Consume Me (Devoured Club Series) (5 page)

Chapter 8-Emma

Marcus placed me in the middle of the king sized bed. He moved back and swept his eyes up and down my body. My skin felt like it was on fire, every nerve ending was alert and ready for his touch.  I watched him as he shut his eyes and try to regain control.

“Sir?” I asked with anticipation. I was
hoping that he would continue. I was as wet as a cat in the rain but happier than one. I wanted him bad. Part of me knew that I shouldn’t let myself get too close – that had ended badly once before – but there was something about him that drew me right into the line of fire.

“Emma, you don’t know what you do to me.” His voice was rough and his body was stiff.
He got off the bed and walked over to the armoire on the other side of the room. When he turned around, I saw that he had a blindfold with him.

My pussy clenched in excitement. I enjoy being blindfolded
, and the idea of my other senses being heightened made my orgasms that much stronger, well, at least the couple of times that I had agreed to it. I watched as Marcus walked back over to the side of the bed.

“I’m going to blindfold you, okay?”

“Yes, sir.” I nodded and sat up so that he could easily secure it around my eyes.

His hands brushed my hair out of my face and tied the material tightly so that it would not fall down. His fingers lightly grazed down the sides of my neck and over my shoulders before caressing the base of my neck and the tops of my breasts. A shiver ran through me
under his light and seductive touch. It was enough to tease my skin but not hard enough to fully acknowledge the motion.

“You are so beautiful.” His voice
was ragged as he lowered me onto my back and pulled my left arm up above my head. I felt the bed shift as he moved to get the restraints. Another shiver ran down my body right to my pussy as Marcus’s hand moved up my arm, grabbing my wrist to secure the fabric around it.

He tied the free end to the bed post and brought his hand back down my arm, causing my sex to quiver again. The anticipation of his touch, of my reward
, was having an effect on me.

I heard
him walk over to the other side of the bed, and he repeated the same process with my free arm. Slowly running his hand up, grabbing my wrist, tying the restraint and securing it to the bed post. I now lay there, blindfolded and arms restrained. All I could hear was my breathing. Quick, anticipatory breaths, as I waited to hear him move, or feel his hands on me. I let out a moan just thinking about his mouth covering my nipples again.

“Something excite you
, love?” Marcus’s voice questioned from the opposite side of the room. I hadn’t heard him make his way over there.

“Just the thought of your mouth
on my body again, sir.”

I knew it was better to be honest with a Dom than try and hide what was going on in my head.

Hearing Marcus shift in the chair, I knew he had been sitting there watching me, building the tension in my body. I heard him get up and start walking toward the bed.

“So you want my mouth
? On your body?”

“You know I do.” I was getting frustrated. I just wanted him to touch me. My body burned for any touch, any contact with him
, and my feelings were alarming me. I hadn’t let myself want someone so bad in a long time.  It was always about protecting myself and my work; now my feelings threatened to destroy it. Fuck me!

A noise off to the side of the bed brought me back to the room. I could smell
his cologne. It was a mix of musk with a hint of floral undertones, reminding me of
Aqua di Gio
by Armani. It definitely fit him. Strong, controlled, but a sensitive side underneath.

“Emma?” H
is voice questioned me.

“Sir?”

“I think I am going to restrain your legs as well.” A shock went through me and right to my center. Completely restrained. The idea thrilled me, and was something I had wanted to try.

“Please s
ir, I would like that.”

I felt his hands run up the length of my legs stopping at the hem of my skirt, adding to the buil
ding need. He ran his fingers underneath the hem and pulled the skirt down my legs. “We can’t have this in the way.”

My thighs clenched together, attempting to sate the need. His hands quickly opened my legs drawing one to the side of the bed. I felt
a plush lined cuff circle my ankle.

“
Cuffs, sir?”

“Yes, love. I like the use of them better when I restrain legs. Is
that a problem? You know your safe word.” He paused at what he was doing.

“No, no pro
blem, sir.”

“Good.” He cuffed my other leg
, then secured them to the bed, leaving me completely open and exposed to his eyes.

I felt the bed dip between my legs as he positioned himself between them.
Music started to come through the speakers in the corners of the room. I had briefly noticed them earlier. He must have remotely turned it on. Rock. The choice of music didn’t surprise me as “Control” by Puddle of Mudd started to play. I laughed to myself.

Marcus moved his hands back up my thighs stopping just below my sex.
I felt his lips graze over my legs as he placed light kisses on the inner side of my thighs. My back arched as the feeling of his mouth, inches from the area I wanted it, was too much to take. “Ah...” the moan slipped out.

“What is this?” he asked as he flicked the piercing nestled
above my clit back and forth, hitting the already sensitive bundle.

“A piercing,” I responded as he continued to play with it.

