Chapter 14

M y breath caught as the metal pierced my nipple. The searing sting came a split second after.

I stared down at my chest. A drop of crimson welled from the tiny wound, the long needle still sticking through my flesh, and I was lost in the agony when a gentle hand on my cheek had my gaze snapping up.

Skrain .

He kissed me, tongue swirling in my mouth, and I whined.

"You promised me one orgasm for every piercing," I pointed out.

"Everything in good time. I am a man of my word." He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, tutting. "But I never said you'd get one right after each piercing."

My brows arched.

"You need to listen closer. Nobody said you'd even receive your rewards tonight ," he added, favoring me with a devilish smirk. "I decide when you deserve to come."

I rattled the restraints, my show of defiance making the crowd cheer. "You're a brute and a sadist, Skrain," I hissed through gritted teeth.

He took one of the matching rings with a single diamond from the tray while Emily stood still, eyes on the audience, features professionally impassive.

"Correct," he said, mischief in his eyes. The outline of his rock-hard cock pressed against his trousers, twitching. "I am a sadist. But that's why you like me. Because you enjoy being put in your place, because you enjoy getting hurt and humiliated. And soon, you'll admit it, too."

I scowled. Even though we both knew he was right, I wouldn't say it. Not yet.

But there was something so undeniably commanding about Skrain. The natural dominance of a predator's elegance in each swaggering step, the unbridled strength in the flex of his muscles.

Eventually, I would submit all of myself to him—that was as certain as my next breath.

His jaw clenched as he focused, and the toy began vibrating again. My shoulders fell. The low rumble wouldn't push me over the edge, but it was enough to distract me from the discomfort.

"Better?" he asked, and I hummed my gratitude.

He grasped one of the rings, a tiny hinge on one side allowing the metal to twist and part before his steady, nimble fingers pushed the open side into the dull end of the needle. I groaned as he pulled the needle forward, and with it, the piercing through my nipple. He closed the ring with a click.

Skrain leaned down to my chest, and his tongue flicked over my sensitive, stiff peak. I flinched, my clit pulsing in the quick rhythm of my pain, turning into an undefinable, exciting mixture.

He held eye contact while he straightened, setting a hand beneath my other breast. A drop of my blood shone on his mouth, and he licked it off, making me imagine his bejeweled tongue all over my body.

Especially between my legs.

He lined up the needle to pierce my other nipple. The tip scraped my skin in a dangerous caress, and I held my breath, but he made me wait. His free hand kneaded his hard dick through his pants.

"Damn, the flush of fear on your cheeks, those bitten, red lips …" He moaned. "I can barely stop myself from fucking you right now."

"Then do it," I taunted.

He laughed. "Your goading won't bend me to your will. I make the rules, Ella—not you. I won't fuck you until you've earned the luxury of my cock through your suffering."

The needle pierced me with a single, precise push, and I snapped my mouth shut, holding in a yelp. Huffs escaped me as he inserted the second ring. Both of my nipples were sore, burning, and the toy inside me couldn't mask the pain anymore.

But I had only gotten wetter, my pussy squeezing around the girthy gem. Maybe it was my body's desperate attempt to soothe itself, deal with the torment, but I was on the brink. My climax was both a hair's breadth and an infinity away. Too near. Too far.

Skrain tipped my chin up, grinning. "I know that expression on your face … you're close to coming, aren't you?"

How the fuck could he tell?

"Yes, master," I choked out.

"Does my needy little pain slut need an orgasm?"

My tongue tripped over the words, jumbling them. "Please, master."

"Fine. You have thirty seconds to come. If you don't, you won't get another chance for the rest of the night."

The vibrations intensified, and my mouth fell open with a moan. My hands balled into fists as I tensed, leaning into the sudden pleasure cascading over me. He might have counted down, but I didn't hear, my senses drowned by lust. Heat resounded through me in shockwaves, my cunt contracting until my legs shook.

"There you are," Skrain mumbled and kissed my forehead. "I knew you'd make your master proud."

But his gentleness didn't last long. His expression hardened, cruelty in the green fire of his eyes.

"You wanted two orgasms, didn't you?" he asked.

I gave a hesitant nod.

"This time, you get fifteen seconds."

The vibrations kicked up another notch, and my toes curled. I was still too sensitive, overstimulated, writhing against the cuffs holding me in place.

"Don't think , Ella," Skrain growled, setting the needle aside on the tray. His mouth brushed mine, and I tasted his breath. "Just feel. Give in."

