Tempted by Darkness (7 page)

Trevlon Wolf honestly believed he’d been more
than patient with Kit. He’d nearly gone out of his mind with worry
while she’d met with the Supreme Council. The enormous doors that
closed between them had obviously been made of something very
special or perhaps the wizards inside had put some sort of spell on
them, because Kit’s thoughts had been completely blocked from him
from the moment they’d locked together. It was if his mate had
simply ceased to exist. The emptiness that had filled his soul had
knocked him to his knees and had nearly driven him to distraction.
Trev had suddenly understood why shifters who lose their mates die
shortly thereafter. And then, when she and Braden had gone to meet
Devin alone, he’d been even more crazed. It wasn’t that he didn’t
have faith in her abilities, it was simply that he was terrified
there would be a split second when she was distracted and that
would be all the time an enemy needed to steal her from him
forever.

When a messenger arrived instructing both he
and Ruby to meet Kit and Braden at a private landing strip, he’d
worried they were all walking into a trap. Ruby had assured him she
wasn’t picking up any negative trace magic, but not being able to
confirm the safety of the situation himself had left him more than
a little unnerved. But the worst had come after they’d all returned
home and Kit had explained the conditions she’d agreed to in
exchange for Angie’s release. When he’d looked over at Jameson,
Trev had actually wondered whether his brother’s head was going to
spin around on his shoulders or explode first.

They’d immediately begun planning a session
in their newly remodeled dungeon as a way to release some of their
stress as much as a way to remind their darling mate who she
belonged to. But now, her continued defiance had just changed the
game. She wanted to use those lovely eyes to look at them as if
they were cretins? Well, they’d just rob her of that opportunity.
Stalking over to the large armoire, Trev returned with a long,
black silk scarf. “Baby, those glares have just tipped the scales,
and not in your favor. Let’s see if we can’t make sure you don’t
dig yourself any deeper, shall we?”

Trev and Jameson both knew how independent
Kit was—submission wasn’t ever going to be easy for her, even
though she embraced it with everything she was once they got her
focused on what she was
feeling
. The biggest hurdle Kit
faced in their D/s relationship was that her mind rarely shut down
without their help. During a post-orgasmic haze once early in their
relationship, she’d admitted the relief of not having to
think
was almost overwhelming though the glare she’d given
him earlier made him doubt his feisty lover would admit that now.
Her eyes blazed with anger as he slid the silk over them. When she
opened her mouth to speak, he leaned forward and whispered against
her ear, “Be very careful, baby, or you’ll find yourself
gagged
as well.” The low growl deep in her throat made Trev
smile. For a shifter who’d never changed until they’d mated, she
had certainly taken quickly to snarling.

‘
She seems less than impressed with your
warning, brother. What do you say we give her reason to reconsider
her surliness?’

‘
I completely agree, I’ll clamp those
beautiful nipples while you begin flogging her.’
Trev pulled
the first clamp from his pocket as he leaned down and covered the
pink peak with his mouth. He loved blowing air over the damp skin
and watching it draw up seeking his attention. He grazed his teeth
over the tip clamping down gently before pulling back and letting
it stretch even tighter before releasing it. Watching her breast
jiggle, he fought the urge to press the mounds together and slide
his cock between them and mark her chest with his seed. ‘
It’s
amazing how quickly that growl turns to a moan of pleasure, isn’t
it, baby?’
He loved being able to push his words into her mind,
knowing they would resonate clear to her soul.

“Yes, ohhh, that feels so—argh!” Trev knew
the moment the strands of the flogger thudded against her ivory
skin just by her reaction. Feeling her tremble and her skin heat
beneath his lips was nothing compared to the scent of her sweet
honey. By the time they were finally ready to take her, Kit’s sweet
cream would be running in rivulets down the inside of her thighs.
He and Jameson were both thrilled that she was always ready for
them. Her body responded by preparing itself even when her mind was
still playing catch-up.

Closing his teeth gently, he pulled back
again and again until the peak was a sharp point begging for the
jeweled clamp in his hand. Releasing the clamp over the tip and
then tightening it until Kit hissed, he backed off the tension just
a bit and grinned over her shoulder at Jameson. His brother was
absorbed in his task and Trev was quickly becoming intoxicated by
the smell of his mate’s arousal. He couldn’t wait to kneel in front
of her and run his tongue over her pussy lips, tasting her need was
intoxicating.

Lavishing his attention on Kit’s other
nipple, Trev felt her body shudder as she drew close to release, he
pulled back to say, “Don’t you dare come without permission, baby.
That will buy you more trouble than you can take right now.” Her
sweet pleading fell on deaf ears. Neither he nor Jameson were in
forgiving moods—at least not just yet.

“You had better listen to him, kitten. He is
trying to save your ass—literally.”

