86. Rhyland

Rhyland

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S itting at the table, watching Dani squirm, I can't help but grin like a sadistic bastard. It's taking every ounce of my self-control not to drag her back to our room and fuck her senseless, but I'm enjoying this little game too much to end it just yet.

Lucian, ever the nosy little shit, leans over and asks, "What's got you smiling like the cat that ate the canary, Rhy-Rhy? You finally pull that stick out of your ass and discover the joys of a good prostate massage?"

We've been here for about an hour now, relaxing and enjoying the peace of being. No battles, no strategizing, no planning, no looking over our shoulders—just some fucking fun for a night.

"Fuck off, Lucian," I retort, not wanting to reveal my little secret. "My ass is none of your business."

Erik is lounging next to Lucian, sipping on his bourbon—his go-to drink—and watching the bar with his keen eyes, as always. The man never truly relaxes, but I can't blame him. It's in our nature to be on guard.

"Aww, come on, don't be like that!" Lucian whines, pouting like a petulant child. "You know I live vicariously through your sordid sexcapades. Throw a brother a bone here, would ya?"

Earlier, I went back to Lucian's little den of debauchery and grabbed the few choice items for Dani's "punishment" tonight. Let's just say I've got plans to make her squirm in more ways than one.

"I know you raided my fuck dungeon, you sneaky bastard," Lucian says, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. "Find anything you like? The nipple clamps, perhaps? Or maybe the vibrating butt plug? Oh, oh! Tell me you grabbed the edible body paint. That shit's delicious."

I just shrug, not bothering to confirm or deny his accusations. He knows me too well.

"Hey, mi sex toy es su sex toy, am I right?" Lucian grins, slapping me on the back. "What's mine is yours, bro. Just make sure you sanitize anything you stick up your ass. I don't want your booty cooties all over my precious collection."

I roll my eyes, fighting back a smirk. "Lucian, Christ, if you don't shut the fuck up—"

"You'll what? Spank me?" He laughs, throwing his head back. "Please, Rhy-Rhy. We both know I'd enjoy that way too much."

Despite myself, I can't help but chuckle. Lucian may be an insufferable pain in the ass, but damn if he doesn't know how to make me laugh.

Even if most of his jokes are crude enough to make a sailor blush.

Dani and Emily make their way over to the table, Dani clearly buzzed and walking extra carefully. She slowly sits down on the bench next to me, knowing full well she's trying not to push the object in further. I can't help but smile at her struggle, my cock twitching at the thought of what I have in store for her later.

Leaning over, I whisper in her ear, "Having trouble, Angel?"

She glares at me, but I can see the desire burning in her eyes. "You're an asshole, you know that?"

"Yeah, but you love it," I grin, my hand sliding under the table to rest on her thigh, giving it a possessive squeeze.

She's wearing this sexy little number, a simple black dress that clings to her curves like a second fucking skin. It's short, barely skimming her thighs, and sexy as hell, just like her.

I let my gaze roam over her body, taking in every delicious inch. The way the fabric hugs her hips, the tantalizing glimpse of cleavage, those long, toned legs that seem to go on for miles—it's enough to make a man lose his goddamn mind.

Dani knows exactly what she's doing, the little minx. She's playing with fire, and I'm more than ready to burn. My cock throbs in my jeans, hard as steel and aching for her touch.

"You look good enough to eat, baby," I rumble, my voice a low, predatory purr. "Good thing I'm fucking starving."

Dani shifts in her seat, biting her lip to stifle a moan. I can tell she's getting more and more turned on by the second, and it's taking all my willpower not to say fuck it and take her right here on this table.

But I'm not done with her yet. Not by a long shot. Tonight, I'm going to push her to her limits and watch her come undone in the most delicious ways possible.

So, for now, I'll sit back, enjoy my drink, and watch my sexy little mate squirm, knowing that later, I'll have her screaming my name as I fuck her into oblivion.

After a couple more rounds of drinks during their intense conversation about the new world order, I whip out the remote from my pocket and press the button.Daninearly jumps out of her seat, slamming her hands on the table. "Jesus Christ!" she screams.

