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HIs tongue flicked across me once, teasing me. "I know this session isn't your thing," he said softly before licking at me again. "But that doesn't mean I'll leave you unsatisfied."
I just caught the back of his head and pulled him closer. "Oh, I never doubted," I breathed as he found my clit and sucked.
Wraythe just groaned. "Gonna kill me before we even have company, Ela?"
"Shit," Talin chuckled. "That's probably half of what gets him off."
Ela had to pull back because he was laughing. "Do not help, you two."
"Think you can make her come before our guest arrives?" Talin taunted.
"Yes," Ela swore, leaning into me again.
Oh, and he tried. His tongue was hot as it slid through me. With the hardened tip, he swirled around my clit, and then flicked across the peak. I simply leaned back to let him have his fun, but my body was begging for more. I wanted something inside me. My breasts were heavy, my nipples begging for attention as well, and I longed to kiss someone. Or suck. Or something!
Then he pushed two fingers into my body, taking his time about it. While Ela's tongue moved furiously, his hand was slow, rocking through me just enough to make me whimper for more. That earned a curl of his fingers, and then a hard suck against my clit. I was panting, my nipples so achingly hard that the fabric was torment against them, but he wouldn't quite bring me to completion. No, Eladehl was toying with me in his own way.
Just as I was ready to beg, someone knocked at the door. Talin, being the closest, moved to answer it. The lock clicked as it released, but he only opened it a sliver, aware of Ela still driving me higher. For a moment, he didn't move, almost like there was a standoff, but eventually he stepped back to allow Tishlie and Anver into the room.
Both of their eyes jumped to us. Anver froze, his gaze meeting mine just to travel down to where Ela was devouring me. Tishlie, however, wasn't as impressed. The girl huffed, storming over to grab Ela's shoulder and pull him off.
"You weren't supposed to start yet," she screeched.
The moment Ela's mouth left my pussy, he turned, striking out with the back of his hand to catch her across the face. Tishlie staggered and then tripped, dropping onto her rump, but he was already following. Anver immediately stepped in, lightly pressing his palm to the middle of Ela's chest.
"You didn't agree to terms yet, Ela." Anver's warning was soft, almost gentle.
The huff that came from Ela's throat proved he was still annoyed, but he didn't move away from Anver's hand on his chest. As if that was some kind of signal, Talin stepped up.
"Hard limits?" he asked, looking right at Tishlie.
"Cutting," she said.
"Death," Anver added.
Ela pressed his palm over Anver's, making no move to pull the contact away. "It's ok. Nari's here."
"Still, she doesn't know to say that, and I know you."
For a moment, the pair just looked at each other, and then Ela turned away. Wraythe cleared his throat pointedly. "Do the list, Ela."
"Shaming?" Ela asked.
"Acceptable," Tishlie said.
"Battery, choking, forceful maneuvering, restraint, and edging?" Ela went on.
"All acceptable," Tishlie said.
Which made Ela smile. "Floggers, crops, whips, ropes, sexual devices that include but are not limited to false phalluses, nipple clamps, gags, butt plugs, and blindfolds?"
"No floggers," Tishlie told him.
He nodded as if he wasn't surprised at all. "And knives are out because I always cut with them. I'll put significant injuries on the list. Broken bones, dislocations, muscle or tendon damage. Things that will take a while to heal. Bruises, however, are in."
"I'm ok with that," Tishlie assured him.
"Safe word?" Ela asked.
