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But that’s not what this is. They’d saved me from one person only to take me into their fucking dungeon and spent ten days tormenting my senses so I didn’t know up from down or night from day. And now I’m bathed, clean, lying in a soft bed, and being fingered by my captor who declared he’s in love with three other men under this roof.
“Cat got your tongue?” James asked. He pushes up on his stump to look at me. “Do you need me to call Ari to teach you how to speak without your voice?”
I swallow thickly because it’s supposed to be a threat, and yet…I don’t think I could bring myself to feel very afraid if Ariel came in.
James’ eyes get bright. “I see. You don’t hate that idea, do you, darling?”
Again, I say nothing.
He shrugs, and then suddenly, two fingers are inside me, pushing roughly, spreading wide and hurting so goddamn perfectly. I gasp, my breath sticking in my chest as he flings his leg over me once more, then props up. His mouth is inches from mine, and just before I can force myself to beg, he kisses me. His fingers plunge even deeper as he presses his thumb against my clit, and the slow circles send lightning sparks under my skin.
I gasp soundlessly into his mouth, and he drags the metal in his tongue over mine, then sucks my lip between his teeth before biting down. I can feel it plumping, the tender, thin skin threatening to break as he fucks me harder with his fingers.
When he pulls back, I manage to suck in a lungful of air as he looks down at his hand. “You’re going to come for me, aren’t you, darling?”
I take a shaking breath, then meet his gaze. “Will you?”
“Come?” he asks. He speeds up his thrusts, presses harder on my clit, and I can feel my orgasm building too fast to stop. “You want me to come, darling? You want me to pull out my cock and jerk off on you?”
I want him to fuck me, but it’s obvious that’s not on the table, so I nod. I open my mouth to tell him that, but no sound comes out as my orgasm crashes through me. I feel myself gush, clenching around him, the sound wet and obscene as he continues to thrust inside me with his thick fingers.
I can barely see when he pulls out, but in the dim light from the sun behind the curtains, I can make out wetness glistening on his palm. He lifts his first finger to my lips and paints them. “Taste it,” he orders.
I do. Definitely not peaches and definitely not cream. His eyes are dark as he watches me chase every drop, and then he keeps my gaze as he licks his hand like it’s the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted. My pussy clenches again as he rises higher onto his knees, but just when I think he’s going to take his cock out, he braces himself on his hand, and he kisses me.
It’s devastating. It’s soft, and it’s sweet. He gentles the moment until my breathing matches his and I can no longer hear my heartbeat in my ears.
“You need rest, darling.” I start to shake my head, but he takes my chin between his thumb and finger and fixes me with a stare that says he’s used to getting his way. “I can’t promise this is going to be easy on you. I can’t promise that what happens next won’t hurt. But I can promise that you’ll get what you want from me—and probably from anyone else in this house, once you learn how to ask them the right way.”
I both do and don’t know what he means, but it’s easier to feign ignorance right now. I don’t think I can handle the reality of what he’s saying or what it might mean if I give myself up fully to all these men.
“I want you to sleep now. Dinner will be later on, and you’ll be eating with us.”
And that definitely sounds like a threat.
“Am I going to live?” I ask him.
He stares at me again, and I know in that moment, neither one of us is sure.
Chapter12
ARIEL
I should probably be pissedoff at James and plotting my revenge for taking what’s mine. I could have had pretty little Alice on her knees and begging in seconds. She was primed for it. I’ve seen her deep in her fantasies. I’ve seen the porn she likes and downloaded all those dark, erotic books she keeps around her house.
I know what she really wants from us.
But I also know James had laid claim to her first. My tantrum wasn’t appreciated by Kane, who decided to punish me by binding my wrists behind my back and forcing me to stand at his desk and watch James take Alice apart with his tongue and his fingers. It was worse that Kane didn’t watch and that he took away my ability to tell him what I thought about his methods of control.
But when it was over, he untied me, kissed me until I could breathe properly again, and then slapped me gently across the face. “It’ll be worse next time if you don’t remember to respect the man you love.”
And he wasn’t talking about himself.
But I’m also a greedy little psychopath, so while I will wait my turn because I really do love James as much as I’m able, I will also make sure that anytime any hands touch Alice, she’ll think of me first. James was too kind with her, and Phoenix is shit-scared of coming out of his room now that she’s allowed out of the basement.
Kane was conflicted—but that was to be expected. He’d had the same look on his face when James arrived here at the house, and I made it my mission to seduce him. Eventually, he’ll come around. He always does.
In the meantime, I will play with her.
