Page 86 of Elicit (Decadence After Dark)

I clamp my jaw, battling the urge to laugh. Does he know how much of an asshole he sounds like? There’s nothing to take!

As bad as it might be, I close my eyes and pretend I’m sucking off Jett. I smell him, I taste him, envisioning those two devious little balls that tease and pleasure and tickle. Naughty thoughts of Jett and the feel of Nadia’s probing tongue brighten a burning in my core. I pull on the restraints about to come when Nadia let’s up for a fraction of a second. My orgasm deflates as I pop open my eyes, catching movement in my peripheral vision.

Surprisingly, I see Kayne stalk through the room with his pet on a leash. It’s my first good look at the woman he keeps behind the door. I don’t have much time to assess as Nadia picks up where she left off, recharging my climax. I fight against the restraints as my body responds to the persistent flattening of her tongue over my pussy.Oh shit.I breathe laboriously through my nose as the sensations cycle through me. As my inner walls contract and my sweltering flesh throbs. I release a muffled cry as I come, sucking crazily on Marcus’s baby cock.

“So damn good.” Marcus withdraws his swollen length from between my dry lips as I pant on the bed. He wasn’t even close to a climax. The man has better stamina than a long distance runner, I’ll give him that.

“You aren’t done yet,” he promises darkly as he unlocks my wrists. Once my ankles are free, I sit up, stealing a clear look at Kayne and the slave kneeling between his legs. She looks so tiny engulfed possessively against his broad body. But she’s beautiful, submissive, and clearly well-trained. She doesn’t move a muscle as he holds her by her rhinestone collar. The two of them watching us intently. Her big green eyes make my stomach flutter.

I move in a daze as Marcus gives us direction on the bed. Nadia lays flat on her stomach as we secure her in the cuffs.

“I want to watch her eat you out.” He grabs for a condom in the mirrored nightstand as I slide my wet flesh underneath her face. Marcus sheaths his sad little erection and plows into Nadia, who barely detects him inside her. We share a communicative look, and I again have to keep from laughing.

I thread my fingers through her dark hair as she laps up the remnants of my last orgasm, moaning a little tune against my pussy as Marcus fucks her.

In a sitting position I have a one-hundred and eighty-degree view of the room. I try not to stare, but Kayne and Ellie are stealing my full attention. Since I found out about her, I have done nothing but wonder about who she is and what she’s like, and now here she is, kneeling right in front of me. Watching me with hot pink cheeks and hypnotizing eyes.

Nadia swirls her tongue and then sucks on my clit just as Kayne shoves his hand into Ellie’s underwear. Her reaction mirrors mine as we’re both struck with an unexpected burst of arousal. I grab Nadia’s head with both hands and grind my slick folds against her mouth as I spy Kayne fingering Ellie. It’s so hot, the multiple levels of stimulation hitting me all at once—touch, sight, sound—it sets me off. I fall back against the headboard and come again. Harder this time, my abdominal muscles straining, my heart hammering and my core pulsating.

When I finally float down from my high and my vision refocuses, I find Kayne and Ellie are gone. I’m struck with a small amount of disappointment. I don’t know what I was expecting really. A conversation with them after the fact? Even I know that’s ridiculous.

Once all is said and done with Marcus, Nadia and I dress. Session over. Even after two climaxes, I feel empty. The reflex continually comes and goes in this new universe I’m navigating, and I know there’s only one person who can truly fill the void when I begin to shut down.

Nadia bounces out of the room first, clearly content. As I follow behind her, Marcus pulls me back.

“Have you given any more thought to my offer?” He settles his hands on my hips.

“I have,” I break it to him regrettably, “but I think I have to pass.”

“C’mon, Sugar. A beautiful girl like you doesn’t belong in a place like this. She belongs on a pedestal. I can give you anything your heart desires. Money, clothes, cars. All you have to do is ask.”

I smile sadly. He’s offering me everything but the one thing I truly want. There’s no profession of love or genuine feeling. He wants a doll. Someone to dress up and wear on his arm. I’ve been that my whole life, and now I want more.

And the only man who can give me what I want is currently standing in the doorway with a venomous expression on his striking face.

“Sugar,” he beckons me. I twist compliantly out of Marcus’s hold and go to him. I will always come when he calls. If I’m going to be a slave to a man, it will be the man of my choosing.

And I choose Jett. I will always choose Jett.

“Marcus.” Jett addresses him coolly with an arm around me. “Everything to your satisfaction?”

Marcus beams obnoxiously. “My girl never disappoints.” Jett digs his fingertips into my hip. “Glad to hear it.” He pulls me away.

“Are you okay?” I ask as we walk swiftly down the hall.

“Fine,” Jett answers curtly as we make our way down a flight of stairs. “Your presence has been requested,” he discloses once inside my room.

“My presence? With whom?” I ask as he corrals me into the bathroom.

“Kayne.” His short, one word answers are off-putting.

“What’s wrong?” I place my hands on his chest and push.

“Nothing. Did you have a good session with your boyfriend?” he asks passive-aggressively.

Boyfriend?I pause, then realize what’s happening here.

“Jett Fox, are you jealous of Marcus and his little dick?”

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