CHAPTER FIVE
CLOVER
Despite Blaze’s attempt to get Daire to change his mind, it wasn’t happening. When the following night came and we readied ourselves for the return to Paradise, Daire was more determined than ever.
He dressed casually, like himself. A black t-shirt and jeans with a leather jacket. His short ebony hair was slightly disheveled, like he’d been running his hands through it. The small lightning bolt tattooed beneath one eye was a memorable addition to his features. Hopefully we wouldn’t have to go back after tonight.
I ran my fingers through the long blue wig I wore. Along with my studded bra and short skirt, I felt like a badass mermaid. This time I wore heavy makeup with a splash of color. Blue around my eyes to match the wig. Black lipstick gave me a much darker look than I was used to, but it helped make me look nothing like myself. I almost didn’t recognize the person looking back at me in the mirror.
We’d agreed to meet Raina and Havoc inside. Going in together would make it obvious that we knew each other. Safer not to advertise that right off the bat.
As Daire and I entered the lobby, I was immediately struck with nerves. I had a different identification this time. A new identity. What if the doorman somehow saw through my disguise and remembered me from last time?
My fears were unfounded. The man barely looked twice at me. We were offered the tour by a different hostess than last time. We politely declined.
“This doesn’t look too crazy,” Daire said when we entered the club. He scanned the crowd of leather and lace wearing patrons.
“Wait until we go downstairs. That’s where the real action happens.” I paused, looking around for Raina. We weren’t allowed to bring our phones inside, so I couldn’t text her.
“What are we waiting for then? Let’s go downstairs.” Taking my hand, Daire pulled me along to the large staircase on one side of the room.
“Stop rushing,” I admonished, trying to slow him down. “We have to blend in, remember? You’re acting like a horny first timer. Don’t be so obvious.”
Daire flashed me a wink and a grin. “I am a horny first timer. Come on. Show me where Blaze fucked you last time you were here.”
As we descended the stairs, I hoped like hell that I wouldn’t find my best friend down there getting plowed. We were close but not that kind of close. Just like last time, the downstairs was packed with people getting frisky. I was relieved to see no sign of Raina.
Daire took in the many people getting it on and the various types of BDSM equipment. His gaze lingered on a woman who’d been bound and gagged while two men whipped her ass.
“Damn. Maybe we should have brought the other guys. This place looks like fun.”
I rolled my eyes and nodded to the currently occupied sex chair where Blaze and I had enjoyed some time together. “That weird S shaped chair over there. That’s where Blaze fucked me. Nothing too kinky, but it was wild to do it in front of so many people. There are private rooms over there.”
“Looks like most of the fun stuff out here is occupied. What’s in the private rooms?” Daire didn’t wait for me to lead the way. Holding tight to my hand, he set off for the rooms.
Many of the rooms were also occupied. Two remained empty. We entered one to find what I’d previously seen. A dimly lit room. A bed with restraints attached. A side table laden with lube and toys. A Saint Andrews cross in the corner.
Daire’s eyes widened like a kid seeing the gifts under the tree on Christmas morning. “This is amazing. Pretty sure we need some of this stuff for the house. What do you think, Angel?”
“I think it was a mistake to bring you here,” I laughed.
Daire swung the door shut, making sure it locked. “We’ve got all night. Let’s start here. You know how much I love seeing you restrained.”
“Are you sure we shouldn’t be out there?” I nodded toward the door. “Havoc and Raina will be here soon.”
“So? Let them find their own place to play. If we’re going to risk our necks by being here, we can at least have some fun first.” Daire inclined his head toward the cross against the wall. “I need to see you strapped to that thing.”
He shrugged out of his jacket, tossing it on the bed. Without waiting for my reaction, he grabbed both of my wrists and walked me backward to the cross. There was some force in the way he pushed me against it.
My adrenaline began to rise. A flutter in my stomach stole my breath when he first grabbed one wrist, securing it into place along one plank of the cross above my head. He did the same to the other, making sure I couldn’t slip free.
“You’re a bit of a control freak, huh?” I gasped when he did my ankles next.
Daire jerked my legs apart, forcing me to stand spread eagle as he locked me into place. “What gave you that idea?”
He seemed to be right at home in this room. Rounding the bed to the side table, he perused the items on top before opening the drawer. A wicked smile lit up his face.
Pulling out a ball gag, he considered it before saying, “As appealing as this is, I think I want to hear you beg and scream.” The next thing he pulled out was a thick purple vibrator still in its packaging. “Let’s start with this.”
Anticipation made my breath come faster as he approached. Daire held the vibrator in one hand, abandoning the package on the floor. The wild gleam in his eyes made my heart race.
