Page 57 of Wicked Court

Elara shifts against her bonds, the leather straps creaking softly. The sight of her restrained and gagged form makes my hard-on throb painfully.

Yet, amidst the embers of lust, I sense a kinship forming, a recognition of the kindred spirit that exists within her.

And it’s because of that crucial observation that I change tactics.

“Give up the location of the necklace, and I promise you the rewards will surpass any fleeting pleasure you’ve known,” I tempt her. The allure of surrender against the instinct to fight. “Would you like me to eat you out, right here and now? Fuck you in your pussy while you’re locked down and splayed out, then cum in your ass?”

I really get into it. “Or would you like the others to join? Cav would want to replace your gag with his dick, of course. Wilder will take any hole promised to him, but Kasp ... well. He doesn’t skew toward traditional methods, if you understand what I’m saying.”

The last woman Kaspian had under him checked herself into a mental institution directly after. But I leave that detail out, mostly because I can’t remember all the details.

“Or, continue to defy me,” I reason, “and discover depths of sensation that will leave you gasping, writhing... begging, and not in a good way.”

A shudder courses through her, and I can’t help but wonder if it’s born of anticipation or apprehension. Likely both. In our Court’s underworld, the lines between horror and passion blur to nothingness. We get what we want. Literally anything.

And this pretty doll is our new obsession.

I pull the underwear out of her mouth, requiring more dexterity than I expected when I try to avoid her snapping teeth.

“Never,” she hisses through a sneer, the word a venomous promise.

Her refusal should infuriate me. It doesn’t. Her strength is an aphrodisiac, her willfulness fueling my need to conquer. Despite her precarious position, bound and naked on the marble slab, there’s an inferno in her that refuses to be quenched.

“Such determination,” I murmur, tracing a finger down her flushed cheek, watching her struggle to maintain composure while trying to chomp my fingers off. “It will make your eventual surrender all the sweeter.”

Elara jerks her head away from my hand and scrunches her eyes shut with frustration, but her rapid breath betrays the conflict raging inside her.

I sigh. “Well. I tried to be gentle.”

Then I retreat, nodding permission to the cloaked figure entering the room.

Chapter 19

Elara

The chill of the basement bites into my skin, the marble slab beneath me sucking out every ounce of warmth my adrenaline hung on to when surrounded by all four of them.

I’d clung to it while Axe stuffed my underwear down my throat and looked at my pussy like a meal, licking his lips like a barely tamed beast.

He stalked around me, waited patiently for me to break from the fear of being naked, restrained, and spread out enough for him to climb on top of me and do what he wanted.

But he didn’t. He … he admired me from a distance, like he was painting each part of me into his memory.

I wonder if, even now, he’s typing on that phone of his, desperate to retain the image of my crucifixion.

This cavernous hollow reeks of despair, much like my own heart.

Vulnerable in my nakedness, I can feel each droplet of remaining sweat that trails over my skin.

Because it’s not just the cold stone that has me trembling.

A sound disrupts the silence, footsteps echoing off the walls, heralding another one of them. My breath hitches as a figure materializes out of the curved stone archway, evil outlined by flickering torchlight. The hooded robe he wears appears black at first, until the small flames around the room reflect the deep, malicious purple the closer he comes. The cloak sways gently, as if caressed by the stale air of this forsaken place.

He steps closer.

Against my mind’s orders, my pulse races. A porcelain mask with endless black holes for eyes comes into view. It’s a blank canvas of eerie perfection, hiding any hint of emotion or identity.

It makes me have no fucking clue which one of them it is.

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