4. ~Ariana~
~Ariana~
The mind-fuck that tonight had become didn’t even begin to do it justice.
I couldn’t fully wrap my head around it.
It had been two hours since the… incident.
And through it all, Kai had ensured he was never far from my view.
He was haunting me.
Fucking taunting me.
Trying to laud his presence over me.
Trying to own me and make damn sure I knew that was what was happening.
Cheers rang through the mammoth dining room as the Happy-Birthday song came to an end, and I looked out at smiling faces, celebratory excitement, people toasting me.
All fakery for the most part.
I kept my smile steady, focusing on the positive.
Like my awesome family.
Like the amazing gift that Grandpa and Grandma had given me of a pimped-out silver motorcycle. I couldn’t wait until the party was over and I could ride it and feel the liberating sensation of tearing down the mountain roads around here.
As the noise died down, I did what I had been doing for most of the night, and searched out my grandfather again.
He still wasn’t here. Gramps was standing with Pops now, the two of them raising their glasses to me.
Pops was dressed in his usual bold way with a pair of shimmering navy leather pants and a white shirt with a zig-zagging navy pattern all over it that had a metallic look to it.
Gramps ruffled his chestnut-brown overgrown crew cut, making him laugh, then flicked him with a spark of his magic.
“Everything okay?”
I turned at the sound of Papa’s voice to see him eyeing me with concern.
He stood there with his hands in the pockets of his fancy navy Armani pinstripe suit, his wavy, jet-black hair brushing his collar.
His beautiful sun-walker pendant rested against his silver tie. The circular charm that shimmered on its left side with silver and on its right with vibrant-green, was a gift from Pops and secretly bolstered by Grandfather’s magic to allow Papa to walk in the sun.
His striking red eyes focused on me with a whole lot of concern.
“It’s all good,” I assured him.
“You’re certain?”
“Why do you ask?” I responded, trying to keep my voice casual.
“Your loaded looks at the apparent golden boy, Kai Hunter.”
“I… what? No, I mean… wait. Apparent golden boy? You don’t believe him to really be that then?”
“I’m certain he isn’t. There’s a concerning undercurrent with him.”
I smiled. He was good. So good at reading people. At reading everything.
“Thanks for asking, Papa, but I’m okay.”
“But he’s a factor?”
“Whether he is or isn’t, I can handle it.”
He stared at me for a moment, his concern and overprotectiveness toward me very clear.
But then he smiled and nodded. “Of course. I have no doubt. But I’m here should you wish to pass the buck where that’s concerned. Understood, Ariana?”
“I understand. Thank you, Papa,” I said, nuzzling against him.
As we pulled apart, he whispered, “You know I can inflict damage before he’s even aware of what has transpired.”
I chuckled. “Duly noted.”
“Very good.”
“Can you tell Mom that I’ll have my piece of cake in a few minutes? I just need to head upstairs to my room and change my shoes. I still have a couple of pairs I left in my childhood bedroom. These glittery heels are killing my feet.”
“Of course. Just put a pair of your boots on if they’re more comfortable.”
“Wow, coming from you, the man who dresses to impress, that’s major.”
“Well, it’s your party. And you know I’m more than willing to make exceptions for my daughter.”
I beamed out at him. “I know, and I love you so much for it.”
He beamed back at me as I kissed him on the cheek.
And then I made my way through the crowds and headed on upstairs—one place the party wasn’t allowed.
I couldn’t get to my childhood bedroom fast enough.
Specifically, the ensuite bathroom inside.
I was so uncomfortable in my fucking panties, thanks to Kai’s ridiculousness. His perverted ridiculousness.
I rushed inside and locked the door behind me.
The room looked like something out of a storybook dream laced with luxury. Fit for royalty, really. A supernatural princess.
The bed in the center was covered in a deep pink plush duvet and framed by an ornate gold headboard with a carved canopy from which soft drapes fell like silk waterfalls.
A chandelier hung from the ceiling with soft gold trim.
The ensuite bathroom visible through the room had more golden accents and ivory marble countertops.
Yep, fit for a princess, for sure.
It had been my dads’ doing—all three of them.
Even my mom had thought it had been a bit much and that had really been saying something, seeing as though she loved her luxurious surroundings more than anyone. Well, except for Papa, he was the biggest on all of that.
I pushed through into the bathroom and hurriedly shut the door.
In the very next second, I was pulling my panties off.
I’d just gotten them off my ankles, when a flash of rose-gold light nearly blinded me, because it came out of fucking nowhere.
