Page 77 of The Devil's Vice

“You heard exactly what I said.”

“But I—”

“Shh, come here,” Kain murmurs, pulling me flush against his chest. His arm folds across me, holding me in place while his other hand slides under the hem of my dress.

His finger pushes inside me, stroking to the rhythm of the Two Feet song reverberating off the walls. Carlotta is on the stage, looking directly at me as she slides her panties down her thighs. A blond man I recognize as Landon joins her on stage, giving her toned ass an appreciative glance. He steps forward, smacking her ass with enough force for it to be heard over the bass. Instead of crumpling in pain, Carlotta’s eyes roll to the back of her head, and her hand snakes between her thighs. She pleasures herself as Landon whispers something in her ear, and the next thing I know, she’s kneeling before him, her mouth open wide to take his cock.

“It’s okay to like it, Lillith,” Kain whispers, causing me to jolt. I look over my shoulder, and my skin tingles as I meet his heated gaze. “Just because I abhor the idea of another woman doesn’t mean you have to.” He nips the base of my neck, a silent chuckle shaking his chest. “I live to give you pleasure, Lillith. It’s endearing that you haven’t figured that out yet.”

I lean my head to the side, giving him full access to that tender spot at the base of my neck. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch someone looking—no, staring at us. At me. I freeze in Kain’s arms, and he looks up at my sudden change in mood.

A growl rumbles from his throat as he notices Callum’s beady eyes trained on me from across the room, and his hands tighten possessively. Suddenly, I’m dragged over to one of the red leather couches in the back of the room, my heart thrumming erratically as Kain takes a seat in the center, his silver gaze fixed on my face.

His thighs spread slightly, and his gaze heats as he pats his inner thigh. “Sit.” I balk, my cheeks flaming at the sheer dominance the action holds.

“Sit. Now.”

This time, my body obeys. I lower onto his leg, wriggling nervously as I try to find a comfortable position. Kain rolls his eye, gripping either side of my waist and shifting me to his center. An arm circles my waist, lifting my ass slightly into the air as the sound of a zipper undoing makes its way to my ears.

“Kain?” I whisper, my breathing coming a little faster. “What are you doing?”

“What you want me to do,” he growls, lowering me back onto his lap. Through the impossibly thin silk of my dress, I can feel him—that thick, pulsing cock pressing against my ass. I shudder as he toys with the hem of my dress, inching it millimeter by millimeter up my thigh. With the jacket still wrapped around my shoulder, I can easily cover up, but I don’t bother as Kain’s fingertips brush my core.

My thighs spread, giving him all the access he needs, and an appreciative hum rumbles the chest at my back.

“Good girl,” he breathes, swirling his index finger around my clit. “Such a good little toy.”

He presses against that spot, and a moan pours from my mouth, calling the attention of the club members surrounding the couch. I don’t care, though. Don’t care about anything other than his touch. The feel of him on my clit, playing me so expertly.

I don’t realize Kain’s cock is at my entrance until he nudges the head inside, drawing a pained hiss from my lips as he stretches the sore muscles.

“Fuck, you’re soaked,” Kain groans, easing his cock inside, then slamming hard against my back walls. “Always such a needy little toy, aren’t you? It’s a good thing I’m here now. Here to pleasure you and fill that needy cunt with the cock it’s been dying for. Weeping for.” He thrusts violently in me, the motion causing my tits to bounce, and I catch a few appreciative glances through the crowd.

I should be worried that they’re watching. Or maybe I should feel dirty or wrong, but… I feel so alive. I like the eyes on me and crave the power that comes with being at the center of that desire.

“Fuck me, Kain,” I moan, throwing my head back against his chest. “Your cock feels so good. So, so, so…” My voice breaks as a scream tears from my throat, and my body shakes with the orgasm that tears through my veins.

Kain presses his hands down on my shoulders, slamming mercilessly into me from below as I come. “Good girl,” he growls, nipping the base of my neck with a feral energy. “I want everyone to see how beautiful you are when you’re coming on my cock.”

My walls convulse around Kain’s cock, thrusting and drawing out every moment of my pleasure. His hand trails down my front, and his fingertips press lightly on my clit, sending my pleasure to new heights. Stars spark my visions as I explode all over again, and my vision tunnels. I think I’m screaming, but I can’t hear anything over the violent rush of blood in my ears, in my head.

Kain roars and goes still inside me. I know by the gentle pulse inside me that he’s found his own release. His entire body shudders as he wraps his arms around my middle, leaving his cock inside me as he leans back on the sofa.

He trails gentle kisses over my temples and my cheeks, filling my veins with so much heat I’m sure I’ll combust. I don’t pay the eyes any more attention—they don’t exist as Kain’s fingers find my breast, as they massage me gently. Lovingly.

“Sorry to interrupt, but I’m going to have to pull you two apart for a bit.”

I jerk at the sound of Carlotta’s voice, but Kain holds me firmly in place.

“What do you want?” he murmurs, drawing lazy circles on my stomach even as his cock surges inside me.

Carlotta huffs, rolling those brilliant blues to the ceiling. “Callum wants to talk to you. Says it’s urgent.”

Kain tenses at my back, and I place a comforting hand on his knee. “It’s okay,” I murmur, turning and pressing my lips to his jaw. A sigh passes his lips, and he relaxes ever so slightly from the touch. “You go talk to him. I should probably… clean up a bit, anyway.”

A growl leaves his chest, and his fingers tighten possessively on my hips. “And if I told you I like the image of my cum dripping out of you all night?”

My core warms at the gravel in his voice, my mind going blank at the hungry sheen in his gaze.

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