lift her back up, and he abused this poor woman like she was nothing more than a sex toy. He fucked her without caring about whatsheliked.
And Nari moved around behind him. "Red is your color, Ela." She kissed his neck and kept circling until she was beside him and Faylie. "Oh, such a pretty little trinket. Tell me I can have a taste of her, Ela?"
