Savage Chains: Scarred (#2)

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Authors: Caris Roane
fact that it feels really good?
    Yes, besides that.
    It’s fine. Whatever you need to do is fine. I trust you.
    Reyes couldn’t really imagine what this was like for Angelica, the horror of it, seeing all this perversion all at once. For the sake of those who were most likely watching he dropped to his knees on the floor behind her, spread her legs, and leaned over her.
    “You’re to stay in this position, slave, and do as you’re told.”
    “Yes, master.”
    As he held her waist and kissed her bottom the chains at his neck vibrated, telling him that she liked what he was doing. His ever-present desire for her began to flow, hardening him, making him want to bury himself deep between her beautiful thighs.
    Reyes,
she whispered through his mind.
    I can make you come like this, if you want me to.
    It would be wrong on so many levels.
Her hips flexed.
But I’d love it.
    You’re beautiful, Angelica. And these black stockings topped with faux leopard are turning me on.
    Your lips are like heaven.
    Despite the horror of the festival, he wanted this for Angelica; he wanted her to know pleasure. This much he could do for her.
    He slid one hand beneath her to cover her mound and began kneading her, pushing against her, teasing her clitoris. She moaned.
    Wanting better access, he drew back and pulled her to the edge of the bed. He took his time taking her thong off, stroking her legs, then kissing her bottom in turns.
    Reyes, my God, Reyes.
    When her thong sat on the floor beside him he spread her legs wide and moved between. He ignored his own desire and made this all about her.
    Using his tongue, he went to work while at the same time returning his hand to her mound and to the top of her clitoris.
    But having his tongue deep inside her well and feeling her tight pulses brought his own need to a sharp, painful pinnacle.
    He continued to drive his tongue into her and to massage her clitoris at the same time. She was gasping now, her face into the comforter.
    Aloud, he spoke in a harsh voice. “You’ll come for me, slave; come now.”
    Spank me, if you want.
    I’m so tempted.
    Do it, Reyes. It will help with the cover and, truthfully, I’d like it.
    He lifted his hand and gave her a sharp crack on her bottom.
    She cried out as if in pain.
Reyes, oh, my God. Do it again.
    Only if you protest.
    “That hurts, master.”
    “It’s meant to, slave.” He slapped her again, then went back to work using his tongue.
    I’m so close.
    Whenever you’re ready, Angelica.
    She panted, and because of the chains he could feel that she was on the brink. Using his vampire abilities, he flicked in and out of her faster than a human could go. She moaned heavily; then suddenly she was screaming her orgasm. He kept working her until she settled back against the bed.
    Reyes, that was wonderful. Thank you.
    Even within his mind she sounded loose and well-used.
    I’m going to issue some commands to help support what I’m doing, okay? Forgive me for the way this will sound.
    No worries.
    “All right, slave, you’re to stay in that position, your legs spread wide. Do you understand?”
    “Yes, master.”
    He rose from his knees painfully aroused.
    He drew a chair from beside the wall and moved to position it so that he appeared to be looking at her.
    When he sat down he placed his feet on the insides of hers.
I’m going to force you wider, but let me know if it hurts.
    I’m good.
    Slowly, he pushed her legs farther and farther apart. For a slave this would be a point of humiliation, but for him keeping Angelica in this position showed dominance.
    How’s that?
    Fine. Really, I’m fine.
    We’re just going to stay like this for a while. I may touch you now and then, just for show. All I want you to do is to take a breath, to relax, before we continue on. With this much drinking going on, I think things will get worse before we’ll be able to leave.
    You mean more like one orgy after another.
    I’m afraid so.
Again he repressed the need to

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