Raven cleared her throat and shifted on the seat. Jax’s eyes followed the movement, and she flipped her hand back around to squeeze his thigh. “Soon, if you’re a good boy.” She murmured as she scanned the room looking for a couple or the rare single person they let into these rooms. She wanted someone strictly for Jax so she could sit back and watch how he handled the situation.
Her gaze landed on a female wearing a kitten mask and only pasties who knelt beside a male who wasn’t wearing a shirt and had his pants unbuttoned. One hand was wrapped around his cock, stroking himself in lazy and unhurried motions. His other hand was wrapped around a thick strap that was attached to a chain. Raven’s eyes went back to the female kneeling beside him and noticed the pink collar wrapped around her throat. Raven noticed to his right also knelt a male wearing a puppy mask who was naked except for the blue collar he wore around his neck.
Raven’s eyes went back to the seated male. He watched her with an amused smirk on his lips. He inclined his head towards Raven in an unspoken invitation, and Raven knew this was exactly what her and Jax needed tonight.
Raven’s lips pulled back into a smile and nodded. She watched him uncurl himself out of the chair and noticed how big he was. From this distance he looked as big as Jax was, and she briefly wondered if Jax was going to pull away from this based on the man’s size.
Raven squinted her eyes when the man’s face was bathed in the dim lighting and she recognized him right away. His name was Mr. Steele and he was a regular at Lush. He never fucked anyone here, but he lent out his pets often, giving them a long leash to play, and Raven knew they would be perfect for tonight.
Mr. Steele tucked his cock back into his pants and gently pulled on the metal chains in his hand, letting his pet’s know it was time to move. They leaned forward on their hands and knees and slowly crawled toward Raven and Jax.
Her blood heated in her body as Jax let out a groan. She quickly glanced toward him to make sure it wasn’t a groan of apprehension. She let out a pained chuckle when she saw how his eyes darkened, a blaze of need that damn near scorched the floor in front of him as his gaze bounced between Mr. Steele’s pets.
Raven’s hand slowly made its way up Jax’s thigh, and when she cupped him through his jeans, he let out a grunt, never taking his eyes off the pets as they both crawled toward them. “Your goal is to kill me,” he groaned.
“If it is, this is a death you won’t run from,” she murmured just as Mr. Steele reached Raven’s chair.The woman and man went back to kneeling besides Mr. Steele, waiting for instructions like the good little pets that they were.
Mr. Steele bent down, putting his hands on the armrest of the chair. He leaned in close so she could hear him over the sounds of heavy panting and climaxing. The sound of sex was one of Raven’s favorite soundtracks to play.
“Ms. Wright, you’ve come off that pretty perch of yours to grace us mortals with your presence.” His gaze slid toward Jax and then back to her. “Breakin’ him in?”
Mr. Steele’s tone was curious and Raven nodded. It had been a long time since she’d played in these rooms or done any demonstrations. When she first opened Lush, she was on the ground floor making sure everything went smoothly, lending a helping hand, lips, or tongue when needed. As Lush picked up steam, Raven had taken a backseat to deal with only the admin part of running a club, choosing one night a month to come down to the main floor to partake in whatever was happening onstage or in the back rooms.
“It’s his first time. We’re testing out his limits tonight.” Raven’s grip on Jax’s thigh tightened.
Mr. Steele’ smile was full of wicked promise. “That can be arranged. Do you require my dick in you tonight, Mrs. Wright, or will my pet’s tongue be enough? Surely you’re not going to sit this one out, are you?”
Raven thought about it for only a moment. She wanted to fuck but knew she wouldn’t be satisfied with anyone other than Jax. “Take a seat, Mr. Steele. I only require your pets tonight. Names?” She questioned, not remembering if they were given any inside this room.
Mr. Steele stood to his full height. “Very well.” His hand caressed the woman’s hair who sat at his feet. “This is Kat.” His other hand caressed the back of the male’s neck at his feet. “This is Kit.”
Raven stood to push the chair she was sitting in to face across from Jax and to give Mr. Steele enough time to talk to his pets about what was expected from them. Raven walked behind Jax’s chair, she could feel his eyes on her, and when she dropped her hand to his shoulder, he made a grab for it, bringing her fingers to his lips.
Jax nipped at her skin, and she bent down to bring her lips to his ear. “What are the safe words?” She questioned to make sure he fully understood he could stop this at any moment.
“Yellow to slow down and red for a hard stop.” He murmured toward her as Mr. Steele walked his pets to sit in between the two chairs.
“Do you want me to blindfold you?” Raven asked, knowing how she planned to push him toward his edge tonight. Jax was a proud man with a religious upbringing so engraved in his system, and there was a part of Raven that worried that while Jax had come here on his own and had a ‘down for whatever’ attitude, when the sun came up he’d be riddled with guilt or try and deny this part of him.
“No.” Jax shook his head. “Just stay in my line of sight so if I get lost I can focus on you as an anchor.”
She kissed him underneath his ear, before she asked one more time if he was sure this was what he wanted. When he all but pushed her toward the empty chair, Raven settled into the role he needed her in.
Raven addressed Mr. Steele before she sat down across from Jax. “Kit gets to play with him.” She wrapped her hands around Kat’s hair. “I want to see if these lips feel as good against my pussy as they look.”
My pretty little Raven.
A goddess among the mortals
They deserve to be at your feet
But not in worship
In sacrifice.
My pretty little Raven
Do her lips feel good,