Page 11 of Amour Fou (Deepest Desires #2)

I ’ve never been so sexually driven to fuck another human like I am with her.

Removing her leather boots first, I watch as she then strips the clothing from her hourglass shaped body, the hooks on the corset pop open one by one delivering the perfect tease.

Alyssa’s perfect, natural tits spill free from the hard boning of the corset, and it drops to the floor.

Not willing to wait any longer to have her, I press my hand firmly against her chest, backing her up to the bed before pushing her down to the silk-covered mattress. From the corner of my eye, I see Zeke walk to the dressing table beside me, opening the drawer and lifting out the red Shibari rope.

Alyssa turns her head to the side, facing him and watching every single move he makes.

Brushing her flame-coloured hair from her face, I hoist her right thigh to her chest. Taking hold of her right forearm, I bring it to the side of her thigh and we both watch as Zeke ties a beautifully intricate design, tying both of them together.

The way in which she’s bound, it keeps one leg up and wide, with the other two limbs free to move about.

“Beautiful,” Zeke breathes against her cheek before placing a soft kiss to her lips. “Please her, Xaden, but don’t let her come.”

I tug the mask from her face because I want to see every expression she makes, while Zeke makes his way over to the door and opens it wide.

“What are you doing?” she asks, lifting her head off the bed to stare at him.

“Exhibitionism was on your kink list, Little One. So… we’re going to let them watch you come apart.”

Panic settles over her beautiful face, and for a split second I break character. Pressing my lips against hers, the shudder of her mouth against mine feels heavenly.

“Nobody other than us will touch you. The moment you want this to stop, you know what to say.” I pull back, searching her face for an answer, but all she does is nod nervously.

“I’ll kill anyone who so much as looks at you the wrong way,” I explain further. “Do you understand me, Butterfly?”

“Yes.” The word is so quiet I hardly hear it. She’s tense, nervous, as her eyes widen and I hear a third set of footsteps. “Xaden,” she breathes softly.

Leaning over her again, I kiss her, deeper this time. Doing my best to relax her mind. Sliding my hand between our bodies, I run my fingers through her pussy and grin against her mouth.

“Always so wet,” I hum, my fingers already soaked just from one swipe. “Relax for me, baby. This is all for you.”

Alyssa nods gently in understanding, so I slide my fingers inside her core, her back arching, pushing her perfect breasts against my bare chest, nipples peaked against mine.

Her delicate moans flow on breathless waves while I finger her languidly, drawing her enjoyment out, making sure she feels every single stroke from knuckle to tip.

“Xaden,” she mewls. “Please… don’t stop.”

More footsteps pace into the room; each person taking a seat or standing where they can to get the best view of her writhing body. Her moans become louder, reacting to me so perfectly that I forget what Zeke and I are supposed to be doing.

Alyssa’s free hand grips the silk sheet beneath her, twisting it within her grasp. It’s then I feel Zeke’s lips at the shell of my ear.

“Bring her to the cusp of orgasm, then stop. She wants to play around, then we’ll give it to her. ”

“Yes… fuck, I’m going to come!” she cries out, pressing her foot to the bed, bridging herself. “Don’t stop, don’t—”

Pulling my fingers free, I step back from her body. Dropping down onto the bed, Alyssa looks through her legs at me. Bringing my fingers to my lips, I grin as I lick them clean in front of her.

“It’s not nice is it, Little One. Being denied something you want.” Zeke’s baritone voice grabs her attention.

“Oh, eat me, Zeke.” Frustration fills her entire demeanour, and I can’t help but laugh.

She’s ballsy, I’ll give her that.

I’ve wanted her since the moment I laid eyes her, we both have, and it’s clear to anyone witnessing this little exchange, that she wants us just as much. The way he’s looking at her right now is nothing but pure unadulterated lust. A look that’s enough to make me come.

“Oh, I plan to, sweetheart, don’t worry your little head about that.” He chuckles. “If you’re that desperate, ask one of the people in this room.” He continues, “I’m sure someone will help you.”

“Fine.” Using her very small range of motion, she looks at the men and a few women situated by the bed, finally focusing on a lean blonde guy. Alyssa raises her free hand, curving her finger towards him. “Come here,” she sings sweetly, calling Zeke’s bluff.

The man she’s chosen straightens from the wall, sauntering over to her before Zeke speaks again.

“Just know, whoever touches you… I’ll snap every single one of their fingers and pull every tooth from their fucking skull.”

Blondie faulters, freezing on the spot and second guesses his next move. Zeke stares directly at him, silently telling him to back the fuck off, and yeah, I’m rock hard. Deciding it’s not worth the hassle; he hurriedly leaves the room .

“Xaden,” Zeke says, turning to face me. “Use your tongue to drain all the sense from her brain.” As I walk forward, he raises a finger at me. “Remember though, she doesn’t come.”

“You got it.”