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"You get the door," Ela assured him. "I assume that works for you? And Faylie, what are the limits today?"
"None," she said, moving to the dresser at the side as she began to open her shirt. "Our goal is to see how much control you have with Nari in the room."
But I had to speak up. "I'm putting death on the limits, Ela. You can't kill her."
He looked over and his dark eyes met mine. "Thank you." The words were sincere.
I nodded back because I understood. Having limits made him feel like he had something to hold onto. He needed that, even if he'd never admit it out loud. Plus, putting Nari in this room would make everything harder. He was now fighting his own desire to convince her he was perfect with his need to destroy anyone who wanted to use him for being that way. The question was which part of him would win.
While Faylie continued to strip, she laid out the rules. "Nari, I want you to watch at first. See what he does on his own, how he interacts with his patrons. Then we'll see how you fit in with that. Quin, my safe word is 'buggy.' I've already asked for next week off, so there's no need to limit yourself, Ela."
Ela just turned back to where he had his tools. Like Faylie, he'd used the long dresser against the wall across from me. That put his tools closer to Quin than the rest of us, but I had a feeling that was intentional. It meant Faylie's guardian could remove the "weapons" if things got out of hand. It also made me realize that while we all trusted Ela completely, he still didn't trust himself.
But the trick was to act casual. If I straightened or got tense, he'd feel it. If I looked worried, it would set him off. As Faylie moved to the center of the room, aiming for the shackles, my ward began to look a little feral. His eyes jumped up to track her. His body was tense like a coiled spring. He wasn't hard yet, but I had a feeling it wouldn't take long before he was in the zone.
Nari and Talin faded into the background, both of them staying quiet and not moving much. Ela finished laying out his tools, taking his time to put everything in the order he preferred. Only then did he turn to Faylie. Standing there naked, she was a beautiful woman. Older, sure, but it hadn't detracted from her beauty at all. She had to be in her late thirties at least, possibly early forties, but this woman had a timeless grace and elegance about her.
She was stunning. Not divine like Nari, but still gorgeous enough to make men stop and stare. Her breasts were full and perky. There were tiny lines around the corners of her eyes when she smiled, but nothing else. If I hadn't known about her going through initiate training with Shalsa, I'd have no clue of her age. Add in her demure mannerisms and petite size, and the moment Ela stepped before her, I was entranced. They made a beautiful image together.
"Are you sure about this?" Ela asked, his voice soft, meant just for Faylie.
"Always, Ela," she promised.
He caught the side of her face and leaned in, kissing her deeply. Not hard, though. No, this was passion, meant to ignite. Faylie immediately melted into his power, giving herself to him. Her hand grasped his arm, making me aware of how muscular Ela was now. His bicep was too thick for her fingers to wrap around. Faylie's other hand dove into his hair, cupping the back of Ela's head as she deepened the kiss.
It looked like they were lovers finally reunited. Like they'd missed each other more than they wanted to admit. They moved in tandem, Ela leaning the woman back as his hand moved up her side, caressing all that bare flesh. Faylie relaxed into the contact, giving in to him completely, and Ela kept kissing her. His mouth moved to her neck. His hands moved to her breasts, toying with the woman until she was panting for more.
That was when he stepped her back. Just one step, but it was enough. Ela's hands slid down her arms until he had her wrists. Then he lifted those, guiding them over her head. Faylie made no effort to resist. Not even when he pressed them into the manacles to restrain her. While his mouth continued to seduce her, kissing along the length of her jaw, he locked her into place. When the last clasp was secure, Ela simply stepped back.
Faylie tried to follow, drawn to him by some magnetism I'd never understand. How many times had Ela hurt her? And she still wanted him. She enjoyed the pain, needed it like a drug, and Ela was here to be her dealer.
It was like that fueled his darker side. His gaze hardened, raking over her body as if judging where she was vulnerable. That wasn't a simple look of appreciation. With that one look, his inner monster had been released.
I glanced over at Quin, making sure he was still ok with this. The man leaned against the door, his eyes locked on his desire while another man used her. It turned him on. Even with as much as he hated Ela, Quin still loved watching Faylie be abused by him. That actually made me feel better about my own perversions. I loved watching Ela with other people. Nari most of all, but any worked.
But I didn't want to fuck Ela. I definitely didn't want him to fuck me. I just wanted to watch, to enjoy the scene he set up for me, and half the time I was convinced that he was playing for my benefit. He knew it got me hard - until he got too intense - and it was like this was his own way of "seducing" me. It was our shared fetish, but only because I always imagined him inviting me to join in, not turning his attention on me.
"Mm, and now I have you where I want you," Ela purred at Faylie. "Have you been a good girl since the last time I saw you?" he asked, making his way around her in a lazy circle.
"No," Faylie breathed. "I've cheated on you."
Ela slapped her ass in a quick spank. "Then you'll have to make up for it.Kneel,Fay."
He barked out the order as he moved to the chain on the wall, but he didn't make it. Nari tossed over one of the pillows from the bed, letting it land just in front of Faylie's feet.
"On that," she demanded.
Ela turned to meet Nari's eyes. She lifted a brow, making it clear she had her reasons, but from the twist to her lips, I wasn't convinced they were kind ones. Ela seemed to notice that as well. He didn't make her explain. Instead, it looked like the two of them were on the same page.
"Knees on the pillow," Ela told Faylie. "It seems my girl wants you to feel the caress of softness as well as the bite of punishment."
"It does make both feel more extreme," Nari pointed out.
Ela and Nari shared one more look, and it was impossible to miss the affection between them. Then Ela moved to release the chain holding Faylie on her feet. As the manacle lowered, Faylie knelt, just as she'd been instructed. Her knees found the pillow, but her hands were still over her head. However, Ela lowered the device just enough that she could now flex her elbows as well.
After resecuring the chain, Ela casually made his way back to Faylie. The man knew we were watching, and I got the feeling he loved it, because when he reached the priestess, he bent to grab her jaw in his hand, holding her hard enough to dimple her skin. Cruelly, he tilted the woman's face up to look at him.
"In here, you do nothing without my permission, and youneverlook at my woman. Am I clear?"
"And when she gives me instructions?" Faylie asked.
Ela shook her face slightly, reminding her to focus. "Never.She's mine. You may want her. You may think she's the most beautiful thing you've ever seen, but she'smine!And right now, so are you."
