A Perfect Storm (19 page)
An enormous wooden X structure took up much of the center of the room—she recalled peeking into this room her first night while snooping at Ravenstoke—and Cale was affixed to it. The front of his naked body was attached to the cross at the wrists and ankles, with the center X point hitting at his stomach. Behind Cale, Magnus once again wore only jeans. He wielded a whip and cracked it through the air. The tip licked right across Cale’s bare ass. The man cried out with the sting of contact, but his thick cock reared big and red, right in front of Jade’s face, where she kneeled in front of him nude. Jade whacked a long, narrow reed against Cale’s hip and ordered him not to come. She smacked his prick and balls a couple of times as well, to Cale’s clear moans of delight.
So much of Sophie, parts of herself she didn’t understand, wanted to remain locked on that scene, but the vision of a shirtless Lucien seated in the shadows drew her complete attention. As Lucien watched Magnus deliver another slice of the whip to Cale’s flesh, this time across the backs of his thighs, his strange eyes shone with the same kind of light from in her waking dream. He had his pants unzipped, but his underwear remained up, and only the deep red crown of his cock peeked out from the waistband.
Sophie’s mouth watered, and for the first time in her life, she craved a man pushing her head down to make her take his dick past her throat. She wanted to be stuffed full with Lucien, wherever and with whatever he would give her, and she wanted him so hot as a result that he’d spill on her or in her, in whatever way gave him the most pleasure.
Without conscious thought, Sophie walked to Lucien and stood in front of him. She started to kneel, but he grabbed her wrist and kept her on her feet. Finally he blinked and lifted his gaze to hers. “You’re facing the wrong way.” That lazy, laconic intonation in his tone matched the knowing half smile gracing his lips. Confidence that he would make her orgasm again radiated from within him, and right now Sophie didn’t have the desire to get angry at him for it. After all, she had come to him of her own free will.
Lucien turned her away from him but kept her between his legs. In doing so, he gave her a clear line to Cale’s profile, and she could see everything happening to the man. With his hands on her hips, Lucien added, “Now you can see the show.”
Ten feet away from them, Magnus teased the whip’s coil up Cale’s thighs, across his buttocks, to the muscular span of his back. Cale shuddered with every glancing contact from the tightly braided leather, and fat, milky pearls of early seed leaked from his cock. His backside glowed red from the whipping, showing he’d taken Magnus’s discipline for some time before Sophie had entered the room. In front of Cale, Jade leaned in to swirl her tongue around the tip of his shaft, sipping his essence, and Cale keened his pleasure.
Letting the whip come to rest at his side, Magnus switched to running the tips of his fingers over the flesh he’d just welted to a state of angry red lines. “Do you want me to play with your hole a little bit”—he delved two fingers down Cale’s crack, presumably to rub his pucker—“or are you hungry for rough and fast?”
Right then, Jade used the thin cane to press Cale’s sac and shaft up against his belly; she then tongued the huge, red orbs of his nuts. Immediately Cale sucked in air visibly and turned his head to find Magnus’s eyes. His voice rough, he said, “I’m gonna lose it if you don’t fuck me soon.”
After nodding, Magnus looked to Jade. “Help him to his knees and prepare his ass for me.”
Oh my goodness
. Once again, as naturally as before, Sophie moved. This time, she dropped to sit on Lucien’s lap. She’d never seen two men fuck before, and she went a little shaky, and a lot wet, hearing Magnus tell Jade to prepare Cale’s ass for a ride. Her mouth went dry, and her stare widened to take everything in as Jade loosened the shackles holding Cale to the wooden X enough to allow him to slip out of them. He stumbled, but Jade had him around the waist, and she helped lower him to a textured black mat on the floor. Cale immediately folded over, stuck his reddened buttocks up high in the air, and stretched his arms all the way out in front of him. Cale plastered his forehead to the matting, and Jade secured his wrists together with another leather cuff and then hooked the binding to a ring on the floor.
As Jade assisted Cale, Magnus pushed his jeans down in the front just enough to free his enormous cock. After rolling on a condom, he squeezed a dollop of lube out of a large bottle and then tossed the plastic container to Jade. While Magnus slicked his sheathed prick with lube, Jade oiled two fingers with the stuff. On Lucien’s lap, Sophie stared, riveted, as Jade lined up her middle digit with Cale’s pucker and eased one long finger into his ass. The man grunted as he took the invasion. From the sidelines, Sophie moaned and rubbed her slit against Lucien’s pant leg, needy for relief.
