Chapter 17
The first thingAiden made me do when we re-entered the castle was transfigure my sweater back into a necklace.
“I need to trace every line of your tattoo with my tongue,” he said, unpinning my hair and sweeping it over my shoulder with gentle fingers.
I shivered as he pressed his lips to the nape of my neck, my head dropping forward as goosebumps spread over my skin. “Here?” I gasped, my eyes closing of their own accord.
The area outside the kitchen wasn’t super busy, but there were multiple little groups of people hanging around and chatting.
“You’re hardly indecent,” Aiden said with a chuckle, bending lower to reach more of my tattoo.
“No, but you’re getting there,” I retorted, reaching behind me to grope his cock, which was thickening at a rapid rate.
“Nobody’s going to notice me when you’re panting so beautifully under my tongue,” Aiden said, voice heavy with innuendo.
“Oh my God,” I whimpered, his fingers tracing my ribs at the edge of the material. “Aiden, please, can we go somewhere else before I forget where we are?”
“Don’t want to drop an invisibility spell when everyone here would know what you’re doing behind it?” he asked. “Do it. I dare you.”
I swallowed hard, flushing. I refused to look around to see if anyone was paying any attention to us. It would be so embarrassing. Instead, I whispered the required words and pinned the spell to my recently re-transfigured necklace.
“Good girl,” Aiden murmured. “Hands on the wall, spread your legs for me.”
Trembling in the best way, I braced myself on the solid wooden wall near the doors to the kitchen. I felt the tie at the base of my neck come loose, and suddenly I was bare from the waist up, my breasts hanging free in the middle of my classmates. I clenched my eyes closed and wished I could turn off my ears, shut out the rumble of conversations, each overlapping the next.
Aiden wrapped his hands around my body, coming up to play with my nipples while he continued his attention on my back. “Already pulled tight for me,” he commented idly. “You put up such a show of shyness, and yet here you are, half naked in the middle of a public room, turned on beyond belief. If I touched your pussy, would my fingers come away wet or soaked?”
There wasn’t anything I could say to that. I shook my head.
“Siobhan…” he murmured. “Banish your pretty little panties to your room or else I will tear them from your body and leave them on the floor right here for everyone to see.”
A stifled moan left my throat unbidden. I was so turned on I could barely stand it. I snapped my fingers and cool air brushed against my heated sex.
Aiden hiked my skirt up my thighs, exposing my ass to the room. “Bend forward,” he ordered. “Pop your hips up.”
Almost dizzy with want, I followed his instructions. He squatted behind me, tracing his fingers up my thighs. I shook, desperate for him to penetrate me, but he only circled my opening.
“Absolutely dripping wet from the idea of being seen,” he said. I could hear the smirk in his voice.
Suddenly, he was wrapped around me, his body glued against me from my thighs to my back, and one hand tugged lightly on my necklace. “What would you do if I tore this from you, if I exposed you in front of all these people? Would you come from the weight of all their eyes on your body? Or would you shrink and hide?”
I whimpered. I wasn’t sure what I would do, but I trusted Aiden not to push me beyond my limits.
“You get so hot for other people watching you come,” he growled. “Do you trust me?”
It took a moment for his question to register, both of our breathing harsh in the small space. “Of course,” I said.
“I’m going to take your memory from this point until we get to the fourth floor. You won’t remember what I made you do or who saw you do it. Does that make you horny?”
I squeezed my thighs together, trying to get friction on my clit, but he nudged my feet further apart with his. “Answer my question, pet,” he murmured. “And then I’ll let you have your fun.”
“Yes, please,” I begged. “Anything.”
“Get ready.”
The next thing I knew, I was standing in front of a couch in the fourth floor common space, clad in just my heels and necklace. I whirled around, looking for Aiden, but he was nowhere to be seen. A piece of paper on the couch caught my eye, and I bent to pick it up.
Give me a show, and I’ll show myself to you. You’re gorgeous.
Aiden
P.S. You banished Lilia’s dress to your room. Don’t worry, it’s unharmed.
I swallowed hard.
A show?
I had more practice touching myself thanks to the distance between us this summer, but it still felt new, and doing it in a semi-public space?
My necklace still had the invisibility spell on it, I checked before sitting on the edge of the couch. I took the piece of paper and tore it in half. The smaller top half, I transfigured into a delicate golden chain attached to clamps on either end. My nipples were still hard, showing my arousal, and I clamped each one, the chain pulled tight between them.
