Page 134 of Monsterland Mayhem
He chuckles. “No, gorgeous. But I like blood. Just little knicks that create a sting.” He holds out his palm. “Give me your hand and I’ll show you.”
I bite my cheek but do what he asks. He leans down to kiss my palm, his tongue tracing the pad and applying a subtle pressure that has my legs clenching again. I relax against Catum, liking this sensation.
Then yelp as Craze slices his blade across my skin. “What…?” I try to yank my hand away but he seals his mouth over the wound—which I quickly realize is just a little scrape—andsucks.
My eyes widen.
Why…? Why does that… feel good?
His tongue runs along the shallow laceration, his eyes holding mine the entire time. “Now imagine that on your breast,” he murmurs, leaning back to look at my chest.
“Hmm, speaking of,” Catum murmurs, the candle suddenly too close for comfort.
My lips part as he tilts the jar, causing some of the red liquid to pool.
“This is special wax,” he tells me as it slowly leaks over the edge.
I jump as it lands right on my nipple, the sting of it eliciting a hiss from me.
“It cools quickly,” he goes on, like he isn’t torturing me. “And the process of removing it is… quite fun.”
Another speck lands on my areola, and a third on my stiff peak.
All three men are transfixed by the sight, while I’m trying to decide if it hurts or feels good. The temporary pain distracted me from my overheated insides, but now those sensations seem to be burning with a renewed force.
Catum sets the candle aside—the spicy scent of it reminding me of Craze—and leans down to blow across my chest.
I shiver.
“Craze?” he murmurs.
The most mercurial one of my mates smiles and takes out his knife again, this time angling it toward my breast.
I hold my breath, both terrified and interested in whatever comes next.
He gently scrapes the wax from my skin, careful not to cut me. Which is a relief, and startling since he just mentioned wanting to use his knife on my chest.
But perhaps it’s not knowing his intentions that creates the excitement.Will he hurt me or please me?I wonder, only to suddenly find my nipple in Catum’s mouth.
A loud moan escapes me, the sensation of having his sensual attention after feeling the burn is… is…amazing.
The warmth inside me nearly combusts, my thighs instantly slick.Oh, Gods…I feel like I’m about to come.
Yet all too soon, the feeling is gone, and Craze is pressing another treat to my lips.
I’m trembling. “You’re teasing me,” I realize aloud.
“Testing your limits a little, yes,” Catum replies with a devilish twinkle in his brown eyes. “You’re about to give us your body for the next few days, and we want to make sure we care for it properly.”
“We don’t want to scare you,” Krolic adds, his voice gruff. He’s standing across from us, one shoulder propped against the wall, his cock fully erect.
Catum still has on his dress shirt and pants.
Craze is in jeans and nothing else.
And Krolic is as naked as me.
“Are you all right with being bound?” Catum asks me.