Running the tip of the vibrator over my lips, he watched intently as he pressed it into my mouth. He pumped it in and out, slowly at first. Then faster. Deeper. He didn’t stop until he hit the back of my throat, making me gag.
With his other hand, Daire reached inside my bra. Finding my nipple, he twisted it between his fingertips. Gentle. Then harder. I let out a squeak of pain that brought satisfaction to Daire’s face.
“Do you like the way I touch you, Angel?” he murmured, his voice low and dangerous.
“Yes,” I breathed out, barely able to speak.
Having my arms restrained above me made my shoulders ache. A slight burn started in my spread thighs. This kind of thing wasn’t for the weak.
Daire pulled my bra down to expose my breast. He sucked my nipple into his mouth, biting down until I cried out. “Tell me how much you love it. I need to hear you say the words.”
I sucked in a deep breath. “I love the way you make my pussy wet. I need you to make me come. Please, Daire.”
He pressed a finger to my lips. “It’s not time for begging yet. Soon.”
Turning on the vibrator, he used it to tease my nipples, first one and then the other. The sensation sent shockwaves down to my pussy, making it throb with need.
By the time Daire reached under my short skirt, I was desperate for him to touch me. He rubbed a hand over me through my panties, feeling the dampness that had gathered. I let out a little whimper, my hips pushing forward as I chased more of his touch.
“Such a hungry little thing, aren’t you?” Daire leaned in to nip my lip. He tugged my underwear to one side, slipping a finger between my folds. “So fucking wet for me, Clover. I love how much your pussy wants me.”
Pulling his hand away, he replaced it with the vibrator. Turning it on high, he ran it along my slit. As it grazed my clit, I flinched and moaned. Daire didn’t leave it there for long. Just long enough to tease me before sliding it away.
Several times he flicked my clit with the toy, making me ache for an orgasm. He never gave me the chance to come. When he pushed the tip inside me, my knees weakened. Standing there in restraints while he teased me proved more difficult than I’d expected.
Daire waited for me to beg before thrusting the toy deeper inside me. He fucked me with the vibrator while occasionally teasing my clit with his finger. I strained against my bonds, needing more than I was getting.
“Have I told you how fucking beautiful you are when you’re tied up and at my mercy?” He ran a hand down the side of my face before tightly gripping my throat. His fingers dug into my skin hard enough to bruise.
“Come on, Daire,” I panted. “Let me come. Please. I can’t take much more.”
“You’ll come when I want you to come. And it will be on my cock.” Holding the vibrator deep inside me, he waited until I was writhing and begging to pull it out.
He ran it over my clit for a mere second, just enough to make me crazy. The need for release was strong. Being unable to rub it myself was torture.
Daire turned the vibrator off and threw it on the bed. Holding my pleading gaze, he pulled off his t-shirt and unbuckled his belt. Shoving his pants down, he stepped in between my legs.
Keeping my panties pulled to one side, Daire ran the pierced head of his cock along my slit. He teased me by dipping it inside me before pulling out.
“You want my cock, gorgeous?” He followed up his question by sinking his teeth into the side of my neck.
I let out a shriek from the pain as he thrust inside me, turning it into pleasure. “Yes, oh yes, please fuck me. Harder. I need it. I need you, Daire.”
The words fell from my mouth unbidden. For just a moment he paused, peering into my eyes. Maybe it was the heat of the moment, or maybe some deep inner truth had erupted unexpectedly. I didn’t know what else to say.
Thankfully, Daire made sure I didn’t have to say anything. Holding my underwear aside with one hand, he held my waist with the other. He pumped into me again and again, stroking my insides with his perfect cock. He ground against my clit, every thrust taking me higher.
My moans grew louder with every stroke of his shaft inside me. My body tensed, every muscle growing stiff. His name was a cry on my lips as I came. My pussy clenched around him, squeezing his cock.
Daire’s chest heaved as he quickened his pace. His fingers dug into my waist, no doubt creating bruises. I loved having marks all over my body from my men. It hadn’t always been that way. Being with the Angels had introduced me to my own darkness. To the parts of me I’d never let myself acknowledge. Because of them, I’d grown to know myself in new ways. They brought me to life.
Daire’s groan next to my ear as he filled me with cum was the sexiest thing I’d ever heard. Every warm spurt inside me brought the deepest satisfaction. I loved how he enjoyed and owned my body.
He stepped back, watching as his release slid from my pussy, running down the inside of my thigh. “That’s fucking beautiful. You have no idea what you do to me, Angel. I can’t get enough of you.”
I slumped against the cross at my back. “Can you get me out of these restraints? I don’t think my shoulders can take much more of this.”
Daire let me hang there for a few more seconds before he stepped up to free my wrists. “Take off your clothes. Get on the bed on your hands and knees. I’m not done with you yet.”