Lucien slid his hands down the top of Sophie’s thighs and then reversed direction along the inner slope, not stopping when he reached her crease. “You’re incredibly excited by this.” He slipped two fingers along her entrance and came away with her excitement coating his digits.
Desperate for Lucien’s hands on her, yet spellbound as Jade pushed another finger into Cale’s ass to stretch him open, Sophie writhed on Lucien’s thigh. “Yes.”
Lucien let his hands travel up Sophie’s belly to her waist, gathering her shirt along the way. “This is another new pairing for you.” He skimmed his long, elegant fingers over her breasts, taking a moment to squeeze the smallish size on his journey to remove her shirt.
Biting her lip as Lucien once again exposed her body to anyone who might look, Sophie nodded. Cool air danced along her now-bared flesh, titillating her skin even more. She managed to say “Yes” just as Jade withdrew her fingers from Cale’s channel and Magnus moved in to line up his cockhead with Cale’s hole.
Behind Sophie, Lucien brushed his lips across her upper back, again and again, and the fleeting contact made Sophie’s pussy flare as if he’d teased his mouth against her nether lips. She rocked into the solid strength of his thigh, searching for friction, but then cried out “Oh God!” when in front of her Magnus slammed forward and drilled his cock deep into Cale’s ass just as Jade whacked Cale’s buttocks with the slender cane. Cale’s entire restrained body jerked in response, and he reared his head out of hiding to howl a guttural sound that must have originated straight from his core. Yet as soon as he did, he quickly bared his teeth and demanded more.
Magnus gave Cale another rough plowing, surely all the way into his passage, and Jade snapped the reed cane against Cale’s ass cheeks again, darkening the skin to an even deeper crimson. Cale appeared to love the aggression; he grunted a raw “More” with every thrust of Magnus’s shaft into his tunnel and each snap of the cane against his ass or back. Even with Cale in this folded position, Sophie could still see the man’s fat cock pushing, stiff as a board, against his belly, his body confirming his encouraging shouts of pleasure.
Meanwhile, as Sophie watched, she writhed on Lucien’s thigh, desperately grinding her sex against his leg. Lucien continued to caress her shoulders and sides, and even manipulated his thigh under her to rub more deeply into her slit. Every subtle thing he did to her—just the fact that he was there—swelled Sophie’s pussy with greater arousal, equally as much as watching Cale beg for Magnus’s cock in his ass and the sting of Jade’s cane did.
Lucien rubbed his palms around Sophie’s waist to her lower belly. “You’re struggling, honey.” Softly pressing against her, he said, “Lie back and let me help you.”
Caught up in the drugging swirl of sex and lust in the room, Sophie let Lucien shift and guide her until he had her laid out across his lap with her head on one arm of the cushioned chair and her legs draped over the other. She looked up and found him staring down at her with something unfathomably dark and akin to violence streaking his irises with gold. Sophie’s heart thumped right into her throat, but before she could part her lips or move, Lucien folded down over her, latched onto her breast with a powerful, sucking drag, and sent every nerve ending in her nipple into a scattered frenzy.
Crying out, Sophie dug her fingers into Lucien’s hair, holding him to her tit in a silent plea that he continue. Lucien moaned around the mound of flesh he had in his mouth, and he nibbled on the pebbled tip until Sophie swore the sensation traveled all the way down her legs and made her toes curl. With a couple flicks of his tongue, Lucien licked his way across the valley of her breasts and pulled her other tit past his lips with just as much vigor as he had the first. In response, Sophie bit her lip, planted her heels into the armrest of the chair, and spread herself open like the weakest-willed whore, eager for this one man to take over her pussy the same way he did her breasts.
Right then a hoarse shout ripped through the thick air. Sophie turned her head just in time to see Magnus pull his cock all the way out of Cale’s ass, leaving the man’s hole wide open and empty. Just as fast as Magnus withdrew, he jammed forward and drove his shaft straight back into Cale, all the way to the root, making Cale cry out again. No longer caning Cale, Jade had slid the upper part of her body under Cale and now sucked his rigid dick. The man looked ready to collapse, yet he continued to roughly plead with Magnus and Jade not to stop.
