Seduction in Black and White

Chapter 1-2

Her breath hitched, the chains swaying against her luscious breasts. “I don’t know, Gideon. I think Jesse looks plenty pretty just like this.”

Dark and dangerous, Gideon suddenly appeared at Emma’s back, his arms stealing around her waist. He bent over her, resting his chin on her shoulder, in order to gaze down her body at Jesse. “Only because you haven’t seen what I’ve brought yet. I’ll bet it makes the boy scream even before it’s all the way on.”

The ripple of lust shooting through Jesse might have been just his, or just Emma’s, but he had a distinct feeling she was channeling all their desire at the moment into a single, hot funnel that would make him shoot long before he even got to see the toy. Deliberately, Jesse licked along the black patent again, this time catching some of the skin at the top of her foot, and the shudder that rolled through Emma almost made him smile.

“You heard him, slave.” She tugged on the leash. “Let’s go.”

Jesse dutifully followed Emma as she led him out of the room. From his point of view, he had a fantastic view of her ass, and he couldn’t resist watching it sway as he crawled across the hard floor. He snuck a glance at Gideon from the corner of his eye. His face was passive, but Jesse saw the golden glint in his eye. The back of his neck tingled with anticipation. Gideon’s surprises were always frightening and wonderful.

He followed Emma close enough to keep slack in the chain, and Emma followed Gideon across the apartment—which seemed much larger to him now—to the bedroom. By the time they reached the master suite, Jesse was nearly shivering with excitement.

A sharp tug on the leash forced him to heel without Emma ever uttering a word, and they waited by the door while Gideon strode inside to where he’d left his suitcases. It didn’t take him long to pull out a small box from an inside pocket. When he turned around, his erection was even more pronounced, and he rested the box in the palm of his hand as he nodded once at Emma.

She dropped the leash at the same time Gideon barked, “Come here, boy.”

The leash dragged across the floor as Jesse crawled to Gideon’s feet. This room had thick carpeting, designed for comfort, not for play, like the dungeon. It was rich against his bare skin, and the added texture only heightened his senses. He felt another surge of lust, and knew it was coming from Emma.

When he reached Gideon’s feet, he paused, waiting for his next order.

“Take it.”

Jesse blinked. Oh. He meant the gift.

Sitting back on his heels, he reached out and took the small box from Gideon’s palm. It was deceptively heavy, and his fingers shook slightly as he lifted off the lid.

Gideon chuckled at his sharp intake of breath. “Something tells me you’re not going to need a c**k ring with that little baby.”

He thought Gideon might be right. The gift was a thick silver ring, with six gold spikes ringing it. Each screwed in and out of the industrial metal, allowing whatever was caught in the ring to experience the sting at whatever intensity a master might want.

“Stand up. And spread your legs. Emma? Would you like to join me? I think I might need your expertise in just how tightly we fix these onto our boy’s balls here.”

It took a moment for Jesse to push himself to his feet. His legs weren’t quite cooperating. How was he going to be able to support himself once they got the ring on him? Hopefully, Emma would put him back on his knees. He stood with his feet planted wide, his c**k jutting up against his stomach.

Gideon plucked the box from the palm of his hand as Emma kneeled in front of Jesse. He didn’t look away as she accepted the heavy ring from Gideon. She circled his sac with her forefinger and thumb near the base of his c**k, holding him as she gently slipped the toy over his balls. Jesse gasped as weight pulled against him, a dull, vague pain immediately spreading through his lower stomach. But he didn’t flinch. He knew it was nothing compared to what would happen next.

Gideon didn’t kneel. He stood next to Emma and dropped a hand to Jesse’s c**k, fisting it in a too-tight grip without looking away from his eyes.

“Screw in the first spike.” The corner of his mouth lifted, but there was nothing amused about his half-smile. It was far too dangerous. “So you really think I’m the stingiest vampire on the planet, boy?”

Jesse knew there was no good way to answer the question. But it didn’t matter, because a response wasn’t necessary. Plus, he couldn’t speak even if he wanted to. Emma twisted the first screw a mere half-turn, but it was enough to press the tip into his balls. Sharp pain lanced through him, bringing every nerve ending to life. Another half-turn. His mouth fell open in a silent gasp. He cried out at a quarter-turn, unable to stop the sound from escaping his chest.

“Second screw.” Gideon continued to regard him as Emma obeyed, stopping at the same painstaking point as the first. After he gave the command for the third, he added, his voice deceptively soft, “I think you’re probably right, you know. About me being stingy. Because what I want more than anything right now is to f**k our darling Emma until she screams.” He smiled, his fangs descending, his eyes fully gold now. “And all you get to do is watch.”

Words of protest immediately rose to his lips, but fortunately, they were cut off by Emma twisting the fourth screw into place. The pain was almost exquisite now. Gulping for breath, he tried again. “I didn’t mean it.”

“Oh, but you did.” He stroked Jesse’s c**k, a long pull that countered a small measure of the fire radiating through his lower body. “And if you want anything at all from me when I’m done with her, you’ll be the perfect little slut while I’m doing it. That means no touching yourself, no moving, nothing.” He dragged his palm over the wet tip, collecting the pre-come. Holding out his hand, he added, “Clean this off for me, will you, Emma?”

