Page 27 of Fritillaria (Fortune Records Omegaverse #5)

Chapter 27

M atilda

I think if this room was bigger it might appear sterile. But it’s just small enough to almost feel cozy.

Aspis has just said that he is going to punish Ivy, but I really don’t know what that means. Surely, he’s not going to hurt her?

She looks beautifully stubborn right now, her jaw set and her eyes gleaming. But she follows Aspis’ lead.

He guides her to the big cross in the back of the room, raising her arm and buckling it into one of the cuffs. He doesn’t buckle in her next wrist right away, instead placing a kiss on it and breathing her in.

“Call me Daddy.” Aspis whispers into her ear and I can just barely hear.

“Yes, Daddy.” Ivy moans the words, clearly turned on by him saying it in her ear. She tries to kiss him but he pulls away, instead buckling up her wrist.

I can see now that she is already struggling against the restraints. Her body fighting her mind. It’s strange, because I can see how turned on she is, trying to grind her pussy on Aspis as he restrains her.

Next up are her ankles, and I find myself moving closer to get a better look. Ivy cries out at having her legs spread like that. She clearly wants something pressed up against her pussy. I almost step in to give her that relief, but then I remember that this is supposed to be a punishment.

I’m incredibly turned on, stroking my nipples through my dress as Aspis buckles in Ivy’s second ankle.

She is fully trapped now, her breath coming quick as she fully realizes her predicament. Ivy pulls against her restraints, testing them, but she can barely do more than arch her back. That changes as Aspis tightens a strap around her waist.

He moves to the cabinet, fishing around for something and pulling out a strap with a ball in the center.

“Open.” He tells Ivy, and she opens her mouth for him to place the ball inside. Although he changes his mind at the last minute, tossing the strap to the side.

Aspis encircles Ivy’s throat in his hand, getting up in her space as he speaks.

“On second thought, I want to hear you scream.”

I can’t tell how hard he is gripping her neck, but Aspis pulls Ivy into a searing kiss. When he pulls back, Ivy is gasping for air, her eyes glassy with tears. But she smiles at him, pure trust in her eyes.

Aspis goes for a pair of scissors next, which worries me for a second until I realize that he is cutting off her clothes.

Her skirt has a buckle closure, so he can slide that off easily. He cuts her t-shirt right down the middle, freeing her boobs and torso to my view.

Wow. Ivy is covered in tattoos. All down her chest and between her boobs, even onto her stomach. She has a beautiful moth in the center of her chest.

Her boobs are perky, her nipples hard from arousal and pierced through with metal bars. Aspis tugs on one, pulling on it more than I would think is comfortable.

“Harder, Daddy.” Ivy whines, trying to move but failing.

Aspis chuckles, tugging on the piercing even harder. I know that has got to hurt.

He focuses on undressing her again, sliding his scissors through her tights and underwear. Aspis lowers himself as he slides her tights down either leg, leaving hot breaths and kisses in his wake.

Ivy’s pussy is glistening with arousal and she is whimpering with need. I want to touch her so badly, but there is something happening that I don’t quite understand.

I feel weird being the only person in the room with my clothes on, so I quickly pull my dress over my head and toss it in the corner. I hesitate on my underwear, but I have caught Ivy’s attention. So I slowly take my bra and panties off in a tease, emboldened by Ivy’s heavy gaze. She licks her lips when I stand fully naked before her, a hunger in her eyes that makes me feel sexy.

Aspis crowds me now, pulling me into a deep and decadent kiss.

“Give me a moment while I hook our mate up for her punishment. Then I’ll take care of you, darling.”

I don’t really understand what he means by that. I thought Ivy was already hooked up for her punishment… is this not it?

Aspis squeezes my ass and I curve into him, but he turns back to Ivy.

My curiosity wins out over everything else, and I just know that this is going to be hot to watch, whatever it is.

I sit on the bench, spreading my legs and stroking my soaking wet clit as I watch my mates.