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“Look at your kings,” I demand. “Look at them and tell them who these pretty little nipples belong to.”
I tug the chains, pulling her nipples taut, and she gasps, “Axel. I belong to Axel.”
“Fuck, yes, you do.”
I bite her neck, then gently kiss the mark I left.
“Kneel,” I order her. “Kick off your heels and kneel on the platform and show them how your pussy belongs to me, too. Show them how wet it gets while you suck my cock.”
I yank Ruby’s chain, and she moans. When she turns around to follow me, I check her eyes. They’re brimming with desire. She’s entirely in the moment.
“Is that what my queen wants?” But I make sure. “You want them to watch how you come with my cock in your mouth?”
“Please, my king,” she sighs. “I need your cock. I want to feel your cum all over my face.”
Fuck, Wildfire. You’re my queen.
Gently tugging Ruby’s leash, I walk around to the other end of the platform.
I’ve trained her so well at home.
I’ve taught her to crawl to me, to bow and serve. To let me play and degrade. To bind and torture her with pleasure. I love leaving her tied up, exposed and naked while I stare forever at her mouthwatering pussy and waiting ass before I fuck them all night.
And I’ve trained her to let me care for her afterward.
God, sometimes that’s my favorite part.
Okay, second favorite part.
So now, obediently, seductively, she crawls across the leather tufted platform, putting her pussy and ass on proud display for the others.
I catch Sire fixated on her bunny tail. It’s his kink with Wren. No doubt, Wren gave the new plug to Ruby as a gift. As a way to please Sire, too. Because right now? Wren’s reaching over the arm of Sire’s throne, and stroking the raging erection under his black pants.
It makes me smile to see Ruby on all fours for me, in front of everyone.
Dragging my zipper down, I order her, “Arch your back, baby, and spread your legs. Let them see how wet you’ll get for this cock.”
Silently, she submits.
Fuck, I wish they could see how she opens her mouth, too. How she’s eager to have my cock in it as I wedge my erection free to jut, thick and dripping before her eager lips.
On initiation nights, the kings don’t wear boxers under our pants. We want easy access so we can unzip and expose enough of our bodies to share with our queens, to please them.
“Now be a good girl, and don’t tease me. We have a long night.” I unclasp her hair from its elegant twist, loving how it tumbles free. “Suck my cock and choke on it. Get me ready to come on you.”
She stares up at me, smiling. “Please, my king. Shoot your load all over my tongue.”
God, she’s going to kill me tonight.
Plunging her lips down my shaft, Ruby moans over my swollen tip, her gag on my length sudden and loud.
It sends tremors like lightning up my thighs, straight to my dick.
“Fuck, baby.” I fist her hair. “Fuck, yes, such a good girl. That’s it. Show them how you can suck me fast and make me come.”
I’ve waited too long. I’ve wanted this too much. I will keep every vow I make to Ruby—sacred and profane.
I will love her forever.