“I will try, but it...feels so deliciously
wicked I’m not sure how long I can—hold out.” Trev couldn’t hold
back his chuckle because they all three knew she would only be able
to hold back as long as they allowed it. Either of them could push
her over whenever they decided to, they knew her body’s limits far
better than she did at this point. There wasn’t an inch they hadn’t
tasted, not a single place they hadn’t kissed. The two of them had
mentally mapped each one hot spot and catalogued her reactions.
They’d routinely exploited the information without a shred of
remorse.

Kit’s soft panting brought Trev’s mind back
to the moment, with his hands over her shoulders, he could feel her
muscles tighten in anticipation of the second clamp and he intended
to make certain the intensity pushed her even closer to the edge.
They were going to torture her with pleasure for as long as
possible before any of them went over the edge.

“Let’s see how you do with a bit of added
weight, shall we, baby? I think these emeralds are going to look
lovely against your creamy skin.” When she gasped and jerked
against the restraints, he smiled, “Oh, and did I mention that they
are quite large. They’re a gift from us to you. The stones have
been in our family for hundreds of years, made into various
configurations and pieces over the years, but I do believe our
favorite jeweler has outdone himself this time.” Watching the deep
green stones sparkle as they caught the light from the wall
sconces, Trev couldn’t help but marvel at the way the soft light
danced over the surface of the faceted stones.

‘
You’d better kick things up a notch,
Jameson, she isn’t going to last much longer—and neither am I. Her
cream is already running in glimmering streams down the inside of
her thighs.’
Slowly he pressed butterfly kisses down her torso
circling her naval with his tongue before pressing it inside to
mimic what he planned to do when he reached her sweet pussy.

‘
Let’s tilt her world a little bit. It’ll
bring her back from the edge and I’ll distract her with one of the
toys in my pocket. Let’s see how she does with the clit
clip.’

‘
Perfect. And then see if giving her
something to wrap those sweet lips around won’t keep her out of
trouble. If she can’t speak maybe she won’t be as apt to turn this
into a punishment session rather than the pleasurable reminder we’d
envisioned.’
Trev pulled the small remote from the pocket of
his jeans. When Kit felt the cross begin to move, she gasped in
surprise. Reaching beneath her to palm the cheeks of her ass, Trev
noticed how hot her skin felt against his palm—his brother had no
doubt done a superb job of warming her up.

Leaning down, Trev used his lips to push the
hood back before sucking her clit ruthlessly over the tops of his
teeth. Kit screamed and Trev used the flat of his hand to give her
sensitized ass a stinging swat. “This pink pearl is mine to
decorate, baby. I’m going to put a lovely ring around it and leave
it exposed for our pleasure.” What she didn’t know was that even
the slightest movement of air over the exposed bundle of nerves was
going to feel like a lover’s caress. She was already so close, Trev
wondered if he’d get the small device in place before she lost
control.

Jameson’s emotions were at war. A part of him
wanted to paddle Kit’s ass until she needed a pillow to sit on for
the next several days. But another part wanted to fuck her
senseless—sinking so deep in her that she’d never forget who she
belonged to, and she’d never even consider putting herself in this
sort of danger again. He’d stripped while Trev repositioned their
new St. Andrew’s Cross, Kit’s face was now at the perfect height
for him to slide his engorged cock past her sweet lips, but first
he wanted to reconnect their spirits. For the first time since
she’d walked into the club, he’d been forced to spend several
nights away from her and he’d missed her with every beat of his
heart. If something happened to her, Jameson wasn’t entirely sure
he’d survive.

Stroking a knuckle along the side of her
face, he soothed her when she startled, “It’s just me, kitten.” His
ego swelled when she tried to push her cheek against his hand. She
was so much like the kitten he called her, seeking the warmth of
his touch. “Your new jewelry looks beautiful laying against your
creamy skin, my love. I’m going to enjoy playing with those lovely
green jewels as I’m sliding over those ruby lips. And even though I
can’t see your eyes, I know these emeralds are the exact same
color, but we’ll check that later—when I remove them I want to see
your eyes widen as your mind tries to distinguish the pleasure from
the pain.”

Jameson kept stroking the back of his finger
slowly up and down the side of her neck, watching goose bumps race
over her skin under his light touch. He was determined to draw this
out despite the fact it was taking everything he had to keep from
pushing clear to the back of her throat, sinking deep into her warm
mouth. “You see, my love, this is all about reminding you that you
belong to us. We don’t expect you to seek our approval for
everything you do. You are a brilliantly talented woman who has
proven time and again how capable you are. But when you make
choices that leave your wellbeing hanging in the balance, we’ll
expect you to confer with us beforehand. We’d expect the same
consideration from any other member of the pack.”