Chapter 12

Mátyás

My speed never slows until we've left the forest and are tucked back in the safety of the castle. Kiara has grown quiet as she struggles to adjust her vision to my preternatural speed. I knew it would settle her ass down. Most can't handle it and throw up, but she isn't anyone. She's made for us and can take anything we give her. She has no other choice.

She was so worked up that she didn't notice my slip of the tongue about her bloodstone feeding her power. There's a reason we removed it and hid it away for safekeeping until the time is right.

I brush my wet hair out of my face as we continue through the hall and down to the back side of the castle, into our private play area, which is hidden away from prying ears for a reason. After all, there's no point in having a sex dungeon if everyone can hear our fun. All three of us are soaking wet from her little tantrum and leaving a mess behind, but I'm not stopping. Her screams belong to us, and no one will hear her cries but us.

I lower her to the ground, careful of her cut feet. Her healing abilities should be speeding up soon if our powers are already showing up. We'll still bandage those later for her after we've proven our point. My hand presses against her lower back, forcing her front against the hard steel. The stormy depths of her green and blue eyes glare back at me over her shoulder as she tries to fight me, but she's no match for our supernatural strength. She's like a feral kitten, and I can't wait to play with her.

Scratches from her little trip outside decorate her back, face, arms, and legs. The sweet scent of her blood fills the room, taunting me. I haven't fed yet because we wanted to play with her, and it's pushing me closer to the brink of my sanity. There's no telling what'll happen to her if I give in and let the beast have his way with her. I'm not sure she'll survive.

Elek's hands tremble as he secures her wrists and ankles to the leather cuffs, facing away from us. He's having the same reaction to our little hellfire as I am. While my beast stays skimming above the surface, coming out to play often, his is buried deep down. And when he's unleashed, you're well and truly fucked.

I take one of the open-mouthed gags off the wall and walk up to her, dangling it between my fingers.

"You know what this is, kis boszorkány?" When she keeps silent, I answer for her. "It's to keep you quiet and compliant while we remind you of who owns this body." It's taking all my control to choose my words carefully. I want nothing more than to punish her for her little stunt, and I will, but not how she's expecting. After all, pleasure and pain are very fine lines. A lesson I plan on teaching her for eternity.

She snaps her teeth and attempts to bite me, but I use that to my advantage. I shove the black ring into her mouth and buckle the leather strap around the back of her head before her mind can catch up with my movements. Those plump pink lips are forced open wide enough to take our dicks. She attempts to swallow but soon realizes how difficult that will be. Streams of saliva trickle down the sides of her mouth, landing on her dress, giving me an idea.

"You're all wet. Let me help you." I grip the sides of the velvet fabric and split the dress in half, exposing her naked body to the room. I'm now grateful that Ysabel had her hand in this. Easy access is what I live for.

Goosebumps form along her wet flesh as the cold steel from the cross digs into her skin, the bottom V-shape cradling her tits perfectly. The frigid air has her body shivering, but soon, she'll be on fire for us.

She looks good enough to eat. Elek smirks over the top of her head as wet pieces of his raven hair sticks to his face. A few dots of rain still linger on his brow piercings. He isn't as pissed as I am anymore, and I know he had reservations when I said I wanted to punish her, but he trusts me enough to know what my punishments entail.

She does, but she needs something more. I toss her dress to the side, contemplating my choices, when Elek surprises me.

He walks over to the table next to the wall of floggers and messes with something.

How about these?He holds up two matching silver clamps.

I couldn't have made a better choice.

Kiara whimpers as he walks up to her, holding the two pieces of silver. The veins on the side of her throat throb as she does her best to swallow, making my teeth ache to sink inside that flesh. To taste her blood.

Elek places a clamp on each of her areolas, behind her nipples, which are already stiff from the cold. They darken as the blood pools into them, turning them into harder points. The silver chain dangles between her tits and against her creamy skin.

Once we're done, we step back and admire our masterpiece.

She's facing the wall, her arms and legs are secured to the leather cuffs in the shape of an X, forcing her big tits farther out. Ebony, wet hair sticks to her dirt-covered body. Silver chains dangle off the clamps between those plump tits, showing off her dusty pink nipples. A soft stomach that dips in slightly at the waist leading to her shaven pussy. Curves and sin. She's Heaven on a platter, all ready for us to devour.

We remain still, watching her tits bounce up and down from her heavy breathing. Those wide eyes dart around the room, taking in all the toys we have strung up on the walls. Floggers, cat tails, various types of restraints, chains, and many more she can't see from her position. When you have eternity to play, you become creative with new ways of seeking pleasure.

