Page 53 of Pageant

Without warning, heat flashes through me.

He pushes my thighs wide, and suddenly I’m spread open before him. My shoulders hit the back of the chair and a vision of Kirill’s mouth on my pussy and his fingers thrusting inside me fills my mind. I try to push that thought away, but the sight of his tattooed hands gripping my inner thighs short-circuits my brain.

My gaze darts around the room. We’re about to have sex, or something close to it, while two other men are watching. Six more women are behind that glass mirror. I open my mouth to beg for another test, but Elyah jams the barrel of the gun against my head.

I grit my teeth against the oncoming humiliation. I do not beg. There’s no way Kirill is going to win, so all I have to do is sit here for ten minutes like nothing is happening. If I keep my eyes averted, I can pretend I’m getting a wax or a doctor’s examination. I’m certainly going to enjoy it about as much.

Kirill dips his head, and I inhale sharply at the first swipe of his tongue. I feel nothing. It’s awful and I don’t like it. I tell myself that, anyway.

The second lick sends a fizzle through me. The third has me breathing harder. Kirill notices and he smiles against my pussy.

Elyah wraps his free hand around the nape of my neck, holding me in place. “She tastes sweet, doesn’t she?”

“She tastes like heaven,” Kirill murmurs, giving me another loving lick of his tongue. He looks up at me, saying between swipes of his tongue, “You’re getting wet, Number Eleven. Your little clit is swelling against my tongue.”

I shake my hair back and stare determinedly over their heads. I’m not enjoying this. I’m not even aware of it.

I’mnot.

Kirill licks me like he already knows exactly how I like it. His practiced tongue coils around my clit, and without realizing I’m doing it, my head falls back, and a moan of pleasure escapes my lips.

“Have you been thinking about me,neordinarnaya? Have you been dreaming about me?”

My cheeks flood with heat and my head snaps up. “You wish.”

Kirill finds the spot where it feels best and caresses me mercilessly. “You wouldn’t tell me lies, would you?”

What kind of demon is he? How does he know? Unless… “Did you come down to the cellar last night?”

Kirill freezes.

“Did you stand outside my cell? If I was saying anything about you in my sleep, it was because I was dreaming about murdering you slowly.”

The barrel of the gun digs dangerously into my skull. “You were dreaming about Kirill?”

“Dreaming of killing him.”

“That’s not what it sounded like to me,” Kirill replies, and sucks on my clit.

My toes curl. Jesus fucking Christ. An insane killer is going down on me and I’ve never known anything so heavenly. Ivan took my virginity on our wedding night, and he didn’t bother with foreplay then or any night after. Oral sex was beneath him unless it was me having to perform it on him. Elyah was the first man to touch me like this, and though his mouth and tongue were delicious, we never had time to explore what felt good.

“What did it sound like?” Elyah asks, and there’s an edge to his voice.

“Are you jealous of my dream, Elyah?” I say between panting breaths. “For heaven’s sake, he’s licking me right in front of you.”

“What we do to you is one thing. What you dream about on your own…”

“Is my fucking business!” My voice becomes shrill and I gasp in pleasure. Oh, God.Oh, God.I’m going to come and Elyah’s going to kill me. If I have to die, I don’t want it to be at his hands. He doesn’t deserve the revenge he craves so much.

I fight for control, my breath hissing through my teeth.

“It is agony, is it not, Lilia?” Elyah murmurs. “Do you feel it,solnyshko, the torture of being denied what you crave?”

There’s a soft laugh from the other side of the room. I snap my head up and glare at Konstantin. He’s relaxed comfortably to one side in his chair, his head resting against his thumb and forefinger as he watches me. “Do you have a death wish?”

“Of course not.”

“Then you’re so used to a man making you come that you can’t help yourself now? Was your husband so attentive in bed?”

---