The larger half, I turned into a thick dildo with a wide base. I bent over to press it against the floor, the gold chain dangling and sending my nerves singing from the change in gravity.
Kneeling over the obscene cock, I aimed it at my dripping opening. I was almost shocked by how wet I was, but I remembered that Aiden could have done anything to me in my missing memories. I ran my fingers through the mess and brought them up to my mouth, tasting a mix of both our fluids.
Oh.
Well, that makes more sense.
I pressed my fingers back inside, testing to see how sore I was. I felt fine, and very loose, so I brought the head of the cock to my channel and sank down on it with a groan. I felt every inch, taking it deep on each thrust I made. The chain between my breasts tugged on my nipples, sending shockwaves directly to my clit, and I came with a cry.
“It’s not fair of you to be so sexy,” Aiden muttered, now visible in front of me, his cock hard and pointing directly at my lips.
I half-closed my eyes and opened my mouth, welcoming his weight on my tongue.
“I can’t decide whether I’d rather see your sexy tattoo while I pound into you or watch your breasts bounce while you ride my cock,” he said, grabbing my hair with one hand to keep it out of my face.
Both ideas sounded good to me, and my mouth was full, so I just hummed around him and kept thrusting down on the dildo.
“I did already fuck you from behind on the stairs coming up here,” Aiden mused. “How are your knees? Any carpet burns?”
To be honest, I hadn’t noticed any, but the mental picture his words evoked made me wetter than I already was. My knees were getting sore from the hard floor, and I sent a quick spell to soften it.
“But then, how can you answer me?” Aiden said with a chuckle. He thrust deep, almost choking me. “You’ll do whatever I want, won’t you, pet?”
I nodded slightly, tears pricking the corner of my eyes.
“So fucking sexy,” Aiden muttered. “Get up.” He pulled out abruptly and helped me stand on wobbly legs. “You’re going to sit on me.”
He sat in the middle of the couch and I straddled him, sliding him inside me with no difficulty.
“You stretched yourself for me,” Aiden said. “Good girl.” He palmed my hips, rocking me in a slow, sensual pace. It wasn’t too fast, so I was able to catch my breath, and my thighs weren’t burning from holding any one position for too long. “Yeah, that’s my beautiful girl,” he breathed. His hands left my hips, caressing my curves on the way up to my breasts. “Keep this pace, or I will tug on this golden leash you’ve made for yourself.”
My breath caught on a moan, and he grinned at me.
“Oh, you want the prick of pain, do you? All right. If you change the pace, I’ll let go.” He hooked his thumb into the chain and pulled the tiniest amount.
I gasped and arched my back.
“Ah, you like that, don’t you?” he asked rhetorically. “Fuck, Siobhan.” He drew in a sharp breath. “Tell me when it gets too much.” He let the chain take the weight of his hand.
I cried out, the pain bursting into pleasure and sending me over the edge again.
He relaxed the pressure while I shook on top of him. When I was able to take up the pace he had set for me once more, he nodded in satisfaction. “What a good little sex pet you are.”
I preened at the praise, thrusting my chest forward in silent supplication.
Instead of pulling the chain again, Aiden bent and flicked his tongue over each nipple, making me quiver.
Voices on the stairs distracted me for a moment, but then Aiden wrapped his arms around my body and pulled me even closer, sucking the rosy tip of my breast into his mouth and lashing it with his tongue.
I forgot for a moment that we were in a public place.
The voices stopped at the top of the stairs and Aiden released me with a pop. “Up,” he said, much to my confusion. “You’re going to turn around and face them while riding me.”
A little maneuvering, and then I was straddling his lap backward, and I saw that the two people who had interrupted us were Paige and Sebastien.
My jaw dropped at the close embrace they were currently in, torn between watching and embarrassment. My gaze dropped to the floor at our feet for a moment, and I blanched at the completely visible dildo still stuck to the floor.
A quick banishment spell, and it traveled who knows where.
Paige pulled away from Sebastien after a moment. “I can still taste that girl on your tongue,” she snapped.
“Cherie, you said you didn’t want to be exclusive,” Sebastien said, propping himself on the back of one of the chairs not far from us. He crossed his arms over his broad chest. “Being the center of attention is attractive to many, and Una was a fun time. If she had been interested in a relationship, I would have agreed.” He shook his head. “I do not understand you English girls.”
