Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 65041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Simply making the environment that much more intoxicating.
The temptation was out in the open, but behind the masks it didn’t make that seedy. People were giving in to their desires, playing a part without having to worry about the repercussions.
Jace sensed my apprehension and curiosity, leading me into a theater room where there were clips of women on a reel. Some of them were with men, others with women, and others were alone pleasuring themselves.
When I heard a loud moan, I turned to the naked woman lying on the floor with her hands and ankles bound separately through leather bindings. She wore a blindfold while the two males beside her held a candle. I watched them pour wax all over her skin, and she moaned loudly again. Her pale skin turned red in seconds, and their erections bounced in anticipation.
They were all getting off on it, and I couldn’t help but feel the same.
It was as if I was watching it in slow motion, feeling the allure and magnetism tugging me forward. My panties got wet, and I squeezed my metal leash. Within seconds, both the men had their cocks in their hands, stroking up and down as my eyes widened. Jace pulled me out of the room when one of the men moved between her legs and the other to her mouth.
I saw two women exit the next room, which caught my eye. Jace noticed, walking us to it. He opened the door into a dim room where a few people were having sex in all positions. Some were straddling men, others were going at it with women, and some were even in groups, taking it in every hole. Through a fascinated regard, I watched as they sucked cock and ate pussy. My eyes couldn’t focus on one thing for very long, and I swear my mouth hung open.
I had so many questions and not nearly enough answers.
Instead, my concentrated stare went back to the scenes unfolding in front of me as we walked through the rooms, one by one. Jace led me deeper into the rabbit hole, and I eagerly awaited what was next to come. Each room differed from the last. The only thing they had in common was the heady, palpable hedonism.
One of the back rooms caught my attention on our way through the maze. The crazy thing about it was that Jace sensed that too. In one quick, sudden movement, we were walking toward that door.
For some reason, at that exact moment, I was blatantly aware I had no control.
No power.
I couldn’t have walked away, even if I wanted to.
And the terrifying thing about it…
Was that I didn’t want to.
Right when we walked through that door, the music changed to “Moonlight Sonata” by Beethoven. It echoed off the walls. The door closed behind me, causing this second to feel that much more real for me.
A bed was in the middle of the open space, a sex swing was to the left, and a couch on the right. However, none of those things caught my attention like the couples against the wall.
They were watching.
Waiting.
For what?
My heart suddenly pounded profusely in my chest, and I swear everyone could hear it. Once Jace led me to the middle of the room, he grabbed me around the waist and unexpectedly held me tight against his hard cock that he didn’t try to hide from me. I held in a gasp, not wanting them to know this was the first time I felt him in this way.
After all, I was supposed to be his wife.
Excitement began to course through me, making me wonder what was next. My panties were soaking wet, anxiously anticipating his next move.
Were we the entertainment? What the hell?
I surveyed the room, breathing in what could only be described as the smell of lust and pure abandonment.
Jace’s hands slid their way up my thighs. His callused fingers caressed and kneaded at my already heightened flesh as Beethoven’s melody continued to assault my senses, mimicking his hands on my body.
He rubbed his nose along the back and sides of my neck, rasping into my ear, “I don’t even have to touch you to know you’re soaking wet, Cove.”
His touch felt like everything I ever wanted and didn’t think I could have. At least not by him. It was so confusing that he was effortlessly marking me, and he was barely touching me yet.
He murmured in my ear, only loud enough for me to hear, “I need obedience, bunny, and I’ll reward you for it.”
Before I could react, his hand roamed toward my core. I couldn’t resist the urge to moan when his fingers found the layer of silk right above my clit. The palm of his hand swayed back and forth on my pussy to the melody of the music for a moment. I could feel my moisture starting to seep through the thin fabric as his other hand slowly moved its way up my body.