He kissed me. Deeply. His fingers brushed up over my waist, goose bumps racing along my skin. I wanted to obey, but the next climax seemed an insurmountable peak. A mewl fell from my lips as he pulled the toy out of me.

"Maybe you need a change of pace. Trust me. Let yourself fall into the sensation. Submit," he mumbled while one hand circled my right nipple, the other pressing the vibrating gem directly onto my clit. He tugged tenderly on the fresh piercing, and flashes of light crossed my vision.

It hurt, but it felt so fucking good.

This orgasm was like a hit to the head, making the room spin. Every muscle in my body tightened, my back arching and my eyes rolling as tingles shot through me. I panted as my pussy clenched, waves of fluid spritzing onto the ground.

What in the Hells?

My eyes went wide as I hung limply in the restraints, trying to make sense of what happened.

"I didn't know you could squirt." Skrain snickered as the vibrations ceased. "And from that look on your face, I think this is a first for you, too." He turned to the crowd, gesturing to the wet floor. "Did you see that? I just have to hurt her a little, and this filthy slut comes all over my shoes."

Obscene shouts of agreement rose from the auditorium, and no one could possibly have blushed brighter than I did.

Everyone was staring at me, even the guests pleasuring each other with fingers, tongues, toys, or cocks. Until now, I'd been too scared, too turned on, too focused on myself to notice the piles of moving, thrusting, writhing bodies on the dance floor.

Salt and musk was heavy in the humid air, the taste of sex on my tongue as I licked over my lips.

The slapping sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed in my ears. Desperate moans. High-pitched cries.

"You're giving them such a good show," Skrain whispered. "They want you so much they can't stop themselves from ravaging each other like wild beasts. Can you imagine what would happen if I gave you to them right now, if I pushed you into that pit of depravity?"

I glanced at him, and my pulse fluttered at the heat in his eyes.

"But they can't have you, can they, Ella?"

I shook my head.

"Tell me that no one can have you. No one but me. Tell me that you're mine, my priceless treasure."

My heart flipped in my chest. "No one else can touch me," I choked out. "Only you, Skrain."

"Good girl. That's what I like to hear."

I was still high from my climax, disoriented, and I whimpered in response.

"You followed my orders well, Ella, but I need you to hold still for the last piercing. Can you do that? Can you hold still for your master?"

A scowl furrowed my brow. I wanted more. More pleasure, more orgasms—not more pain. Exhaustion and frustration clamped my belly into knots, but I nodded anyway. I couldn't stand the thought of disappointing him.

Skrain paused, sucking on his lips as he looked at the massive gem in his hand, shining with my essence. "I want to taste you so badly, but not like this." He put the toy onto the tray in Emily's hold and gave me a wink. "I'd rather try the nectar straight from the tantalizing source. We will have to wait for another time because I'll need all night for that treat."

His distraction worked. My thoughts filled with images of Skrain's head between my legs, my thighs holding him tight … until the touch of something cool against my clit yanked me from my daydream. My gaze snapped down and I froze.

I found him kneeling before me almost like I fantasized—apart from the damn needle he was carefully pushing beneath the skin covering the tender nub of nerves.

"Creators, what are you doing?" I snapped.

His brows rose with a grin. "What do you think?"

"A piercing?" My legs turned weak. "Down there? No!"

He barked a harsh laugh. "You have a terrible memory when it suits you. I told you earlier. Between us, the word no doesn't exist. Besides, I promise the agony will be worth it."

My heart raced, my lungs allowing only shallow breaths.

"You've been so brave and quiet thus far, Ella, enduring my ministrations in stubborn silence. But you don't have to hold back." His head tilted. "In fact, I'd prefer if you'd scream, and I think this will do the trick. Now you better hold very, very still."

"Free me this instant," I seethed. "I demand?—"

A long cry rose in my throat as he pushed the needle upward.

I couldn't say how much it actually hurt, but the shock of seeing silver poking through the thin skin of my clit hood was terrifying enough.

Skrain took the double-diamond stud from the tray and opened one end. Just like he'd done with my nipple rings, he pulled the needle and piercing through at once, making me wince as he screwed the diamond into place.

He stepped back, letting out an audible exhale. Adoration shimmered in his eyes, like he was appreciating an invaluable work of art. "It's gorgeous, Ella. It suits you so well." He picked up the hand mirror and held it in front of my mound, angling it upward so I could see what he had done to me. "Look."

My jaw dropped.

It was gorgeous.

