Chapter 15 #3
“Let me make you sing.” His lips press against my neck to gently suck. I shiver, my left leg going weak, but Valen’s firm hold keeps me upright. He murmurs between his trailing kisses, “Do you remember when we used to hide away in here?”
My lips part in a gasp, desire flooding me.
Lucas doesn’t blink and I can’t look away.
My heart hammers, adrenaline amplifying this exhilaration that quakes me.
What are we doing? I swallow, licking my lips, and my tongue catches Valen’s fingers.
All the reasoning for why this is a bad idea fails to surface and I say instead, “I remember sucking your cock with my hands tied behind my back.”
It’s worth it. Lucas’ breath catches, his gaze darkening.
I shiver all over when Valen chuckles darkly, “You did take it so well,” and he slips his fingers into my mouth.
I suck greedily, as he pumps. His sinful words lure me deeper and deeper into the heady madness that is being with Valentin Bauer the Sixth.
“So hungry. Swallowed me down so eagerly for your reward.”
His fingers slip free and he trails his hand down my front. “You were so close earlier. Allow me to finish what we started.” And he slips his hand under my skirt.
I gasp, knees buckling, but Valen holds me tight, his hand sliding smoothly up and down my pussy. He groans, teeth sinking into my neck, “Fuck, Astoria. You’re soaking.”
My right boot slides along the ladder’s rung in time with my low moan. Pleasure thrums through me as his skilled fingers refamiliarize themselves with every inch of me. They circle my entrance, my back arching, before sliding in deeply in a slow, confident pump that has me convulsing in his arms.
Through all of this, my eyes never leave Lucas. It’s as if his honey brown irises have pinned me in place and my pulsing heartbeat throbs through my body under the intensity of his stare.
Valen’s fingers draw me higher and higher as he alternates between thrusting and rubbing my clit in a maddening, unpredictable rhythm. Frustration builds and my gasps turn into near snarls, my hips snapping. It’s not enough. I need consistency.
“Valen…” I growl, grabbing his wrist to hold it in place for him to finger fuck my aching entrance.
My skin prickles when his magic surges. My hands are drawn back and pinned against Valen’s sides. He huffs a low, sensual laugh. “Now, now, Tori… patience.”
I don’t want to be patient. I want to come. “Please…”
He groans, “You beg so nicely. Do it more.”
“Valen, please!” He pumps and I nod furiously, “Yes, like that. Don’t stop.”
Oh fuck, I’m losing my mind. I’m so close and Lucas won’t stop looking at me. My body flushes and I want to rip open this dress so he can see all of me, especially the way Valen fingers my drenched cunt. But the skirt blocks his view and I whimper from the sheer want of it.
Lucas pushes off the bookshelf and crosses the space between us. I gasp, eyes wide, my chest fighting the corset. My heartbeat is in my ears. Is he going to drop to his knees? Oh fuck, do I want that? Yes. Desperately. I clench around Valen’s fingers with a whimpered, “Please…”
Lucas stops before me, his head tilting down so he doesn’t break our eye contact. I can’t breathe. My head is spinning. All I want is for Valen to spread me so that Lucas can suck my clit. Consequences to our partnership be damned.
Lucas cups my cheek, his deep baritone a soft whisper, “Don’t come, Tor.”
I gasp, blinking. “What?”
Valen doesn’t stop his thrusting, triggering the beginnings of a pulsing rhythm within me. I shiver violently and Lucas’ thumb glides along my cheekbone. “Don’t come.”
I pant. “Don’t?”
He shakes his head. “Don’t let him win. Don’t come, Torment.”
Rage surges in me and it mixes confusingly with my building pleasure. Is this their contest? Fuck this. I am not suffering for their egos. But Lucas wouldn’t do that to me. He wouldn’t edge me, just to make me suffer needlessly. I search his face and ask desperately, “What do I get if I don’t?”
Valen chuckles darkly, his teeth catching my earlobe. “Oh, my dear, sweet, eager love. Were you not paying attention?”
