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“If at any point you want me to stop, just say so and I will.” She breathed, her eyes darting to my lips as I licked them the way I’d seen her do so many times before.
“Yes, Mistress.” I hummed.
She pounced then, crushing her mouth into mine before pushing me onto my back. She attached my leash as she had many times before but this time my body responded with pure want. She made no move to touch me for what might have been the longest moment in history, instead she let her gaze admire me.
“You look so good tied to my bed, pet.” She said huskily. I reached for her in desperation and she lashed that hand in shadow as well, stretching it up and to the side before lashing it as well. I pulled instinctively at the bond and found it gave no slack, though it felt completely comfortable. My nipples pebbled as arousal followed a completely different type of helplessness. Mara took in the sight with a smile that was all animal.
“Do you like being tied up after all?” She asked bringing her thumb to her fang until the venom gathering there began to drip off.
“Yes Mistress.” I groaned, yearning to know what her venom would feel like on my skin.
“Are you going to be a good little slut and stay still for me? Or should I tie the rest of you up now?” She grinned, and a bit of her blood began to join the venom as it began dripping onto my night dress. I squirmed, bringing the hem of the dress higher in anticipation. I’d read enough explicit books to be excited by the degradation, finding it exhilarating instead of insulting. I wanted her to use me, to pleasure me, to make me feel.
“Understood.” She said, the rest of my limbs splaying out while she lowered her blood and venom-coated hand to trace my thighs. As they lit up with increased sensation, I groaned my disappointment when her hands stayed just south of where I wanted them most.
“Don’t be greedy, if tonight is all I get I want to learn every inch of you.” Her hands dropped on either side of my head as she leaned down to suck my ear lobe into her mouth, biting softly and tugging further when I gasped.
Her mouth was criminally cruel as she made good on that promise. She alternated between sucking and soft nips of my neck and ears. Her hands traced swirls around each mark she made, never going lower than the neckline of the nightdress, although the tiny straps had long since fallen off my shoulders from her thorough attention. I arched uselessly in search of friction, but the bonds didn’t give, which had me twisting my hands in the sheets in frustration.
“Please, Mistress.” I moan, the increased pleasure of denial driving me mad.
“Use your words.” She whispered, her breath tickling my neck in yet another tease.
“Touch me. Taste me. I can’t… I can’t take it any more.” No sooner than the words were out of my mouth she had moved between my legs, her head hovering above my measly chest. As she began to slide off the garment I suddenly felt self-conscious. Would she mock my body? Remind me I was barely a woman? She seemed to recognize my hesitation and paused just as the garment exposed one of my sensitive nipples.
“Do you wish to stop?” her breath now sent goosebumps skittering across my chest, my nipples screaming with the first hint of sensation they’d been longing for.
“No!” I groan trying to hide my face by looking to the side.
“Why are you ashamed? You’ve been reacting so beautifully for me, is this not what you want?” She moved up to straddle either side of my waist before tipping my face to look at her.
“It is. It is all that I want, all I can think of when you’re near. I just… I am certain you will be disappointed by my lack of womanly… form.” I finish lamely, uncertain why it matters when this is meant to be purely physical and yet unable to separate the fear from this situation. I wanted her to want me, to crave me, the way I did her. The way she did Ravensford.
“I assure you, I’m enjoying myself little slayer. Your desire is like a star freckled feast.” She spoke sincerely, and the mark did not burn. I felt tears gather at the gift of knowing when truth was being spoken around me. I nodded eagerly, allowing her to discard the rest of the garment which passed through the shadows without issue and moaning as she descended.
Her head was obscuring my view of her actions, something that would have made me nervous if I wasn’t hyper-aware of the sensations she was causing with her every breath. One of her slender hands was pressed into the small of my back, pulling me closer. Her mouth slowly descended my chest.
I gasped as the air brushed my taut nipples only to moan as she took one into her cool and wet mouth. Tangling my fingers into her thick, soft hair I pulled her closer to me, hungry for the heightened pleasure she was wringing with each flick and swirl of her tongue. Her soft hand continued to pinch and pull at my other nipple mercilessly and my hips bucked of their own accord. Her mouth left my chest with a pop and she smiled at the moan of disappointment.
“It sounds as if the Captain is finished with his bath. Would you mind if he were to join us on the bed?” I looked at her, nervous she would compare the two of us, want him more or expect him to join us. I wasn’t sure I was ready for that.
“He’ll not touch you unless you agree.” She stated, the distinction clear that he would be there to touch her. She began tracing my sides in what was a surprisingly calming manner. I realized that right now I felt no jealousy, only a curious understanding. I had no intention or experience in reciprocating what she was offering me, and by allowing him to join us would mean she would find her release as well. I wanted that. I wanted to hear the sounds she’d made last night. I wanted to see what he did to elicit them so I could replicate or improve upon them. I nodded eagerly, trying to prop myself up to see better and forgetting my bonds. She smiled dazzlingly, before calling out for him to join us but to keep his hands on her, and threatened punishment if she caught him touching himself or me.
He strode toward us, naked and dripping from the bath, his cock already jutting out in front of him. He stopped at the foot of the bed awaiting instruction. She scooted closer, allowing him to grip either side of her generous waist before nodding her permission for him to start. I watched his face disappear between her thighs before she let out a sigh of appreciation. I looked between them then, the jealousy reappearing with a vengeance.
“You want to know what he’s doing to me don’t you? You want to know how it feels to be devoured?” She murmured, her pupils fully dilated as she licked her lips.
“Yes, Mistress,” I murmur, unsure how she knew but not caring if it meant she’d show me.
“Then let me do what your hands attempted last night, I will give you everything I get. Let you feel everything I feel. And then after I’ve wrung every last drop of pleasure from your lips, we’ll see what other kinds of fun we have in store. After all, none of us truly need sleep.”
My legs were weak by the mere idea, and it must have shown on my face. But I made no audible sign of agreement, wondering how long I’d be able to last.
Ravensford elicited a sound of wrath from his mistress as his head rose from between her thighs. “I dare you. First of us to cry mercy owes the other two a truth.” The Mistress went from looking like she was seconds from slapping him to giddy with excitement.
“What do you say?” she asked gleefully. I looked between their wicked mouths curled into twin grins and cursed. I had already come this far, and there was no way I’d be able to watch them again without saying or doing something reckless.
“I’ll take that bet,” I said, collapsing against the pillows Mara had brought forward with her shadows. Ravensford disappeared from view and Mara’s mouth hovered between my thighs. I looked down to see her golden gaze waiting for mine before her tongue closed the gap between us.
