Chapter 4
JESSICA
The moment the words leave my mouth, I instantly regret them. How can I trust a complete stranger? But then, I was willing to fuck the guy. Might as well see what this other stuff is all about. There’s no way it can be nearly as intimate.
Glancing around the room, I watch as the others engage in all forms of delicious, deviant activities.
In one corner, a woman drops to all fours and sticks out her tongue, panting like an animal in heat as the dominant Alpha looms over her, stroking his massive shaft.
Dumbstruck, I find I cannot pull my gaze away from the scene.
Have I ever craved Alec like that? Even with the mask on, the lust is evident in her eyes. Her nipples jut out hard and stiff as she rocks back and forth, waiting impatiently for him to coat her mouth with his cum.
“Do you want me to do that to you?” a voice purrs behind me.
For a moment, my brain lies to me, making me believe it’s Alec asking this question of me. But it’s not. It never will be. Shaking my head, I turn back to the stranger, words choking in my throat.
He shimmers for a moment, blurring as tears dot my eyes. Before he can notice, I do my best to shake them away. “I don’t think I’m ready for that.”
“Fair enough,” he chuckles, holding out his hand. “But I’m sure you’ll still be panting soon, begging for me to satisfy you.”
My pussy spasms at his words, and I have no doubt of their validity. Slick gathers at my folds as heat climbs my neck to flush my face. Even with Alec, it took more than a few dirty words and unspoken promises to get me this revved.
Perhaps it’s the desperation? That has to be it. There’s no other explanation I can think of at the moment. Then again, it’s not as if I’m able to think of all that much right now, anyway.
With my hand planted in his, we wind around the various bits of furniture and scenes going on, but my eyes and brain don’t absorb any of it. I’m far too consumed with the delectable smell rolling off of his body. It’s like dark chocolate and coffee had a baby and wrapped it in leather.
My mouth waters as he leads me over to a padded red X leaning against the wall. Though I have no intimate knowledge of what this is, I’ve seen enough tonight to have a decent approximation. My insides quiver as I reach out to touch it, exploring the supple texture.
The Alpha lets me take my time, not rushing me or making me feel dumb for needing this moment to ground me. It’s as if he understands more than even my own brain can comprehend in this moment.
“You’re going to tie me to this. Yes? ”
“Would you like me to?” There’s a growl of unspoken promise in his voice that rakes across my skin.
I feel it just as keenly as if this stranger touched me. But as I turn to look at him, I note his arms firmly crossed in front of his chest. It’s all in my mind. He hasn’t even moved.
Unsure of how to answer, I shrug my shoulders. I don’t even know what the hell I want, so how can I communicate the need thrumming through me? But I need something, anything.
“Just do whatever, I guess.”
“That’s not how this works, sweetheart.” His voice drips from his lips like hot sugar.
“Then how does it work?” Though I despise the petulant sound to my voice, I can’t help the exasperation flooding my system. “I know nothing of this world. You know everything. Tell me what to do.”
He steps forward, his eyes gleaming in the dim lights. It’s as if they’re on fire, lit from within. They match the fierce frown drawing down his lips.
“Kessily didn’t tell you anything?”
“No. Just that we were going to a club so I could forget-” I clamp my mouth shut, not wishing to reveal just why I’m there.
“Forget what?”
I shake my head, refusing to tell him. With a sigh, he slides his knuckle under my chin and forces my gaze to his.
“This won’t work between us if you don’t talk to me.”
Unable to control my actions, I jerk my face away from him. “It’s only for one night. What do you care?”
It’s far too embarrassing. Besides, if he found out I was trying to fuck him just to get over an Alpha who got too close to me… Well, I already know how he feels about that. I can’t handle his ire on top of everything else.
“Fine then. Keep your secrets. I’ll find another submissive who can give me what I need tonight.”
As he turns from me, my heart plummets. Yet another Alpha abandoning me. I can’t let him just walk away. I can’t let him go off to Greece and fuck some stranger instead of me. I can’t… I can’t…
“Alpha, please.” Falling to my knees, I cry out to him, the agony shredding my heart with each step he takes.
He turns, his gaze taking on a concerned glint. Could he actually care? Would he still want to play with me, knowing how I let another get too close? Within a few moments, he’s back at my side.
Dropping to one knee, he forces my gaze to his. “What is it, omega?”
“I- I just need to forget. I need one night. Please. Please help me forget him.”
Thankfully, he doesn’t ask for any details. He simply gathers me into his arms and lifts me up. “I’ll do as you request.”
Relief flutters through my chest like a flock of birds piercing the sky. A weight falls off of me as I once more snuggle into the large, enveloping circle of an Alpha’s affection. Guilt and pain twist and strain, threatening to steal my breath.
When it becomes too much, all I have to do is listen to the Alpha’s steady heartbeat. It guides me, calms me, and allows me to see reason once more. I’m not doing anything wrong. Alec is away fucking his wife, leaving me here all alone.
I can certainly slake my urges with another.
It’s not like I’m cheating when he’s probably not coming back to me.
It would be one thing if he messaged me, telling me to wait for him, but there’s not even that.
The silence continues to stretch between us, hurting almost as much as knowing he’s on our honeymoon with another.
Before I can stop myself, I bury my face into this stranger’s chest, inhaling his intoxicating scent.