The vibrator in her ass goes off, causing her to let out a low moan of pleasure mixed with frustration. I can't help but smirk at her as she shoots me a look that says she will make me pay for this little stunt later. Her caramel-gold eyes are filled with desire and anger, and it's all I can do to keep from laughing out loud. The confident and feisty scientist is putty in my hands, and I fucking love it.

Emily's quick on the draw, the concern etching her features as she leans in, "What the hell is wrong with you? Are you okay?" Her words tumble out fast and sharp,

Danishifts uncomfortably in her seat, the vibrator still buzzing inside her. She tries to maintain her composure, but it's clear she's struggling. "Uh, y-yeah. I'm good. I just need to use the ladies' room for a sec," she says, attempting to keep a straight face.

Emily cuts in, "I'll go with you."

Danipractically leaps out of her seat, hands flailing as she tries to wave off Emily's offer. "No! I mean, no thanks. It's fine. Really. You stay here and keep the guys company," she says, trying to sound casual. But her voice is strained, and her movements are jerky, giving away just how affected she is by the toy I've activated.Danimay be confident and feisty, but even she can't completely hide how much the vibrator is affecting her.

I can only manage a twisted, wicked-ass grin as I watch Dani saunter off to the ladies' room.

"You fucking bastard, I swear I'm going to gut you!" I can't help but chuckle at Dani's fiery resolve piping up through our mental connection.

"You dirty bird," Lucian says with a smirk.

I quickly switch off the vibrator, "Just give us a minute," I say before pushing away from the table and stalking Danitoward the restrooms. "I'll be right back."

"Keep your fucking thoughts to yourself," I grumble in Lucian's head through our mental connection, letting him know I mean business—my hand already reaching for the restroom door.

As soon as I enter the restroom, I quickly shut the door behind me and lock it, taking in the spacious and dimly lit area.Daniis standing in front of the mirror, her hands gripping the counter as she tries to regain control of her breathing. She's struggling to control herself.

Without hesitation, I blur swiftly behind her, gripping her hair and pulling up her short dress, and exposing her smooth and toned ass. "Need some help,baby?" I ask her, a hint of playfulness in my voice.

"You bast—"Danistarts, fighting back against my grip on her hair.

"Uh-uh,Angel, what did I tell you about that mouth?" I remind her as I tighten my hold on her hair, pulling her head back to expose her neck. "I want to hear those sweet little moans and gasps coming from those lips, not those feisty little curses."

"Rhyland, please . Take away this ache," she pleads, her voice low and needy. Her gold eyes are melted pools, swirling with desire.

I can't fucking wait any longer. Been tortured this past week, and I'm done fucking waiting. Quickly unzipping my pants, I let my cock spring free, ready to give her exactly what she needs. "I know,baby," I say, gripping her hips and pulling her back against me. "Are you ready for this cock? Ready for me to fuck you hard and make you scream?"

"God… yes . Please…" she begs, her voice a breathless plea for me to take her. I smirk at the sound, knowing she is ready for what I have in store.

With a gruff and dominant tone, I swiftly spin her around, lift her up, and slam her sexy ass on the counter. She moans like the filthy girl I've turned her into—insatiable and craving only my touch. Gripping her hair firmly at the base of her neck, I demand, "First, you're going to drink." I swiftly pull out a knife from my pocket and make a small incision on my neck.

I want her out of her mind for this.

Dani whimpers in my grasp, her legs instinctively wrapping around me as I hold her tight. Wasting no time, she eagerly latches onto my neck, her soft lips greedily drinking my blood. I moan and let out a low, primal growl, "Fuck," before plunging into her depths.

Grasping the remote control, I turn it back on, and the immediate response causes her body to tighten around me as she surrenders to the sensation. She continues to drink deeply from my neck, moaning against my skin. Pulling her head back, I gaze into her lust-filled eyes, noticing how my blood has only amplified her desires.

"You like that, Angel?" I growl, watching her body twitch and writhe under my dominant touch. "I'll keep fucking you until you beg for mercy."

With each thrust, she becomes a helpless mess under my control—just how I like her.