Page 21 of Concealed Deception

While I’m sexually frustrated because of my heightened senses, Xander explains the rules of this room, including my safe word and if or when to use it.

All I want is to yell and scream at him to hurry up and touch me, though it seems he knows exactly my protests before I make them known.I try hard to fight the building desire from his whispered touch, but I no longer can.

“Xander, please.”I’m not above begging when I have to, even if it makes me look weak.

Slap.A sharp sting meets my swollen clit, followed by a soothing touch.

Holy fuck that was hot.

“I’ll slap this pussy again if you don’t obey the rules, treasure.Perhaps I’ll draw out your first orgasm… Hmm, or maybe I’ll hold it from you completely, until I’m feeling less… wound tight.”

The bastard has the gall to step forward with a sinister smirk on his face, then brings his lips to mine, taking from me everything I didn’t know I needed to give.

I’m starting to find a new me amongst this chaos, and I fucking love who I’m becoming.

This time, our kiss is raw and rough, filled with heated passion but also dark hatred.It’s a mixture of the elements we share and are yet to explore.

My body suddenly jolts alive by the hand that’s resting back on my clit.

I’m impatient for his touch, so I buck my hips, needing more.

I’m throbbing for more, but every time I try to fulfill the desire, he pulls away.

“Please, sir.”I don’t make the same mistake a second time and am rewarded for obeying him.Two fingers push against my entrance, making me gasp in response.He withdraws them a moment later, then starts gliding them through my wetness in an agonizingly delicious way.He curls his fingers expertly against my inner walls as he pushes them back in, making the sensations build and build until… “No-o,” I cry out from the loss.

“Not until I say, treasure,” Xander reminds me, and I cry out in protest.If being attached to this wall isn’t torture enough, Xander slides his two fingers into his mouth and sucks hard, cleaning my juices from them.“Fucking delectable.”

When I mentioned earlier about the demon waiting to be released, I fear I may have been thinking prematurely.What I see before me now, it scares the hell out of me.With his brows downturned, the hunger form earlier has gone, and in its place hosts a new psychotic edge.Not to forget his egotistical smirk that’s emphasized by his tongue sweeping across his lips.He looks all parts killer and all parts of the Alexander I first met.

This time, I can’t run.

His tongue trails up my neck before his mouth comes down hard, sucking on the same vein he was touching not so long ago.Then his teeth latch on, biting me as he releases my skin from his mouth.

The spot burns and throbs from his absence, though I barely have time to come down from the high when he does it again, only moving further down my body.As I look down, I see a trail of already black and blue bruising.Excitement floods me by the fact he’s marking me while I beg for his hands or mouth to be back at my throbbing pussy.

I moan while pulling on the restraints each time his mouth is on me, encouraging him to do it harder, until I’m screaming my delightful frustrations into the room.

With every touch the euphoria builds.Every burning sensation of the cuffs or his mouth sends shockwaves to my core.I want to have some form of control, but not having it amplifies every nerve ending tenfold.

I should be shocked by his sudden withdrawal, but I expected it.I’m learning quickly that when he knows I’m getting to my apex, he stops.

I open my eyes with a darkness that challenges his.The moment our eyes lock, I know he understands what I’m saying—moreover, what I’m reiterating.

“Give me everything…” I’m not one to bow down, and with this newfound strength, I pull the trigger on the last of my uncertainties.“Sir.”

A bright flash fills the room and I struggle to focus from the previous dimness.When I’ve regained focus, I see the one-way glass has been turned off, leaving it transparent from our side.I look between it and Xander, shock overcoming me.

“They can’t see us, nor hear us.”His simple reassurance relaxes me only slightly.

I pay no attention to what Xander is currently doing as I crane my neck to get a better view through the glass wall.Shock and anger courses through me at the sight I’m seeing.Antonio sits in the booth with a beautiful blond, sipping on what looks like a glass of whiskey.When the woman turns to laugh at whatever Antonio says, I lose my breath in shock.Lacey is the woman sitting with him in the booth, and when she looks at him laughing, he looks directly through the glass, as if knowing I can see them.

The sight of the two of them makes my blood boil, and I’m second guessing why I’m really here.

“Don’t mistake that as your punishment, treasure.She’s simply there for Tony, not us.Although, he does have a sadistic mind, and I bet he’s getting off knowing I have you in here.I think you love the thought of having a dirty secret.I think you’d love having my tongue fucking your pussy with your friend on the other side of that glass, completely oblivious to what’s happening.”

“But Antonio—”

“Tony knows to keep his mouth shut.”

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