Page 38 of Captivating Nights

“You’re becoming rope drunk, belleza, which is normal with shibari. Just go with it.”

Cali relaxed at Xavier’s words and she allowed the peace to wrap around her like a cloud. So lost in that trance-like state, Cali didn’t initially feel the first drop of molten wax hit her skin. She did the second and third one, however, squirming as she startled in surprise.

Much like the flogger, the initial sting didn’t last long, which was good because Cali had no idea how much more she’d be able to withstand. Each plop of wax seemed to hit its mark, and her body responded the way they wanted it to.

“Good girl,” Zane said. “You’re doing great.”

She tried listening to his words as each drop landed in a pattern, fueling the ever-growing flames of desire whipping through her. She’d never experienced anything like this in her entire life. Every sense was on high alert and all she could do was feel.

The alternating drops of wax blended together as the men turned their attention to the bud of nerves currently throbbing between her thighs. Hair-roughened skin grazed her inner thighs and her head dropped back as a tongue flattened along her drenched folds and then dragged from her entrance to clit.

Cali’s body had a mind of its own, swaying from side to side as pain and pleasure met, propelling her further into the dream-like state they referred to as subspace. Wax…tongue…wax…teeth… Each sensation was sharper than the last and the randomness of what was being done had her close to exploding. Cali couldn’t form a coherent thought or even move her lips to express one. What she hoped was a plea for permission to climax instead sounded garbled and unrecognizable even to her own ears.

Each whimper, moan, and cry grew more frantic and she could barely hold on.

“Ahora, belleza!”

Cali shattered apart for him…for them…crying out first one name and then the other as each wave of her orgasm swept her further into the abyss.

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