Ravenous Virtue Release Week - Excerpt 4

“My fucking hands?”  Vendeen grinned, his look utterly cruel.  The next moment a finger pressed, going inside Raven.  He pushed in and out.  “What about my fucking finger?”

Raven tried to twist away to no avail.  Vendeen curled his finger inside her as he stroked, rubbing against the bundle of nerves at the front of her sheath.  She choked on her own spit as brutal arousal flared bright.  She gushed honey on her tormentor’s hand.

Vendeen’s eyebrows lifted.  “You are very aroused,” he said softly.  He added a second finger.  

To Raven’s mortification, her sex clamped eagerly around the driving fingers.  She groaned at the sensation of not just being filled, but the heady friction Vendeen applied to her hot spot.  She couldn’t stop the groan that fled her lips.

The judge’s voice was so subtle, it almost seemed to be coming from inside her head.  “Do you enjoy being dominated, Raven?”

Her mind grabbed onto the memory of how Daagiis, disguised as Todd, had been so very strong with her.  How he’d been forceful and how good it had made her feel to be with someone so demanding. 

 

Her voice sounded suspiciously like a whimper.  “Yes.  This is not fair, damn you.”

“I believe we’ve covered how unfair life truly is, my pet.  Take your top off.”

At last her fingers unlocked, but only to do his bidding.  At his next command, Raven finished removing her pants.  Then she stood before Vendeen and Daagiis completely nude.  At least Vendeen had stopped finger fucking her so she could take her clothes off.

Both men looked her over with obvious appreciation.  Raven felt moisture sliding down her inner thighs at their eager stares.  Damn it, this couldn’t be happening!

Vendeen sighed.  “You are quite lovely.  I am going to enjoy you very much.”

His hands moved to touch her again, testing the weight of her breasts, tugging on her nipples until she gasped from the ache.  Somehow though, the pain shivered down to her sex and became pleasure along the way.  

Stop responding to him!  I cannot be wanting this!

Vendeen massaged her breasts, testing their softness in his big, warm hands.  “I am not a tender lover, Raven.  I am quite rough, as Daagiis can attest to.  But then again, so is he.  We need someone who responds to strong use.”

A blast of heat kindled in her belly at his words.  Her pussy gushed in reaction.  Raven’s mind recoiled in mortification at her body’s responses to him and the idea of his being harsh with her.   What was wrong with her?

She gritted her teeth as Vendeen rolled her nipples between fingers and thumbs, setting off a thunderclap of sheer want through her shaking body.  Her voice grated as she said, “I do not want this.”

Vendeen lifted an eyebrow.  One hand released her breast to dive into the folds of her pussy, making her arch and cry out as a jolt of pleasure resounded through her.  He withdrew his fingers to show Daagiis how soaked they were.  He stuck them in his mouth and sucked the moisture from them with the air of a gourmand.

“Tell me then, why are you so wet?” he asked.

“Because I want it.”  Raven gasped in horror to hear herself say it.  No, that couldn’t be true, could it?  Just because her body was responding to the stimulation didn’t mean she really wanted to fuck Vendeen – did it?

Vendeen’s lopsided grin was back and more evil than before.  “Do not fret, my lovely little Raven.  We will most certainly give it to you.  Go to the bed.”

Raven’s legs turned her around and marched her right up to the side of the bed.  At Vendeen’s command, she spun around and faced him and Daagiis.  She couldn’t help but cringe as the pair stood over her.

Her heart thundering madly, she choked, “Both of you?”

Vendeen played with her breasts once more.  “I share all with Daagiis.  He is mine.  As much as he wishes it was the other way around, that is the truth of it.”

Daagiis gave him a narrowed glare.  “Some day it will be you under my lash once more.  You will kneel at my feet and call me master.”

Vendeen answered the challenge with a cold stare.  “Perhaps.  For now I own you, and there’s not a damned thing you can do about it.”

The men stared at each other.  Raven sensed a struggle of wills happening.  She wondered if it was possible to turn Daagiis against Vendeen enough to allow her to escape this sentence of servitude.

Vendeen’s tone was unfeeling as he asked the other man, “Do you wish to have this out now, or shall we enjoy the lovely protector you acquired for me?”

For a moment, Daagiis’ features twisted.  Raven saw frustration, anger, and agony mixing in his expression.  For all that, there was no sign of hatred.  In fact, Daagiis looked at Vendeen with a kind of desperation that made her think of – love?  Was that what put the tortured feeling in his golden eyes?

The moment lasted barely a second before Daagiis turned his gaze on Raven.  Her stomach executed a slow roll as the heat in his stare sought to sear her.  A smile crept over his face.  “Having already had a taste of this exquisite creature, I am definitely on the side of making love, not war.”

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