“I like it,” he said and continued his mouth up over my hips to my stomach, pausing as he ran his fingers over the tattoo at the top of my pubic bone. “What does this say?”

“
It’s French for
‘Love me for who I am’
.”

“You will tell me about that one day; right now I believe I have some nipples to suck.” His mouth continued north, his nose teasing the bottom of my breast, sending
more pulses to my already dripping cunt. I could feel the liquid running down the inside of my thighs.

“Please, s
ir. I need you to touch me.” My voice pleaded.

“Subbie, you will learn quickly
not to top me,” he laid a quick smack on the side of my ass as his teeth bit down on one of my erect nipples.

“Sir…” the
sting radiated through my ass and in to my sex. I was not big on spankings, but that turned me on. The initial sting was there, but the radiating heat intensified my already hot core.

“Feel good?” he asked as he took the other nipple into his mouth
, lightly landing another smack across the side of my other ass cheek.

“Yes
, sir. Need. More. Please.” Each word escaped my mouth between bated breaths. The spankings furthered my desire, and I felt myself slipping faster into a place I had only been once before.

Marcus’s fingers glided south toward my
labia, and then he rested them on top of my outer lips, lightly rubbing up and down on the outside. My body shifted, trying to get his fingers to breach the closure and touch me where I wanted. The bed moved again as Marcus leaned over to get something, trailing his fingers over my thigh as he made his way back up to my pussy.

“Hold still, we are going to have some fun. But first
….” His voice trailed off as his tongue licked my cleft, ending on my clit.

“Damn
, you’re wet, and you taste so fucking sweet.” Another quick lick and Marcus was sucking at the hard bud, pulling it between his teeth, applying light pressure, sending pulses throughout my body.

“MARCUS…” his name slipped out of my mouth, laced with need, desire and every emotion that was swirling through my mind.

“What did you say?” he asked.

“Sir. Sorry.” I couldn’t think as his
hand came down on my ass again.

“You will refer to me as
‘sir’.” I was panting with arousal and need.

“Yes
, sir.” Another moaned escaped my lips.

“Like that
, eh? How about some more fun?”

His mouth retreated back to my nipples
, encircling one. His fingers pinched and twisted the other, increasing the wetness that was pooling around my opening, and his free hand traveled back to my core and spread my labia open. Slipping a finger into me caused my body to arch off the bed, attempting to take him deeper. He moved his finger in and out, adding a second finger as he stimulated my g-spot. His thumb ran over my clit, sending more spasms into my body. The combination of his fingers and thumb had me on the edge, as my cunt tightened around his fingers, every muscle in my body contracting.

“Sir…I am not going to last. I
want to come, please.” I was ready to come; another few finger thrusts and I would be gone.

“
Hold back, Emma. You aren’t allowed to come yet.” His fingers thrust again.

“Please, sir. Please. I want to come.” My voice desperate.

“Not yet, pet.” More thrusts.

“Oh God, sir…” I tried to think about anything I could except the sensations at my core.

“Come for me now, Emma.” His voice demanded; my body complied. Every muscle clenched around his fingers as my back arched off the bed again. His assault on my clitoris sped up, and I exploded around him, screaming his name.

Before I could fully come down, his fingers
withdrew. His other hand moved to my opening and slid something up and down the length of my lips, coating it with my moisture.

“You are so responsive to my touch, to me. I’m going to insert a toy into your pussy and then eat you out until you come
again all over my mouth.”

I gasped as desire
stirred again. The toy parted my lips and entered my opening, filling me inside. I was a bit disappointed that it wasn’t his cock this time, but before I had a chance to think, the toy vibrated against my inner walls.

“I’m not going to last long this time…” I murmured as Marcus’s tongue swiped its way up
between my labia again. He licked me, pulling my clit and my piercing into his mouth sucking them hard. The already sensitive nub responded as my body arched under him. His hands found their way back to my breasts, pulling and twisting the erect nipples as he moved his tongue around my clit. I vaguely heard S.E.X. by Nickelback playing as Marcus turned the speed up on the toy, his tongue and fingers.

“Fuck
, Marcus, sir. I’m going to come.” My voice seemed so far away from me as my body tightened again. 

“Come again, Emma.” His voice sent me over the edge. My body tightened one last time
, releasing everything I had.

Chapter 9- Marcus

Damn, she came so beautifully; her whole body tensing, relaxing and quivering. And she tasted so fucking sweet. It was a shame that she couldn’t be mine completely. I had a job to do, and that was to train her, but hell if I didn’t want to train her only for me.

“You are so fucking beautiful when you come.” I withdrew the toy and started to remove the cuffs from her ankles, rubbing the blood back into them. She had strained against them when she came.

“You’ve said that before.” She giggled and moaned as I ran my hands over her thighs before getting off the bed to untie her wrists. I paused a moment to regain control of my dick. I might have come in my pants if I touched her again so soon.