Jesse bit his lip as Emma’s tongue darted out. She dragged it along Gideon’s palm, closing her eyes as if to savor the moment. He expected her to pull away, but she swirled her tongue around his hand over and over, trying to chase the salty taste.

Gideon gripped Jesse’s chin with his other hand, forcing him to look away from Emma and meet his glowing eyes. His gaze was demanding. Do you understand?

“Yes, sir.”

With a smirk, Gideon stepped back, breaking contact with both of them. “I think we can leave the ring the way it is right now.” He toed off his shoes. “This way, there’s room for punishment in case someone forgets the rules.”

Jesse shivered as Emma straightened, sliding up his body. The cold chains of her n****e clamps dragged over his overheated skin, but it was the soft texture of her flesh that made it worse. Grabbing his leash, she yanked and forced his head to the side, leaning up to lick along the edge of the collar, finding the oldest and most sensitive of Gideon’s bite marks with the tip of her tongue.

“Oh, Jesse’s not going to misbehave.” Her breath was hot and sweet, making his mouth water. “He wants the spoils too badly.”

Gideon chuckled. His shirt was already off, exposing the heavy muscles that hurt in all the best ways. “I think that means he wants to get f****d too badly.”

Just the thought of Gideon f*****g him made his c**k jerk, which sent more red spirals of pain down his thighs. Emma was still pressed against him, and he couldn’t touch her. His fingers clenched into fists, his nails digging into his soft palms. Gideon’s pants fell, revealing the impressive length of his erection, and Jesse bit his tongue as a fresh wave of desire flowed through him. Gideon and Emma smiled at the same time, both fully aware of what they were doing to him.

“Maybe I should let you f**k my ass.” She glanced back at Gideon. “Show Jesse what he’s got coming if he’s a good boy.”

“No.” His eyes glowed as he stalked over and curled his arm around her waist, plucking her away from Jesse’s quivering body like she was a doll. Stepping back so Jesse saw everything, Gideon thrust his thick c**k between her thighs, glistening with both his pre-come and her juices when it poked through. “Don’t you know how good you smell, Emma? I’m half-tempted just to eat you out.”

Her lips parted at the suggestion, her head falling back against his chest. “I think we should make Jess choose.”

“And I think…” Gideon licked along her neck, his teeth dangerously close to the skin. He had never bitten Emma, and Jesse knew he never would until Jesse let him, but the threat was always still there, every time his fangs got near her. “…that’s an excellent idea.”

Jesse wanted to drop to his knees in front of them and bury his face between her legs and suck and lick them both until they were quivering and their come coated his mouth. Instead, he held his hands behind his back, his fingers tight around his wrist.

“I think you should f**k her.” If Gideon ate her out, Emma’s pleasure would shoot through him and make him want to explode. If Gideon f****d her, her satisfaction and Gideon’s raw hunger would be channeled through Emma and straight to Jesse.

“He’s looking a little weak in the knees there, don’t you think?” Emma commented. She twisted to run her tongue along Gideon’s jaw, ending at his mouth where she carefully traced a sharp fang. “Maybe we should make him kneel while he’s waiting his turn.”

Gideon turned into her caress, capturing her lips in a hard kiss. When he pulled back, droplets of blood dotted her swollen mouth. He caught Jesse’s eye at the same time he let Emma slide back to the floor, and deliberately licked away what lingered on his lower lip.

“Go to it.” He slapped Emma on the ass. “Get him how you like him.”

Emma reached out and traced his skin just above his collar. Her fingers felt unnaturally warm, but the brief contact sent a chill down his spine. She leaned forward, as though she planned to kiss him, but she didn’t touch him. Her mouth was close enough to his jaw that he felt the moisture from her breath. Jesse was so distracted by the way she wasn’t touching him, he didn’t notice her grab the chain around his neck until she yanked on it.

“Pay attention.”

Jesse nodded, but paying attention was much easier said than done. She wrapped the chain around her wrist twice and pulled him down. The tightness in his thighs forced him to move slowly, and a fresh wave of pain washed through him when his balls brushed against the floor. But it was better than standing and trying to support his weight.

Slowly, Emma circled him, her eyes nearly black as she examined his posture. He was sitting on his heels, but his spine was as straight as he could manage, his hands locked firmly in position behind his back. By the time she appeared in front of him again, a pleased smile curved her mouth.

“The only question is…can you hold it? No matter what the distraction?”

Before Jesse had the chance to answer, Emma slid her foot between his spread legs and nudged the thick ring around his sac.

Jesse’s eyes rolled back. The pressure was unbelievably intense, and the contact, as brief as it was, tinged the world red for a moment. Each breath was an effort, taking energy he couldn’t afford to expend. He couldn’t remember the last time he had throbbed like this, or the last time his c**k had been this hard.

“I can hold it.” He said the words through gritted teeth. “I won’t move.”

She stepped back, only to meet the hard wall of Gideon’s chest again. “Ol’ Jesse’s a pro,” he murmured in her ear. His c**k appeared between her folds, but this time when he pulled back, it was only to as far as her opening. “The real test is going to be when we come. Make sure you’ve got those walls good and down, Em. I want him to feel everything.”

On his final word, Gideon slammed forward, driving into Emma’s body in a scream-inducing stroke. She arched away from him, only for Gideon to grab the chains of her n****e clamps and yank her back. Sheets of fire washed through Jesse so strong he nearly cried out as well. But the beauty of the two bodies clashing in front of him kept him focused.