“It’s quite something, isn’t it?” asked Adam, coming behind her and pressing ever so slightly against her bustle.
Before her was a mask. Not just any mask: a stag mask with papier-mâché antlers of the sort worn by the Grand Bucks.
Lucy had never entered the inner sanctum of the Grand Bucks, a group of elite men who came together to wear nothing but masks and share one woman at a time. But when she’d heard Julia, Duchess of Astwell, talk about the experience of being fucked all night by the Bucks, Lucy had been jealous.
Jealous and wet. Would a man react the same way? Would he be jealous if he saw a woman — his woman — passed around by these virile, anonymous stags? Was she even important enough for him to care?
Adam hooked his chin over her shoulder. “That, you can’t take.”
But what if I can?she thought, imagining a crowd of men using her body.
“You know what that mask is?”
“You must be one of the Grand Bucks. Did you fuck my mistress when she went to them?” asked Lucy. She’d seen him pleasure Julia at the Astwell townhouse, but she’d never considered that he might have already secretly taken her before that night.
“A Buck never tells,” he said with an enigmatic smile.
“What’s next to it?” she asked, touching the metal contraption displayed on a bed of that ultramarine velvet he liked so much.
He brought his big hand to the front of her waist. It was warm and settled just over where his baby was growing. Lucy’s breasts were heavy.
“A medieval chastity device,” he said. “Had to have such a novelty for my collection. And you know what those glass objects are. Dilettos. I bought a set after seeing you use them so beautifully on the duchess. Do you take them so well, too?”
She felt him smile against her cheek, that midafternoon stubble scraping her skin pleasantly. He wore the faintest of scents, so she could smell that hint of his own musk and sweat from when he’d rowed them across the Serpentine. Her entire stomach rearranged itself suddenly, as if to make way for its master’s cock.
Lucy wanted him. She’d never stopped, despite her fury at his mistake.
“I think about your pudgy little cunt all the time, Luce,” he breathed into her ear. “I need you.”
Her knees felt soft, and she gripped the cupboard shelf to steady herself.
“That’s right, bend over for me,” he said, stroking her corseted waist.
“I’m not letting you fuck me again,” she bit out, but the breathiness in her voice gave her arousal away. She was furious that he’d turned her will like a crank yet again, and here she was, wound up. At least this time, they had the sense to trystinsideof a closet.
“I’ll take you however I can get you, love.”
Lucy wished he’d insist and cajole until she had no choice but to give in to his seduction, but Adam simply held her from behind as she took in the sight of his sexual trophies.
“You want me to push one of these false cocks into your soft little cunny?” he asked, using his chin to point to the collection of dilettos in a line.
Of course she did. Her whole quim felt swollen and wet, and she feared that a single stroke against her nub would send her breaking. She wanted this unwanted attraction to break.
“A glass dildo. Not your cock,” she said sternly.
“Of course, love. Now, which were you thinking?”
Lucy took in the array and her cunny clenched at the thought of one pushing inside of where she was so hot and needy.
“Biggest,” she said, her grip hard on the shelf.
Adam trailed his fingers over the enormous glass shaft while moving his hand up to her bodice. “Your bubbies sure do look nice these days, Luce.”
Yes, they did, and it was all because she was currently making his baby.
“New underthings,” she gasped. “Thank you for sending the package, by the way.”
Adam’s hand kept moving down the row of dilettos. “I’ve got another package for you, should you wish to open it,” he said, pressing his bulging cock against her drawers. When had helifted her skirts? He was impossible! And so irresistible when he decided he wanted something. Right now, he wanted Lucy’s cunny, and she was nearly frantic for want of something inside her channel. And enraged that she was willingly letting him take her again, even if he didn’t get to feel her body reacting to him.