My face burns and Lucas’ lips part to answer me.
“Don’t you dare,” Valen snaps.
Lucas doesn’t appear to be breathing and I join him. Valen’s fingers are soaked and each thrust is audible now. Embarrassment flushes me and my aching pussy clenches painfully in response. There’s no way Lucas can’t hear.
Valen purrs, “That wasn’t part of the terms. She’ll have to decide if finding out what you have is worth it.”
Lucas’ jaw flickers and his gaze meets mine again. The world slows, something shifting in the air. My hands ball into fists from where they’re trapped against Valen. I whimper as he whispers against my ear, “Now be my good girl, Astoria. Come on my fingers.”
His thumb slides over my clit softly and it’s not fair.
I’m pulsing, my pussy greedily clenching around the long fingers that slip in to rub that hot spot within me.
Oh fuck, I’m going to come and I don’t have the space to figure out if that’s a good or bad thing.
If I hold out, maybe Lucas will get a turn.
The idea is thrilling, but oh fuck, the consequences.
The damn, fucking consequences and how our lives will change because of it.
I don’t know if I want that. I don’t know if it’s worth it. I don’t know how I feel about him. I don’t know, I don’t know…
Valen laughs and I throb with the sound. “Oh, Tori. Did you miss me that much?”
I whimper, clenching. I did, I really did. Valen knows my body so well and it feels so good to be played with by him again. Lucas is holding my face and it’s so sweet, so tender. My eyes beg, my face tight with suffering. I don’t have a choice. I can’t stop myself. “Lucas…”
Lucas searches my face. Then our eyes meet again.
The intensity has my undulating body stilling, my chest heaving.
His thumb slides from my cheek to my bottom lip.
His expression shifts as his thumb draws down my lower lip.
Pure, unadulterated want floods his face and I gasp, breath ghosting over his thumb.
My tongue touches the tip and his hand convulses with the force of his shiver.
My eyes squeeze shut, head tilting back as pleasure wracks my body.
A soft sound full of suffering vibrates from Lucas and I am done for.
My orgasm crashes into me, sweeping me away as I sob.
Valen pins me to him, his hand slapping wetly as he fucks me, amping up my pleasure higher and higher until I beg for reprieve.
But he doesn’t stop. He presses the heel of his palm against my clit and circles.
A second orgasm hits me and my legs snap together.
I groan, trapping his hand to my pulsing pussy as I fuck myself on him, my eyes rolling back.
Finally, I return to my body, sweat-soaked and trembling. Valen presses soft kisses along my neck until I get my legs under me. It takes me a moment to support my own weight, but once I do, his magic releases my pinned arms.
He tilts my head back and kisses my lips sweetly, “You did so good, my love. Thank you.”
I clutch the rolling stairs for support. Valen smirks at Lucas. “I told you, magician. It doesn’t matter in the end. She will always want me.”
Lucas’ gaze finally leaves me to sweep over Valen coolly. He leans forward and his smile is dark, his light brown eyes glinting, “And yet she said my name.”
My heart clenches, eyes wide. Valen’s jaw drops before it snaps closed with a click. Lucas steps away. When he speaks to me, his tone is back to normal, like we spent the day doing inventory, not crossing a line in our friendship I’m unsure can be undone. “Did you find what you needed?”
I huff in breath and nod.
“We’ll go with my plan then?”
I wet my lips and force the breathless words from my lips. “Hypnokinesis could work. Stay away from illusions or mind tricks. She’s immune.”
“Perfect.” He searches me, pausing at the way I lean heavily against the ladder. “Have you eaten today?”
All I can do is shake my head.
“I figured. Come on. Let’s load up before facing the sphinx.”
He sweeps me up in his arms. I don’t dare look at Valen and instead curl into Lucas’ chest. I close my eyes and try to steady my racing heart.
It’s fine. We’re fine. We’re still friends. Nothing is changing. He won’t abandon me.
My eyes burn and I squeeze them harder shut. I’m fine.