And then I was jerking back as the current bane of my existence stood there.
“Kai,” I choked.
“Bad little slut,” he rumbled, staring at my panties hanging off my finger.
He thrust both his hands up and out, covering the entire bathroom in his magic, putting that spell in place that had enabled me to go to a sexual place earlier without any ramifications from my power hurting him or anyone else in my vicinity.
“I’ve also scent-proofed and sound-proofed this space,” he told me. “All incorporated into the spell.”
“You’ve had your fun. Enough now.”
“Oh, sweetheart, we’re just getting started.” He took a menacing step toward me, a whole lot of intensity rolling off him in waves. It had my stomach flipping, and heat flooding my body all at once. Damn him.
“And right now, you’re due a punishment.”
“I didn’t—”
“Did I, or did I not tell you to keep your cum-covered panties on?”
“You didn’t specify how long for,” I bit back at him.
“Hmm. Thinking on your feet again. Rather impressively.” His eyes flashed. “It’s not enough to save you, though.”
He flicked his fingers, his magic sparking, and then my hands were wrenched behind my back, bound by shimmering rose-gold cuffs, the panties knocked from my grasp and hitting the tile.
“On your knees.”
“I bow to no one.”
“But you’ll kneel to me.” In the next second, his magic sparked again, and then a small black device that looked like a metal beetle appeared on his palm. He swept his other hand over it, and then I was jolting as I felt it on me—right between my legs.
He was there then, tearing my dress again, and I looked to see the device nestled against my bare pussy. With a flick of his fingers, it started buzzing wildly.
“Not here… I can’t… fuck.”
When I tried to brush it off, it wouldn’t give, like it was fused to me.
“It registers what you really want, how hard you need it, and it won’t release until it’s satisfied you.
” He pushed down on my shoulders, shoving me right to my knees with a definitive thud, helped by the fact that the device was turning my legs to jelly with the insistent pulsing that was shooting through me like livewires of pleasure.
He fisted my hair and used it to yank my head back and force my gaze right to his. “Until you come your brains out.”
“That’s my ridiculous punishment?”
I lurched forward as the vibrator strengthened, making me pant.
“No. Getting off over and over while I degrade you is.”
“What are you—”
He snatched up my panties, turned them inside out, then pushed them right in front of my mouth, all of his cum on display. “Eat.”
I turned my head. “You’re joking.”
“No,” he ground out. “You’re gonna swallow down every drop of this now cold cum, and then you’re going to thank me for feeding you such a delicious meal.”
“I’ll kill you.”
He laughed, low and cruel. “Love that aggressive energy, sweetheart.” He shoved the panties right against my mouth. “Now stick out that dirty slut tongue and start eating.”
Ecstasy tore through me as the vibrator reacted to how disgustingly turned-on this fucked-up situation was making me.
What the hell was wrong with me?
I was humping the tile before I could stop myself, the device driving me out of my mind as pleasure assaulted me like utter madness.
In the throes of it, Kai scooped some of the cum off the panties and started shoveling it into my open, screaming mouth, gagging me as he drove deep, and making me grimace as I tasted the cold globs of stickiness all over my tongue, the roof of my mouth, and my gums, as he spread it everywhere, then continued shoveling it inside.
“Fuck, yeah. Choke it down. So fucking filthy and depraved. Keep going. Eat my fucking cum while you leak all over the floor and hump the fucking thing like a bitch in heat.”
I screamed around his fingers, spluttering and gagging as he stuffed my mouth with more cum, while another orgasm crashed over me, making me shudder uncontrollably with sharp, overwhelming pleasure ravaging my body.
“I… I can’t,” I cried in muffled words around his fingers. “It’s… too… much.” I tried to twist away, but to no avail.
Kai pulled his fingers free and I watched him swirl them in the cum left on the panties, coating his index finger and forefinger. “Beg me to sink these thick fingers inside your ass and I’ll stop the device and feeding you more cum.”
“I hate you,” I panted, as another surge of pleasure tore through me.
“Sure that’s your answer? I should inform you that the device won’t stop until my command.”
“You said it was—”
“Until you were satisfied. That’s just it, I don’t believe you’ll be satisfied for hours yet. You’ve repressed yourself for far too long for it to be that quick to achieve.”
“Shit, you’re a fucking bastard.”
He ignored that and rubbed his sticky fingers together, taunting me. “What will it be?”
“Fine!” I screamed at him. “Do it.”
“Do what?”
“Push your fingers into my ass.”
His eyes flamed with triumph and sick satisfaction. “Mmm. As you wish.”