Then Mr. St. Claire rolled his eyes. “Jesus Christ, Beau, maybe teach your belle some of the fucking basics of pleasuring a man. Uma, get back there and show her where a man’s fucking prostate is.” Mr. St. Claire glared at me. “Consider this a fucking favor.”
I did my best to give an uninterested smirk and raised my bourbon glass in toast. It took all I could manage not to stand up and scream out with rage.
Why was I feeling rage?
Luckily as I was reaching my max, Montgomery came up to me and said, “Deep breath.”
“I’m fine,” I lied as I took another sip of my drink. “All part of the Trial. Focus on the endgame.”
“If it makes you better saying that out loud, then by all means. But I know you, bro. This is ripping you up inside.”
“Like I said… I’m fine.”
But I wasn’t. I wasn’t!
Don’t fucking touch what is mine!
There were no rules for the night that I was aware of. Who said I had to remain seated and watch? Clearly, a white collar meant others could touch the women as they chose but beware to the man who gets in the way of my belle pleasuring me. Me.
Marching over to her, I took a handful of her crimson hair and pushed her down to her knees. The forceful action was enough to have St. Claire chuckling.
“Let me teach my belle a lesson,” I said, hoping that being aggressive toward Abilene would distract St. Claire without offending him. “She should know how to pleasure an Elder, and now that she failed at that, there will be consequences.”
Walker’s dad laughed again and focused his attention on another woman. “By all means. She’s all yours.”
Unbuttoning my pants, freeing my cock, and looking down upon her startled face, I ordered, “Suck my dick. Now.”
I didn’t ask. I wasn’t going to be polite. I wanted everyone in this room—including Abilene—to know she was mine. Mine.
Fisting my cock, I brought it to her lips at the same time I guided her head to me by her hair, which I had yet to release. This wasn’t going to be about love. It was not about affection. This wasn’t going to be a moment of connection. This was about lust. Primal, animalistic claiming of what belonged to me.
And Abilene knew it. Because without pause, she parted her lips and ran her tongue along the head of my dick, never breaking her stare with mine.
“Taste all of me,” I groaned as I tugged her hair harder.
Obeying my command, Abilene took my hardened cock fully in her mouth and began bobbing her head up and down with a force and friction that nearly made my legs buckle.
Women mewled around me.
Men moaned in erotic pleasure.
But all I could focus on was the way her lips looked as they ran up and down the flesh of my cock with the purpose to please.
“Deeper,” I moaned, driving my dick to the back of her throat. “Deep throat me like the dirty girl you are.”
As if she were under a submissive spell, the back of her throat seemed to open up and my dick slid in even further. She didn’t gag, but tears blurred the green in her eyes, and yet she only lowered her mouth more.
So fucking deep.
So fucking tight.
Not being able to take it any longer, I pulled out of her mouth. I considered releasing my cum all over her flawless chest, and even on her face so that no member of the Order would even ask the question of whom she belonged to, but I wanted more. I wanted to fully claim her in every way, and every place. And there was still one hole I had yet to make mine.
Not wanting to be in the center of the room anymore, I lifted her from her knees and guided her over to a fainting couch set up near the fireplace. Lucky for me, I noticed several bottles of lube on a nearby table and picked one up on the way.
“I’m going to fuck your ass,” I announced, again not asking, but telling.
Abilene didn’t say anything, but she nearly tripped on her own feet as we walked over to the couch.
Not wasting another minute, I bent her over the couch, coated my finger with lube and placed it against her tiny hole that would soon be mine. She gasped as my finger breached the opening, but she didn’t break from the position I had her in over the edge of the couch with her ass out on full display.
“You should be thanking me that I’m willing to stretch you before I plunge my dick deep inside.”
“Christ,” she hissed as she moaned and tensed her body.
“Relax,” I ordered as I moved my finger in and out of her, easing my way from side to side with each thrust.