With a few more flicks of his tongue against Sophie’s nipple, Lucien ended the wonderful torment to her breasts. At the same time, he slid his hand down her quivering stomach and thigh to her knee, hooked her leg high around his neck, and opened her sex in a different way. Lucien then slid his palm back down her inner thigh to her mound and lifted his darkened amber gaze to hers. “Would you like a taste of what Cale is feeling right now?” He grazed his fingers along her crease, gathering the natural lubricant she’d made for him, and kept moving until his slickened middle finger came to rest against her rosy ring. “Just a finger’s worth of that huge cock he’s loving so much?”
Sophie jerked, but at the same time, she slid a glance to Cale, noting the almost obscene pleasure on his face, and her back passage pulsed with the same heartbeat her cunt did.
Oh my
. She looked at Lucien’s long, elegant finger, poised to breach her hole, and only the smallest shiver of fear trickled through her. Blood continued to rush to her sex. Imagining Lucien taking her, in any way, only added to the juices already coating Sophie’s inner thighs.
Slipping to a place of pure need for this man, a place from which, with each passing day, Sophie became less sure she’d find her way out of, she locked on the hints of burnished gold in his eyes. “Give it to me.” She fluttered deep inside as she moaned and added, “I want everything from you.”
Lucien’s pupils flared, but rather than jam his finger into her ass, he folded himself over her and stuck his face right in to her cunt. He licked deep into her entrance, and Sophie cried out as a sharp jolt of pure joy rocked through her body. With another stab of his tongue into her opening, she keened with pleasure, and Lucien then kissed his way up her nether lips to flick her clit.
Releasing a noise that made it sound as if he loved what he did to her, Lucien created the most amazing circular motions around the tip of her bead with his tongue, again and again and again, and then switched to the gentlest, most focused suction Sophie had ever experienced in her life. He sucked and swirled, sucked and swirled, and Sophie thought she might start vibrating like a perfectly petted kitten. Blood flooded to the entirety of her pussy in response to what Lucien did to her, making her feel as if she could crawl out of her very skin. The base, beautiful moans from Cale as he continued to take a powerful fucking mingled with Sophie’s desire—Cale’s pleasure somehow merging into her being and strengthening hers—pushed Sophie headfirst toward orgasm faster than she’d ever gone in her life.
Arching her back and bowing her head over the arm of the chair, Sophie fell deeper and faster into the carnal spell Ravenstoke wound around its inhabitants and guests. “Please…” Sophie thrust her cunt into Lucien’s face as the tightening in her core intensified. “It’s so good. I don’t…” Her shoulders dug into the arm of the chair as she thrashed her head and pumped her hips. “Don’t stop.”
Lucien didn’t stop one bit. In fact, right then, just as Cale’s roar of completion consumed the room, Lucien flicked his tongue with incredible speed against her clit and thrust his long middle finger deep into her ass. Orgasm ripped through Sophie just as Lucien took her back passage, and she cried out high and loud. Lucien didn’t give her a second of reprieve. He dipped down and darted his tongue into her pussy, penetrating her there as well as in her ass. The pleasure in the deep contractions of release rocked through Sophie so completely they drowned out the pain in her rear tunnel. Sophie twisted in the throes of coming, but Lucien stayed with her, never letting her shy away from the almost too good sensations he wreaked in her body. He pumped his finger in her ass channel, and the strangeness of being filled there shivered through Sophie in tandem with the ebbing waves he pulled from her cunt. The deliciousness of his taking worked through her entire being, leaving streaking lines of joy from her pussy and ass up to her spine and belly and into her breasts to then tag the smallest corners of her body. Sophie throbbed from top to bottom like one fully charged wire, and she felt certain the mountainous sensations taking her over could not be contained within her body.
Rather than going languid in the aftermath of such feelings, Sophie practically burst out of her skin with the need to share this wonderful glow. Desperate to make Lucien feel as good as she did, Sophie unhooked her leg from his neck in a flash and moved to the floor between his knees, shivering one last time as Lucien’s finger slipped out of her ass and his tongue slid free of her entrance.
Before Lucien could protest, before she even let herself look in his eyes, Sophie pushed Lucien’s underwear down just enough to get his smooth sac and beautiful, rigid cock free. Barely stealing a moment to regain her breath, she parted her lips to take the red, sticky head of Lucien’s penis into her mouth. Hot, velvety cock slid over Sophie’s tongue, and she moaned as she took more of his length inside. Above her, Lucien uttered a string of curse words, and his hands curled into fists high on his thighs. Fearful he would push her away, Sophie grabbed Lucien’s wrists and pinned his arms at his sides, away from her head.
