Caged (Dark Empire #2)

Ten.

Magnus

The week had flown by in a whirlwind of passion and bliss. Being with Ashlee, worshipping her like the goddess she was, had been a dream. But tonight was our last night, and Ethan had something up his sleeve.

For once, I was in the passenger seat, with Ethan at the wheel, insisting on driving. His eyes held a mischievous glint as he kept our destination a secret, promising a new and thrilling experience. Despite the fact that he was practically a novice compared to me, there was a fire in his gaze that hinted at something unforgettable.

I didn’t have a fucking clue what to expect considering that I was more sex driven than he was.

Eventually, he parked the car down a quiet side road which had my intrigue piqued.

Ashlee held Ethan’s hand as we walked towards the main street, and I followed, staying close to our girl.

I'd loved sharing their bed this week, but I knew that things would go back to normal tomorrow. We may be sharing Ashlee, but she would always be his wife and living under his roof. As much as they included me, I would still always be the outsider.

To my surprise, Ethan turned down a path running behind the buildings on the main street. He led us along to a black door which he knocked on.

A suited man opened it, his expression stern enough to make Ashlee reach for my hand as well.

“Salve, abbiamo un in-vitro.”

I had no idea what he said besides a greeting.

“Gettone d'ingresso, per favore.”

Ethan pulled a oversized golden coin from his pocket, the man nodding as he stood aside.

Ashlee walked on ahead of me still holding Ethan's hand, and I followed close behind, my hand resting near her lower back. “Ethan, what is this place?” I hissed as we walked through a dark corridor.

“You’ll see.”

It all seemed a little dodgy to me, but he'd obviously looked into it. That coin had been a token of some kind allowing us entry.

My eyes widened when I saw a woman dressed – or lack of dressed – in only a lacy bra and panties.

“Ethan...” Ashlee mumbled as we approached the door beside her.

“Will you two relax.”

I trusted him.

Ashlee's feet suddenly froze as we stepped into a large open room, and I only just stopped myself from walking into her. Then I realised why she was hesitating.

“Ethan, is this a...”

“Yes,” he said.

“Jesus, pal.” I chuckled. “I didn’t take you for a sex club kind of guy.”

“I'm not, but this particular club has a special type of room which I like.” He tugged Ashlee forward, forcing her to walk.

“Ethan, I'm confused,” Ashlee muttered as she looked around.

The room buzzed with an electric mix of chaos and allure, people in various states of undress moving through the shadows. Plush seats encircled a central stage, where the dim lighting hinted at secrets yet to be unveiled, while a sleek bar on one side promised liquid courage. Corridors branched off into unknown realms, each one whispering of forbidden adventures. I'd been to clubs with Mario before, but nothing like this. This place was raw, gritty, an underground labyrinth that made the upscale LA scene seem like child's play.

“Baby, I want us to have a thrill for our last night. There's something here I want you both to experience. I want us to be free and push our boundaries for one night,” Ethan said.

“Come on, Red. I’m game,” I said with a grin.

Any opportunity to have fun with my girl like this was a big yes for me.

“Okay,” she murmured.

“Good girl,” Ethan purred. “Now wait here for a second.”

Ashlee looked at me in confusion as he walked away towards a desk.

“He’s up to something, princess,” I said. “Whatever it is, it'll probably be fun.”

“I guess so, but this is a sex club,” she whispered.

I chuckled, slinging my arm over her shoulders. “Never been to one?”

“Of course not. Have you?”

“I’ve gone with Mario a few times,” I said.

Her eyebrows drew together, and it took me a moment to realise that she was imagining me with other women. “Red, you're the only girl for me now. I promise. Nobody there even came close to being with you. I'm in love with you.”

She bit her bottom lip. “I have no right to want you to myself when I'm married to Ethan.”

I cupped her cheek. “You married him because you had to. We both agreed to share you, Ash. You're our girl. You have me all to yourself.”

“Oh, Mags,” she said softly, her eyes softening.

My lips brushed against hers tenderly, my tongue running along her bottom lip, although I didn’t breach it. I just gave her a small teasing taste.

“I’ve got the key card, now come, our room is this way.”

I couldn’t imagine what sort of room he'd chosen. I mean, if he wanted kinky shit, we could have improvised at home on our own.

I gripped Ashlee's hand tightly as we trailed him down a dim corridor, until he stopped to open a heavy black door. Darkness enveloped us as we stepped inside, until a faint glow flickered along one wall. Squinting, I realized it wasn't a wall at all—it was a drawn black curtain, hiding who knows what secrets behind it.

“Ethan, what is this?”

“An experience,” he said cryptically.

He led Ashlee towards a long leather sofa, pulling her down onto his lap. I took a seat beside him, raising an eyebrow before studying the curtain. I couldn’t even begin to imagine what this was all about.

“I want you both to experience this.”

“We're here, pal,” I said. “But what is this?”

He kissed Ashlee's neck instead of responding to me, his hand resting on her bare thigh. He had insisted that she wear a short dress tonight and now I knew why. He clearly intended to have some fun at some point.