“I don’t recall telling you that. I do recall telling you that you are beautiful
.”
Which she was
. I moved my way up to the head of the bed and untied her right wrist, gently rubbing the area that now had an indentation and a mark. I reached over and undid the other wrist, repeating the rubbing motion.

I moved her into a sitting position and slid in behind her. I
removed the blindfold and pulled her back to my chest, circling my arms around her.  She tilted her head up to look at me and I placed a kiss on her forehead.

“You really are beautiful.”

Shaking her head, she looked back down. “No, I’m not.”

I
tweaked her nipple as her ass was unavailable. “Yes-, you are. I’ll punish you more if you put yourself down again.”

“Sir, can I ask a question?” she said hesitantly.

“Of course.”

“Why didn’t you fuck me?
” The question took me by surprise. It definitely wasn’t a question I had expected.

“Tonight was about you. The program is about you. Why do you ask?”  I lifted her off my chest so I could see her beautiful hazel eyes.

“Well, you told me earlier that you wanted take me to your room and fuck me. I guess I assumed that’s where we would have ended up.” Sadness filled her eyes, her shoulders sagged.

“I’m sorry. That was an oversight on
my part. I crossed a line I shouldn’t have, but at the time I could feel the charge between us, and you looked so damn hot kneeling before me. I guess my dick talked, not me.”

“I felt it too.” She moved out of my embrace and stood up. “I guess I should go now since
we’re done.” She walked to the chair where her clothes were and slid her skirt back on. She still wore the stilettos. Quickly she drew the corset over her head and fastened it.

I didn’t stop her because she was right. There was electricity between us
, and neither one of us could deny it, but I just couldn’t let it go beyond training her. She was my responsibility, as were the other subs in the program.

“Emma?” I said.

“Yes?” She turned from the door and looked at me.

“Next week is public night. We will still have the group training session. Also, we
can schedule a weekly private session, if you want.” I stood up from the bed and began to collect the toys and restraints.

“Yes,
sir. I’ll look at my schedule. Anything specific I should wear next week?”

“I’ll send you something.”

“Very well. Have a good night. Thanks.” Her voice was low and it sounded like she was trying to hold back from crying. I didn’t quite understand why she was so upset, but I let it go.

“Good night
, beautiful.” I watched her leave and shut the door. I was a complete asshole for letting her go. Any need for my own release was gone watching her walk defeated out of my dungeon.

******

The dungeon floor was settling down when I returned. It was close to one in the morning, and members were starting to leave. Some of the other trainees were assigned to clean the equipment. I walked into the main play area on the floor and saw Lucas sitting with Chloe and Caleb.

“Marc, what’s going on?” Lucas asked while he continued to stroke Chloe’s leg. Caleb sat in an armchair across from them. I took the chair next to him.

“Not much. Shitty night, that’s all.” I rubbed my hands over my face before sitting back and looking at the guys.

“Does it have anything to do with the way your trainee looked when she walked out of here?” Lucas asked.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head before answering, “Yes. I crossed a line I shouldn’t have early on in the night, and it came back to bite me in the ass.”

Lucas nodded in understanding
, which was good because I did not want to get into a discussion about it in front of Chloe and Caleb. Lucas knew what I wasn’t able to say.

Of course, Caleb couldn’t let it go. “She’s something special. If you aren’t interested, I might be.”

My blood pressure rose at the thought of him with her. Those feelings were not normal to how I maintained my personal life, and, honestly, they were getting annoying. I didn’t do commitments, nor did I do serious, yet there was something about her that was getting under my skin.

“I don’t think so, man. You haven’t even finalized your divorce yet
, and you already want to bed another woman? Fuck you. You should be happy that I let her blow you.”

Adrenaline was pumping through my veins, there was no way I was going to let him touch her again. Hell, I couldn’t stand the thought of anyone touching her except me, and yet I knew that I would.

“Marcus.” Lucas’s voice was stern.

I looked at him and then back to Caleb, who held his hands up in surrender
. “I was only joking. Fuck, you have it bad for her.”

“No
, I don’t. Again, don’t talk about shit you have no clue about.” I was annoyed, to say the least, and figured it would be best if I left before I punched Caleb. Turning to Lucas, I motioned to the office. “I’m going to go do some paperwork before I leave.”

Lucas nodded again
, and I headed back to the office. I needed to get myself back under control. I’d trained and worked with many subs; Emma was no different. But, then again, she was. I needed to make sure that I remained in control, for her safety and my sanity. I would proceed as normal. The training program was designed to allow her to explore her desires while I searched for a good Dom for her, even though I wanted to be that Dom.

The thought made me shudder. I
hadn’t thought about taking a submissive on exclusively in a long time, not since April. Shaking the thought out of my head, I began sorting through my paperwork. I wouldn’t let myself hurt another person like I had hurt April. Not now, nor ever again.