Aiden lifted my hips and dropped them with an audible smack. My head dropped back with a moan, startled because I was so invested in their conversation that I’d forgotten what I was doing.
“Keep going, my little pet,” Aiden whispered. “I want you to come before they leave.”
I felt myself getting wetter at the exhibitionism, and tried to rise and fall in rhythm.
“I don’t have time for a relationship,” Paige said.
“Then you don’t have the right to be offended when I have fun with someone else,” Sebastien countered.
Paige pouted and turned away from him.
“Ah, cherie.” Sebastien left the chair to loom over her. “You want me, but you don’t want the strings, is that it?”
Paige didn’t say anything, but she didn’t shake her head either.
“You need to learn to ask for what you want, ma cherie.”
“Are you so certain that the portals between schools only work when they’re scheduled?” Paige asked, her voice choked up.
Sebastien hugged her from behind. “I asked about it immediately after we started training. I wanted to see you after that time on the beach this summer. Do you remember the stars up above, your skin dappled with freckles in the moonlight, nothing between us but the sea?”
Paige shuddered. “I remember,” she whispered.
He dropped a kiss on her shoulder. “I would like to see you like that again, if you are willing. Where did the carefree girl from the summer go?”
“She is dedicated to finding a murderer,” Paige replied.
“You can’t spare even a little time for fun?” Sebastien asked. One of his hands traveled down her body, blocked from my view by the back of the other couch. The other squeezed her breast.
“Sebastien,” Paige moaned.
My breath caught and my body tingled.
“You like watching someone else get off?” Aiden murmured. His hand cupped my jaw, making sure I couldn’t look away from our personal porn. “Come when she does and I will pick you up and fuck you into the couch.”
“Oh God,” I groaned, torn between giving Paige privacy and my desire to watch her fall apart.
“She knows the invisibility spell as well as you do,” Aiden pointed out. “She’s out in the open, right at the top of the stairs. Anyone could catch them.”
Conscience somewhat mollified, I watched raptly as Paige gasped and groaned in Sebastien’s arms. He turned her, placing her hands on the back of the couch, and dropping out of sight behind her.
If I had been visible, Paige and I could have made eye contact while she was being eaten out.
Her fingers curled into the fabric, denting it, and her mouth opened in a silent scream as she came.
Right on cue, I followed her into the crash of ecstasy.
“Good girl,” Aiden purred, getting to his feet, still inside me. He carried me forward two steps and placed me gently on the same couch that Paige was leaning against, our faces barely inches apart.
“What are you doing?” I hissed.
“Fucking you,” Aiden replied, thrusting his hips in deep and making my toes curl. “Side benefit, maybe you and Paige will get along better if you see her as a person instead of a villain.”
Paige’s hot breath ghosted along my cheeks and she groaned as Sebastien filled her from behind.
My eyes widened. “If her head drops forward, she might hit me!”
“Then you’d better keep your eyes open so that doesn’t happen,” Aiden replied. He timed his thrusts to match Sebastien’s, the forces balancing out and the couch not even rocking.
“Come for me, ma belle,” Sebastien said. “I want to feel you clenching around my cock. Then I will make you come again when I pump you full of my pleasure.”
“Seb, we’re in public!” Paige whined. “Someone could see!”
“Then you’d better come quickly,” Sebastien said. “Come for me.” His fingers disappeared under her body, and Paige’s eyes closed tightly, her fingers gripping the couch hard once more.
“You heard the man,” Aiden said. “Come, Siobhan.” He angled his hips just right to hit that spot inside of me and I screamed as the unexpected orgasm hit me. Aiden kept thrusting through my shaking, his fingers tracing my tattoo once again, and then joined me in the throes of pleasure seconds after Sebastien found his release in Paige.
Panting hard, Aiden sat, pulling me into his lap, and we ignored the other couple while we made out.
“Did you want your memory back?” Aiden asked, banishing my nipple chain.
“No, that’s all right. What I’ve conjured up in my imagination is quite sexy.” I cuddled into his broad chest. “I’m going to miss sleeping with you tonight.” I pouted. “I’ll have to wear pajamas!”
Aiden chuckled. “Oh, the horror. I’ll see you in the morning, my love.” He kissed me once more and then we separated, walking naked to our rooms in separate wings for the evening.