Page 86 of Demons and Debts
‘Are they in the bathroom too?’
He keeps up his perusal of my body. ‘No, but maybe I should put some in there, huh?’
‘No and turn that one off.’
‘No can do. Security.’
‘You can't just watch—’
‘Actually I can. Like I said. Security. Says it in the contract that you signed. Youdidread it, right?’
I open and close my mouth. I read it a few times, but I don't remember that.
He comes towards me, and I retreat, finding the headboard at my back. He looms over me.
‘What are you going to do?’ I ask, hating the waiver in my voice.
He doesn't seem to like it either and he stays where he is.
‘You haven't done this much, huh?’
I shake my head.
He takes off his shirt and I roll my eyes at him. ‘Is this your idea of seduction? I don’t think it’s working. I mean, I'm no expert but I don't think—’
‘I thinkyou think too much, Jane,’ he says very quietly. ‘Why don’t you let Dr. Wright take a look?’
I almost laugh at the Doctor Wright thing because, you know, Doctor Wright, DoctorRIGHT (get it?), but I don’t. Instead, I swallow hard as I stare at him. I don't know why I find what he just said so hot but my heart actually skips a beat and, by his slow smile, he knows what he’s doing to me.
‘Miss Mercy,’ he tuts, ‘I’m afraid that if you want me to find the source of the problem, you’re going to need to submit to anexamination. Lay back on the bed and try to relax.’
Holy shit … new kink unlocked!
I wonder if he's using his power on me right now because my heart is humming in my chest and all I want to do is lay back, close my eyes, open my legs, and see whatDoctor Wrightdoes next. That’s not like me at all. It's got to be his incubus mojo but at the moment with the way I'm feeling, I don't even care.
I lean back, the towel still wrapped around me, and he seems surprised he’s gotten this far.
He spreads my knees apart slowly and I shiver as he stares down at me.
I’m hairlessdown there, not because I was planning for anything to happen but because I prefer it from a sensory perspective.
All at once, his head's between my thighs and his tongue licks from my ass to the top of my pussy, making my hips jump and drawing a cry from me. I prop myself up on my elbows looking down at him, curious as to what he’s doing that feels so good.
He doesn't look at me, just spreads my legs apart more, but the towel gets in his way. With a hiss of impatience, he pulls it away and I yelp as my body is displayed for him.
He looks his fill, and my eyes dart to the camera in the corner. Is someone watching the feed right now? He turns his head and when he sees where I’m looking, he gives me a dark smile.
‘Oh yeah, at least one of the others is definitely watching this. Maybe all of them.’
Instead of feeling repulsed, something in me revels at the thought. I want to be … watched? This is new too.
‘Get out of your head, Miss Mercy,’ he growls into my core, the hum on my clit making my entire body flex.
He pulls me apart and draws back, looking down, a deep sound coming from his chest that I think means he likes what he sees. Holding me open, he takes the middle finger of his other hand and plays with my hole, but he doesn’t enter me. One finger then two fingers stretch just the entrance and I lie back with a groan as he settles into a rhythm of sorts.
His head descends again, taking me in his mouth and whirling his tongue over me. I come hard with a cry, my whole body going rigid. I try to close my legs, but he holds my knees wide and, somehow, he draws out the waves of pleasure as they break over me, making this last far longer than any orgasm I’ve given myself.
When his hands finally leave me, I stare up at the ceiling trying to catch my breath. I realize that I'm still naked, just lying on the bed … just like the girl with the dark hair I saw my first night here on Sie’s bed.
