“You’re still wiggling. I told you to lie still.”
“I’m trying,” she objected sharply. “But I’ve wanted you for weeks.”
A low chuckle rumbled in his chest as his lips explored the side of her neck. “I’ve wanted you too, red. Now, be patient and I’ll make it worth the wait.”
He kissed her again, building the intensity slowly. She closed her eyes and lost herself in the kiss. She tried to go where he led, to accept the pace he was setting. Unwilling to anger him again, she greedily moved her hands all over his body, touching him everywhere she could reach. Zevon seldom allowed her to touch him, so this freedom was a rare treat.
Arcon caressed his way to her belly and then eased his hand between her thighs. She moved her legs farther apart, more than ready for his fingers thrusting inside her. Lifting her hips and rubbing against his light touch, she urged him onward.
“Look at me,” Arcon ordered.
She opened her eyes and met his smoldering gaze.
“Relax and accept what I’m giving you. I will not be pressured by your impatience.”
His approach was different than Zevon’s overt aggression, but this was still about control. Arcon wanted her to submit to him, to willingly surrender.
“Yes, Sir.” She released the tension in her muscles and went still against the bed.
He traced her slit with his fingertips, his gaze still locked with hers. “Offer me this soft, wet pussy. Promise that I can use it anyway I like.”
“My pussy belongs to you, Sir. To you and Master.” She hesitated before adding the second promise, unsure why he had chosen the phrase. “You may use it anyway you like.”
“Good girl.”
He eased two of his fingers into her needy core and Kendra squeezed him as hard as she could, intensifying the fullness.
“You do not have permission to come,” he warned. “Your pleasure belongs to us now. You will only come when we allow it.”
His long fingers slid in and out, arousing her already primed senses. She gritted her teeth and clenched her hands until her nails bit into her palms. “Please, Sir, I can’t wait.”
“You will wait,” he said sharply.
She ignored him. Lost in desire and greedy for release, she decided that a spanking would be well worth it. She had needed this for much too long.
“Your pleasure belongs to?—”
She cried out, back arching as an orgasm tore through her body. Her inner muscles rippled around his fingers and waves of pleasure washed away reality.
When her mind refocused, Kendra found Arcon sitting beside her, his handsome features locked in a mask of disapproval. “I told you to wait.”
“I tried to wait,” she said dismissively. “I needed it too badly.”
He rocked onto his knees and displayed his long, thick cock. “I need release just as badly. This is our first time. I wanted us to come together.”
She drew her knees up then spread her thighs. “We still can.” She smiled at him. “I promise I’ll wait this time.”
“You were selfish and disobedient. You understood my expectations and chose to ignore them.”
As the euphoria ebbed, she realized that he was seriously annoyed by her behavior. Well, she was getting pretty damn annoyed herself. “You came without me while you fucked my mouth. That’s why I needed you so badly.”
“You just earned a harsher punishment with your lies,” Arcon said sternly. “You made yourself come while I fucked your mouth. Our need for each other was equal and you chose to ignore my directive.”
She’d forgotten about that. Damn it. He was right. She was being greedy for pleasure and decided it was worth the risk. It was time to back down before she made this worse. “I’m sorry, Sir. I should have tried harder.”
Zevon handed Arcon something then sat down on the edge of the bed. He didn’t touch her, didn’t speak. He just watched as Arcon moved between her widespread thighs.
What had Zevon given Arcon? Arcon was intentionally keeping it out of sight. “I said I was sorry.” Anxiety surged through the lingering heat of her arousal. It was rapidly becoming clear that Arcon no longer had making love on his mind.