A slim gold rod pierced my clit hood vertically. The diamond at the top was a little smaller, the one resting directly on my tingling nub a little larger. If I had sex while wearing this …

"Apart from looking attractive, it's meant to increase stimulation ," Skrain said as if reading my mind, putting the mirror back on the tray.

He bent down to the restraints holding my legs and opened them. I let out a long sigh while he massaged my tense ankles and calves, working his way higher. His breath slid over my pussy before he kissed my stomach, nibbling along my ribs, over my throat and to my mouth. With a grin, he unlaced his trousers, freeing his cock. Drops of liquid pearled from the tip, engorged and darkened with lust.

"I still owe you an orgasm," he said, fingers bruising my thighs as he guided them around his hips. My fresh piercings pushed against him, and the twinge of pain fed right into the need in my core.

I wished I could have touched him, drawn along the lines of his abs, down to the v-cut shapes above his proud dick, but my arms were still bound.

One hand under my ass, he wrapped the other around his shaft, lining it up with my dripping entrance. I shuddered as he pressed against it, the jewelry on the head teasing me.

"This time, I want to feel you squeeze me when you finish, my priceless treasure. This time, I'll come deep inside you, fill you with my seed. Waiting for this moment has been like an eternity in the Hells, Kerys," he whispered.

I let out a gasp. Those last syllables were like a blade, striking right at my heart. "What? What did you just call me? What does that word mean? Kerys?"

His jaw slackened before he smirked again. With a strained groan, Skrain pushed the tip of his dick into me, and I hissed. He was massive .

"Wouldn't you like to know?" he teased. "I'll tell you, I promise. Now, I just want to feel you."

My intentions of conversation vanished when he pulled me down slowly. I moaned as his cock stretched me wide, testing the limits of my pussy.

"Oh, Creators," I rasped. "I think you're too big."

Skrain smiled, shaking his head. "No, look at me. You can take me. I know you can."

I dug my nails into my palms until my knuckles blanched. My cunt clenched as he filled me entirely, my inner walls trying to accommodate his size. He stilled, running a hand through my sweat-damp hair.

"See, I told you. We're a perfect fit," he whispered, hitching me closer. My clit hood piercing pressed into him, and I yelped. There it was again, that oddly addictive cocktail of agony and desire.

"Shit," I stuttered.

He let out a laugh, his hand drifting to the side of my neck. "This will help alleviate the discomfort, make you feel better."

I felt a sting. My vision blurred as if I'd finished two or three bottles of wine on my own.

Every inch of my skin sizzled, fire shooting through me. The pain was still there, dulled, bearable. But every good sensation was intensified.

Even though he didn't move, just having Skrain inside me nearly had me tipping over the edge. The rub of his tunic against my nipples was enough to make me gasp, and that little gold-framed diamond ball pressing on my clit was like a tiny bauble of lightning.

"What have you done to me?" I slurred, squinting to focus on his face.

"Just a few drops of my venom. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. You won't be harmed by it."

He gripped my hips with both hands and started to move me up and down. Pleasure rippled along my bones, flames in my blood. I barely held on to consciousness. The cross shook as he thrust into me, and if it wasn't anchored to the floor, he would have pushed the entire thing over.

"How does it feel to know everyone in the room is watching me fuck you?" he murmured. "Does it excite you to know that they're getting off on the dirty things I'm doing to you?"

"Fuck," I moaned. "Yes, yes, it does."

Skrain smirked before he conquered my mouth in a possessive kiss, his tongue holding mine captive. I shut my eyes. White hot sparks danced behind my lids, and like the clap of thunder, he pushed me into another climax.

I was pure, blazing desire.

My pussy clenched around his length, squeezing and milking him as I shattered. His teeth found my shoulder, biting down, and I felt my skin break. My scream turned the rhythm of his hips frantic. He moaned, his throbbing cock deep inside while he pumped his cum into me.

"I have waited so long to find you again, to claim you again," he panted, a smear of my blood across his lips. "And now, I'll never let you go. We're going home, Kerys."

Again ?

Kerys?

With effort, I tried to move my tongue, form words. I didn't feel real, like I was wading through fog. "H-home? What are you … saying?"

His palm found my neck again, and that sting returned. Panic tightened my chest, but I couldn't fight Skrain's poison.

I went limp, couldn't move.

Darkness encroached on my vision. The last thing I saw was Skrain, smiling at me.

"Don't be afraid, my beloved," he said, and though he was right in front of me, holding me, he sounded as if he stood on the other side of the hall. "We're together now. You only need me, no one else. Everything will be alright."