The Sea Witch (Wicked Villains 5)

“Yes.”

Zuri shivers. “I think I’d like that.”

“I know you would.” Ursa gives her another kiss and breaks it reluctantly. “I had further plans tonight, but…” She seems to steel herself. “I would like us to go home and sleep together.”

Zuri goes perfectly still, her eyes widening. Even in such a short time, she understands how rare this is. Since she doesn’t seem eager to break the ensuing silence, I do it for us. “In your bed.”

“In my bed.”

I’m already pushing to my feet. “Let’s go.”

Ursa blinks at me, looking surprised. “You’re awfully eager, lover.”

“No shit, I’m eager. I want to sleep next to you. Both of you.” I love fucking them. Love it. But Ursa is offering an intimacy I’ve been denied until now. I’m not going to give her a chance to change her mind.

I help Zuri climb to her feet. She still looks a little dazed. We guide her back into her dress and she submits, though it’s obvious from her face that she’s thinking really hard about something. I want to press her. Both Ursa and I have made huge strides tonight, and I want Zuri there with us. That’s not how shit works, though. She’ll either bridge the last distance between us when she’s ready…or she won’t. Either way, neither Ursa nor I have any real control over what her final decision is.

We leave the room and head back down the hallway to the public playroom. Ursa slows and stops, and I follow her gaze to the public scene going on right now. I instantly recognize Gaeton and Isabelle Belmonte, youngest of the Belmonte sisters who rule to territory bordering Ursa’s to the north-west. Gaeton has Isabelle bent over one of the couches, and her face is in the lap of their third, Beast, sucking his cock like her life depends on it.

“Perhaps we’ll stay to watch the rest of the show.”

I snort. “You just want to fuck with them when they look up and see you there.”

Her smile is downright wicked. “Power plays, lover. They’re not just for the bedroom. Come.” She strides to an empty couch facing where the three are doing their public scene and sinks onto it, motioning for me to sit next to her and then guiding Zuri onto my lap. “You’ve both pleased me tonight. You may play until they’re finished. Don’t forget the condom.”

I look at Zuri. “Do you want to watch?”

She kisses me. Which is an answer itself. I shift down to lie across the couch with my head resting in Ursa’s lap. She raises her eyebrows at me, and I grin. “It’s a better angle.”

Ursa rolls her eyes and leans back against the couch, turning her attention to the scene playing out in the center of the room. But she sifts her fingers through my hair, lightly dragging her nails over my scalp.

I dig out a condom from my pocket, and Zuri rushes to free my cock, her expression intent. We’ve already teased enough tonight; I want inside her as much as she seems to want me there. I roll the condom on and she barely lets me get my hand out of the way before she sinks onto my cock, working herself down my length until it's sheathed to the hilt. She braces her hands on my chest and starts to move, rolling her hips as she rides me.

I’ve played publicly in the Underworld more times than I can count, usually submitting to one Dominant or another. I’ve been beaten, tormented, fucked until I’m damn near unconscious, and I’ve loved every second of it.

None of it compares to this moment. Of Zuri riding my cock with her dress bunched up around her waist, with me on my back and mostly dressed, with Ursa commanding the entire experience without saying a word.

Without taking her eyes off the other scene, Ursa reaches over and presses her free hand to Zuri’s lower stomach, circling her clit with her thumb. Zuri moans and picks up her pace.

“Slow,” Ursa murmurs. “Enjoy yourself, love. Gaeton can last a very long time; no need to rush.”

I turn my head enough to see them. Isabelle is relatively new to the club, but she’s jumped in like a fish to water. Both Gaeton and Beast have been regulars for a long time. I’ve scened with both of them, though Gaeton more than Beast. And yeah, Gaeton can last for hours when he’s feeling particularly motivated. He drives into Isabelle from behind, and I can see how red her ass is even from this angle. He squeezes her cheeks with every thrust, and she’s writhing and moaning around Beast’s cock.

It’s hot as fuck.

Even hotter to be watching while engaged in our own little scene.

Zuri obeys Ursa’s command, slowing down until she’s barely moving. The little circles she makes with her hips have me gripping her, though even I can’t tell if I’m hanging on or trying to guide her movements. It doesn’t matter. Ursa has things well in hand.