Suddenly, the few dim lights in the room flickered off, plunging us into total darkness. A moment later, the heavy curtains parted, unveiling a glowing glass chamber with a luxurious bed at its centre, casting an eerie, seductive light.

When a woman in sultry lingerie sauntered toward the bed, the truth hit me hard. This was no ordinary moment, it was a show he orchestrated for us. I shifted uneasily, feeling a pang of guilt with my woman by my side.

I glanced at Ethan, and sensing my discomfort, he locked eyes with me, a smirk playing on his lips. “Watch, Magnus. Let the thrill consume you.”

“Seeing you and Red is one thing, but watching strangers...” I muttered. I struggled to stay composed even when I watched Ethan and Ash.

“I’ve been watching you fuck strangers for years.”

He had a point. “I’m not comfortable with this.”

“Why? Ash, how are you feeling?”

“Confused,” she muttered.

“I want you to watch them.”

“Do they know we're here?” Ashlee asked.

“They know someone’s here, but they don’t know who or how many people and they can't see us. They don’t know whether we're just watching or playing.”

That caught my attention a bit more. Did he plan on playing? I was game for that.

“Just watch.”

The woman seductively stroked her body, her hand dipping beneath her panties. A few months ago, this probably would have gotten my cock excited, but now it wasn’t having the same effect. It was like my dick only responded to Ashlee these days.

Then a tall naked man entered after a few minutes, his muscles chiselled like a model. He grabbed the woman by her throat, staring into her eyes for a moment before kissing her roughly. He then forced her mouth open and spat in it. “Swallow.”

So, this room had sound too.

She obeyed him. Then he forced her to her knees, fisting his cock in front of her face. When her lips parted, he pushed it in and started fucking her mouth roughly, making her practically choke on his dick.

“Does this get you wet, baby?” Ethan murmured.

I looked over, finding his hand drifting up her dress.

“Mmm.”

“It’s not...”

“Ashlee, I want you to be wet for me. Imagine us using your body like that. Imagine us taking our pleasure from you like a good little slut.”

Well fuck, now my cock was awake. I watched the man taking his pleasure from the woman, picturing Ashlee on her knees for us like that. Would she take it like a good girl?

Jesus fuck, I wanted to see it happen.

Ashlee moaned beside me, my eyes snapping to see. Ethan's hand was buried between her legs, clearly fingering her pussy.

“Undress,” I growled. I needed to see her.

Ashlee looked at me with wide eyes before glancing at the performance behind the glass. The man now had the girl bent over the bed, lining his cock up with her pussy.

“Now, sweetheart.” Ethan pushed her off his lap.

Ignoring the performance, we both watched intently as our girl unzipped her dress, letting the material fall to the ground.

I groaned when I saw her bare tits. My Red had been without a bra all evening. Well now my cock was throbbing with need.

“Everything, Ashlee,” Ethan pressed.

She slowly rolled her panties down, standing in front of us with a mix of vulnerability and defiance in her eyes. I rose, closing the distance between us, and grasped her chin firmly. “Do you want to be our good girl?” I whispered, my voice laced with a dangerous promise.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Good. Get on your knees, Ashlee.”

She met my eyes with hunger before sinking down. It was a beautiful sight, seeing her submitting herself to me. I freed my erection, tapping it against her cheek. When I pressed the tip to her lips, she automatically opened for me, sucking softly and making me groan.

I wasn't giving her a chance to take control of this though. I was fulfilling my fantasies tonight and using her for my pleasure. I wrapped my hand around her hair holding it tight and pushing my cock right to the back of her throat. She gagged, but it only made everything feel better. I was merciless as I thrust in and out of her mouth.

I pulled out, satisfied at her gasping for breath. I didn’t give her much reprieve, plunging back in and fucking her mouth. My eyes closed and my head tipped back, my balls tightening far quicker than I wanted.

“Fuck,” I growled, pulling out and taking a step back. I didn't want to come yet. This was too good to end so soon. I looked at Ethan finding his eyes ablaze with desire.

A groan sounded from the glass room, and I glanced over to find the woman riding the man. By the sounds of it, he was getting close.

My eyes drifted down to my Red on her knees, her eyes on my cock in my hand as I subconsciously stroked it.

“Ethan, any chance they have other private rooms here?”

“They do,” he said.

“We're getting one.” I tucked my cock away and pulled Ashlee up. “Would you like us both to fuck you, princess?”

“Please,” she said.

“At the same time?”

“What?” Ethan said.

“Really?” Ashlee's eyes lit up.

“Really,” I said with a grin.

I glanced at the glass when I heard a grunt, the man jerking off his cock and shooting his load into the girl’s mouth.

“Mags...” Ethan whispered.

“Is that a yes, Red?”

“I'd love that,” she said.

I kissed her hard. “Cover yourself up so we can go and find another room.”

Ethan stood, his expression unreadable, a storm brewing in his eyes. I knew he'd be worried about this, but if he wanted to test our limits, we could test his right back. We were in this together, bound by fate and fire, and we would rise together. Whatever demons haunted him, he wouldn't face them alone.