“I told you that you were mine to punish,” Kyran said calmly. “Obey me, or this is what you'll get.”
Another slap, this one even more stinging than the last.
“Kyran!”
“How do you approach me?” Kyran smacked his hand down on me even harder.
“You son of a bitch,” I started to push myself up, but he was surprisingly strong for a guy who was still recuperating.
“Do not make me strain myself, Alice,” he warned, “or it will go even worse for you later.”
“Later?”
“When I have access to my toys,” he purred as lengths of cord floated out of the shadows and wrapped around my ankles. My legs were yanked apart, and when Kyran's palm came down again, he hit me even more intimately. “I have to make do with what's at hand, but when Wonderland is restored, I'll show you all of the lovely things I've had made for us. I've spent hours dreaming of ways to pleasure you, and ways for you to pleasure me.” His palm smacked against my ass again, leaving a warming sting, but then his fingers trailed down and began rubbing furiously. “Now, how do you approach me, Alice?”
“I crawl,” I moaned.
“Very good.” Kyran pushed me away from him as the cords released my ankles. “Try it again.”
I got up on my hands and knees and crawled to the King of Hearts. Kyran inhaled deeply, appreciatively, and it made me suddenly feel as if I were the one in control. He spread his legs and gestured me forward. I crawled between them, and he eased my head down until my mouth hovered over his tip.
“Take me into your mouth,” Kyran commanded. “Take me in all the way.”
I slipped my lips over him and eased him inside me until my mouth was pressed to his pelvis. Kyran groaned, his hands pressing me down firmly. He ground his hips up into me, shoving himself even deeper, and cutting off my air. I made a panicked sound, but Kyran looked down at me and shook his head. So, I relaxed and trusted him. He smiled and eased back enough for me to breathe.
“Very good, Alice,” Kyran purred. “Now, suck me as greedily as I licked you.”
I moaned over his flesh, sucking at him and moving over him rapidly.
“That's it.” Kyran groaned.
He moved his hand out and gestured. I heard someone come up behind me, and I froze.
“Don't turn around,” he ordered. “Keep worshiping me and trust me to take care of you.” I saw Kyran look at whoever was behind me and nod.
A pair of hands grabbed my thighs and pushed them apart. I felt a pressure at my entrance, and then I was being filled again, this time by flesh. I cried out around Kyran, and he pushed my head down on himself.
“Use your hands, Alice,” Kyran said. “And angle your hips so that you can be more accommodating to our guest.”
I moaned and did as he ordered, working him and angling myself up so that the man behind me could slip in deeper.
“Fuck her hard,” Kyran said to the other man. “Push her onto me.”
The man obeyed, thrusting into me so firmly that I was rocked onto Kyran's cock. I moaned, scared and delighted all at once. I tried to glance behind me, and Kyran grabbed my hair and yanked my face forward. He thrust himself deeper down my throat.
“Fuck her harder, and spank her for her disobedience.”
The stranger slammed into me, making me choke on Kyran as his hand slapped my ass. I moaned, and Kyran held me to him tight. The stings of the slaps seemed to magnify my pleasure, and I shivered on the cusp of coming. Kyran was already there; a golden glow flashing over his skin as he came in my mouth, continuing to hold me down until he was spent and I had swallowed everything. Then he eased out of me but continued to hold my face so that I couldn't look behind me as the stranger finished. I came as I stared into Kyran's eyes, the glow spreading from Kyran to me. Then the stranger pulled out and came across my back. Kyran finally let go of me with a satisfied smile.
Shame washed over me as the magnitude of what we'd done sank in.
“Damn you,” I whispered. “How could you seduce me into being untrue to the others? You fucking bastard.”
Kyran chuckled and said, “Turn around, Alice. I would never betray you or the other Card Kings.”
I finally looked behind me and saw Bevan, sitting back on his heels with a dopey grin on his face.
“Your Majesty,” Bevan purred, “please tell me that we'll be doing that again.”