This Alpha smells nothing like Alec. It’s stronger, deeper, more masculine somehow.
Deep down, I know I shouldn’t think ill of my ex, especially since his marriage was not his fault, but it eases the pain from the ragged wound a little.
“Would you prefer I just hold you? Is that what you need?”
Dipping my head a little lower, I pull up the mask and wipe my eyes where he can’t see me. Once I’m put back together, I look up at him. “I’d like to see at least a little of what you do. I’m so new to all of this… I don’t even know where to begin.”
An odd look shutters his gaze for a moment, but it’s gone almost as soon as it comes. “I’m not normally the one to tutor newbies like you. But I guess I’ll make an exception.”
Ugly emotions bubble to the surface as I squirm out of his grasp. “Don’t bother,” I spit out, turning to find some other Alpha to give me what I need.
He’s right behind me, his breath hot on the nape of my neck. Before I can escape, he grabs my shoulders and whirls me around, slamming my back against a padded wall. My mouth drops open to tell him off, but he grabs my wrists and pins them high above my head.
Haggard breaths come in gasps as he leans in close. “I see now. You like it rough, don’t you? You want me to work for it? ”
“I- I-”
“Don’t even try to lie,” he murmurs against my neck as he plants a kiss against my rapid pulse. “I can smell the arousal dripping from you. If I were to touch your pussy, would I find it dripping?”
My brain and mouth fail me as I merely gape at his words. Such command. Such liberties. I didn’t know it could be like this. Until now, I had no idea how much I was missing out on with Alec. Unless he harbored this side of him in secret, only to unleash it on me in marriage?
“I will not ask again, omega.”
“There was a question?” My voice squeaks as I bite down on my lower lip.
I cannot seem to think when he’s around. It’s both a welcome relief and disconcerting all at the same time. His dark chuckle fills my head, making my knees knock together.
“Oh, you poor, na?ve, innocent little thing. I think I’m going to enjoy corrupting you.” My legs buckle, but he’s right there lifting me up. “You’re not going to escape me that easily.”
Lifting me into his arms again, he takes me back over to the X. “While we’re playing together, you will call me Master. I’ll call you slave. How does that sound to you?”
I should be furious at the suggestion, and yet, I find myself even wetter at the thought. “I- I don’t hate that.”
Again, he chuckles. “No, I don’t suppose you do. Don’t worry, little slave. I’ll bring you into the kinky light and unlock desires hidden inside you that you didn’t even know you had.”
Somehow, I don’t doubt he will. With a soft push, he presses me up against the X until my breasts squish into the small pillow in the middle. His massive hand encircles my wrist as he draws it up, lashing it to the supple leather.
The cuff holds me tight and secure as he goes over to the other hand. Not that I want to fight. At this point, all I want to do is see where he takes me next. It’s this burning, insatiable curiosity that keeps me from fighting him.
“I know you’re new to all of this, but try to answer my questions to the best of your ability.”
“Okay.”
His hand stills for a moment as he threads his free fingers through my hair and grips the strands.
It’s not hard enough to hurt. Not really, but a delicious sting and burn sizzles at my scalp, scattering my thoughts.
My pussy clenches with each tug, bringing another wave of arousal flowing through me.
“That’s not how you answer me. If I ask you a question, it will be ‘yes, Master.’ Or ‘no, Master.’ Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master,” I manage to gasp as I dig my nails into the leather.
“Good girl. Let’s try this again. You will answer all my questions to the best of your ability. Understand?”
“Yes, Master.” In my brain, I know I should feel ridiculous calling him that, but it somehow feels so right.
“Is there anywhere on you that marks cannot show?” His question bounces around in my head as he wraps the cuff around the other wrist, leaving me helpless and at his mercy.
I try my hardest, but the question doesn’t make sense. “Master?”
With a soft laugh, he trails his fingers down my arms. “Depending on how much your body craves and how it reacts, some of my toys might leave a mark. Is there anywhere on your body you don’t wish others to see? ”
“Oh. Um.” I wrack my brain, trying to make sense of what he’s asking me. “I guess my forearms, Master? I don’t usually wear anything super revealing at work.”
“Very good. I’m going to start you off gently by using my hand, then my flogger, and possibly a paddle. I’ll allow you to feel each of them before I use them. Is that agreeable to you?”
My mouth dries as my pussy drips. “I believe so, Master.”
“That’s my good girl,” he purrs, making the arousal slam into me even harder. “And what about your clothes? Do you care if anyone here sees you naked?”
For a moment, my brain just stops. I’m honestly not sure how to answer that. When I thought we’d be fucking, I didn’t actually care who saw what.
Now that we’re going to be doing something else, do I actually care? “Ummm. Can you keep my underwear and bra on at least, Master?”
“If that’s what you need to feel secure, then that’s what I’ll do. There are no wrong answers here, slave. I’m not going to be upset with you for having limits. Especially when you’re so fucking new to this lifestyle.”
My breath comes out in a whoosh as I rest my head against an arm of the X. That’s a relief at least. From behind, I feel the heat and weight of his palm as he rests it against my upper back. It makes me feel safe, grounded, and secure.
“Last question, slave. I want every fucking hole in you to be available for my use in whatever way I deem possible. That’s not to say I’ll actually use them all, but I want the possibility there. Are any of them off limits?”