Page 54 of Trust in the Fallen


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They explained some basic rules before we came in. Don’t speak unless spoken to. Address all Doms with respect. Don’t make eye contact. And I’ve been trying to keep my eyes low as I look around.

Elias leads us through to the back area, which I didn’t see the night we met, and I can’t help the small gasp that escapes my lips. I’m not sure what I was expecting, but this isn’t it.

Couches line the walls, facing into small rooms only separated by windows.

A couple sit watching a scene, their hands gently moving over one another as they observe a woman on what I think may be a spanking bench. I’ve done a little research over the last couple of weeks when Elias and Wyatt have left me to my own devices, but it’s all a bit of a blur.

The backs of the woman’s thighs are red, and there’s a little jewel peeping out from between her ass cheeks.

There’s a tall man, thick with muscles, standing near her head. His shirtless chest is covered in tattoos, and his dark gaze is fixed on her as she swallows his cock.

I thought the idea of watching other people have sex would repulse me. I’ve never even watched porn for goodness’ sake, but the wetness gathering between my thighs tells me I was wrong.

Just like I was about so much else.

Wyatt chuckles beside me, and I realize I’ve stopped walking to take in the scene. Elias hovers a few feet ahead of us, and I don’t miss the concern lighting his eyes.

“Do you like the look of that, angel?” Wyatt croons, his arm tugging me in beside him tighter.

I nod, unable to tear my eyes from the scene.

The man moves a hand to her blonde hair and grips it in a tight hold before yanking her off his cock.

He drops into a crouch until their eyes are level, and he says something to her that makes her body tremble.

Wyatt’s hand moves up and down my back with featherlight touches, and I long for Elias to do the same, but he still looks so uncertain, and I’m not sure what to do to make him feel better.

The man rounds the spanking bench and presses down on the plug in her ass, causing the woman to shift, desperately trying to get more friction.

“Would you like it if we plugged your ass, angel? You know how badly we want to train you to take both of us. I bet you can’t wait to be filled with two cocks, unable to breathe because you’re so full of us.”

A strangled moan falls from my lips followed by a deep blush. We’re in public. I can’t do this…can I?

Wyatt swats my ass, tearing a gasp from my throat. “When I ask you a question, Leighton, you know I expect an answer.”

“Yes, Sir. I want that.” I force my voice to remain steady despite the way my whole body trembles with need and desire.

CHAPTERFORTY-NINE

ELIAS

I’ve never been nervous in my whole fucking miserable existence.

Except for tonight.

Wyatt assured me over and over again that I had nothing to worry about, that Leighton could handle the darkest of our desires, but I had a hard time believing that our angel could ever want to be defiled the way we crave.

Hell, both our ex-wives left us because of those desires, and Leighton is a hell of a lot more innocent than they were.

I can’t bring myself to look back at her and Wyatt. What if she can’t accept this part of us? Can we give up the club? Can we give up the life we made for ourselves?

I didn’t want to bring her through the dungeon tonight, not when her reaction to the main floor had been so bad the first night she was here, but Wyatt insisted.

He said we can’t just give her some of the story because that’s just setting ourselves up for failure, and although it went against my very core, I agreed with him.

But that sense of dread only gets stronger the closer we get to the door. Things are usually much more intense on the other side, and although I don’t think she’s run out screaming yet at the sight of women kneeling before their Dominants and a man being whipped, that doesn’t mean we’re out of the woods yet.

As soon as I catch sight of the scene in front of me, my stomach plummets. Not because it’s particularly brutal, but because it’s exactly the kind of thing Wyatt and I would like to do to Leighton.

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