Page 100 of Syndicate of Sin Bundle

sage

Constantino left Laila and me in his BDSM room, chained up to the walls with vibrators stuffed deep inside ourselves. I grasped the chains in my fists and clutched them tightly. We had been here for what must’ve been over an hour now, coming over and over again.

Every vibration from the vibrator thrust me higher and higher. I threw my head back and glanced at the wall-length mirror on the side of the room, knowing that it probably wasn’t a regular mirror, but a way for Constantino to watch us while we came, to control the vibrators and give or take away pleasure anytime he wanted.

My pussy tightened, and I moaned loudly. Wave after wave of delight rushed through my body from my core, making my limbs tingle and my mind numb. And while I would’ve taken the vibrator away if I’d had control, the vibrations didn’t stop.

In fact, every time I came, my vibrations seemed to get even faster somehow. Or maybe it just felt that way because they hadn’t stopped for the longest damn time now. They had kept coming and coming, not once seizing, not once slowing down.

“He’s watching us,” I breathed, glancing over at the puddle of cum underneath Laila. “Isn’t he?”

Instead of looking over at the mirror, she stared at me and curled her pink lips into a soft smile. “Don’t look over at him, Sage. Don’t give him the satisfaction. You watch me as I come, then come with me,” she said, body convulsing for a moment as I listened to her vibrations become louder. “Please, come with me.”

Chained to the wall on the opposite side of the room, I stared at Laila, who struggled against the restraints, and for the first time, I really had the chance to admire her body. Dark brown hair cascaded past her shoulders. Huge brown eyes watched me as I watched her. Her breasts were bigger compared to her smaller frame, bouncing slightly every time a vibration shot through each of us.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” I whispered, pussy tightening on the vibrator for the umpteenth time in the past couple of hours.

All I wanted was to release another orgasm, let it shoot through my body and destroy me even further, but Laila wanted me to come with her. So, I waited.

Laila intently watched my body, her eyes lingering on my swollen clit and sopping pussy.

The more she eyed me, the closer I got to having an orgasm.

I squeezed my eyes shut, praying that I wouldn’t come too soon, hoping that I could hold out for just a bit longer. I clutched the chains between my fists again, legs trembling slightly. “Please, Laila, I don’t know how much longer I can hold out. I’m about to come again.”

“Not yet,” she whispered, legs trembling. “Hold off. I’m so close, baby.”

Just before Laila could give me permission to come, the door opened. Completely dressed again in his suit, Constantino stepped into the room. Instead of paying any attention to his wife, he walked over to me and pulled the vibrator out of my pussy before I had the chance to come again.

He stepped to the side of me so Laila could see everything that he was doing to me, then placed his fingers against my aching clit. My legs jerked into the air, my pussy clenching on nothingness and feeling so empty.

“Your clit is swollen, Sage,” he murmured, gently moving his fingers around my clit. He pressed his hardness against the side of my thigh and growled into my ear lowly, “We’re going to try this again. You’re not going to come until I tell you that you can.” With his free hand, he captured my nipple between two fingers. “Understand?”

“Yes,” I breathed, legs shaking.

“I know my wife is sexy, but I’m the boss both inside and outside this bedroom.” He gently sucked on the skin underneath my ear, his scruff tickling my neck. “You come when I tell you to from now on. Not her.”

Desperately trying to hold back my orgasm, I nodded. “Okay.”

“Watch my wife,” he murmured, tugging on my nipple and making me moan softly.

Laila was watching her husband skillfully touch my folds.

“She’s going to come for me on command, and then you’ll learn to do the same thing.”

I swallowed hard and stared at his profile, unable to believe that I was really here with a Mafia boss and his wife. Out of all the women in the world they could’ve had, they’d chosen me; they wanted me.

He turned back to me, lips curling into a smirk. His eyes were as dark as I imagined they’d be when he was holding a gun to someone’s head, threatening to pull the trigger, and killing them dead.

“Doll,” Constantino called, his dark gaze still focused on me, “come.”

On command, Laila threw her head back and screamed louder than I’d ever heard her. Body convulsing, she tugged on the chains and cried out in pleasure, drawing her legs together as much as she could.

Pleasure coursed through my body at the mere sight of her. My pussy tightened, and I squeezed my eyes closed, forcing myself to take steady breaths so I wouldn’t explode all over Constantino’s fingers.

“Please,” I whispered to him. “Can I come?”

There was a moment of complete silence.

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