I faced her away from us for this very reaction. Her fear is becoming one of my favorite aphrodisiacs. She's so focused on what her punishment might be that she doesn't realize soon she'll crave what we do to her.

"Do you know why they call this a St. Andrew's cross? Because he was deemed an unworthy apostle. They crucified him on this instead," I tease as I trail a finger down her cheek and brush away some of her wet strands that were blocking my view of her face.

"Are you worthy, társam?" Elek keeps his face blank as he stands behind her. Not knowing someone's intentions gets the blood pumping in all the right places.

"What should we do to you first?" I keep moving past the side of her neck, stopping on her left nipple. All the blood is still on the surface, turning it a beautiful shade of red. My fingers pinch the hardened flesh, and she whimpers as her body trembles.

"These might be a little sensitive," I tease.

Elek opens the top drawer from the nearby table and hands me exactly what I pictured, sparing her a blank look. Being able to communicate without words will make things more exciting. She'll never see it coming until it's too late.

I take the item and grin as he steps back and crosses his arms over his chest. He remains silent next to me, knowing I need this, but I will always include him in the pleasure of our mate.

"Suck." I lift the butt plug up to Elek's mouth.

Eyes on me, he wraps his lips around the black silicone. He works it like he's working my dick, and my insides roar to life. His saliva drips down my hand, but he doesn't stop until it's nice and wet.

Our sensitive hearing can pick up the slight hitch in Kiara's breathing as she watches my every move. I wonder if she even realizes her body is quickly becoming in tune with ours.

"Good boy." I pull the plug out of his mouth and plant a quick kiss on his lips.

Elek follows my movements as I kneel behind Kiara, spreading those plump ass cheeks that I can't wait to see red with my marks.

Her body stiffens the moment she feels the pressure, and she begins to thrash against her restraints, but she isn't going anywhere until we allow it.

"Relax and let me in, or it will hurt more." I push in slowly, inch by inch, until it's seated all the way inside her ass, and the red jewel at the tip of the butt plug glistens against her porcelain skin. "Good girl."

She shudders at my praise. Interesting. It appears I have another mate who likes to be rewarded for good behavior. I lock that information away for later.

"We'll start small, but you will stretch to take our cocks in your ass and love it like our good little whore."

Her thighs tighten from my words, and I grin. She is fucking perfect.

"I'm not sure you deserve my mouth just yet, but I think this will do." I grab the vibrator that Elek took out earlier and switch it on. The buzzing sound fills the room, and my dick throbs, but he'll have to wait his turn.

I set the wand between her spread legs, bumping the plug in her ass, and the movement causes her to whimper. My hand presses the tip of the wand on her clit and holds it there. I could move it around, but I find this to be more effective.

Her hands clench into fists as she jerks against the leather cuffs. She's trying to escape, but she has nowhere to go. She's stuck and forced to take everything I do to her.

It isn't long until her hips are grinding down on the wand. Wetness from her cunt coats my hand as she rides it. My good girl is greedy. Nothing pleases me more.

Elek walks around to face her. When his eyes meet mine, I know exactly what he's thinking. Two lovers are better than one.

He tugs on the chains clamped to her areolas, forcing another loud moan to erupt from her as her eyes narrow on him.

Beads of sweat drip down her back, and I lean forward, licking it up. The salt of her skin, mixed with blood from the cuts on her back dances along my tongue, and my beast growls aching for more. She tastes sweet with a hint of spice. She's comprised of all things naughty and nice.

Not one to be left out, Elek does the same to the cuts on her face, licking the blood and dirt away while still tugging on her nipple clamps. His blue eyes glow as his beast fights to break through the surface, as does mine.

Her body convulses from the onslaught of new sensations we're giving her. She moans behind her gag as I continue licking and sucking the skin at her back while holding the vibrator in position, coaxing her first orgasm from her. Her body trembles as her hips tighten. If I was buried inside her, that greedy cunt would be strangling my dick.

I smack her ass with my free hand until it's red with my mark and lean down next to her ear to growl, "Come for me, like the good little slut you are." The points of my teeth graze along the sensitive skin of her neck, but not hard enough to draw blood. That's a privilege she won't be receiving any time soon.

A few moments pass before her body can't hold it off any longer. Like a brewing storm, she explodes, unleashing her wetness. That sweet nectar I crave gushes from her ripened cunt, flooding my hand.

"That's one."

She sags against the cross, and I almost feel bad, but we have all night and are barely getting started. When we're done with her, she'll be a limp, sopping mess covered in our cum.