Chapter Eleven
Joy thought her heart would jump out of her body it was so full of happiness. Never had she imagined Malcolm would love her. He was darkness and strength and she was light and soft, but it had happened. And in the afterlife, no less.
She was still adjusting to her dreams coming true when Malcolm gently laid her on his bed. She could barely see anything as the room was dark. Infact, it didn’t seem to have any windows.
He stepped away. “Open ceiling.” At his words, the ceiling rolled back to reveal a series of square windows that looked into the green mist between his mountains. From where she lay, she could see the peak of one. It bathed the room in a beautiful green light. It was beaut—she swallowed as she leaned up on her elbows.
Malcolm’s bedroom was a tributeto everything sensual. On the walls, painted directly into the stucco, were murals depicting various sexual acts between men and women, two women, two men, threesomes, foursomes, and even orgies.
The sex itself ranged from simple, to toys she’d never seen before, contraptions she was sure didn’t exist in her time, to bondage. One scene in particular caught her attention. A man with a piercedcock and a woman with pierced nipples were being led by a man who held chains attached to their piercings.
“Do you see anything you like?” Malcolm’s voice had changed. Here was the sexual man she’d sensed when he’d walked by her in the lounge.
She moved her gaze across the various images, well aware that already her body was excited. “Maybe. There are some I’m not sure what is happening.”
His lip quirked up. “Allow me to educate you.” He gestured to one wall. “Motion, no sound.”
The painted figures started to move as if a porn movie played inside the wall itself except without live people. She stared as one woman straddled a man on what looked to be a weight bench only the head was lower than the hips. Another man pushed her forward and dribbling lube down her ass then proceededto thrust inside her butt hole while she continued to ride the man beneath her.
Joy tried to close her mouth, but she seemed to need it to bring in more air as her gaze fell on a woman attached to a wall with furry manacles. Another woman lifted a bucket and poured what looked like a red syrup all over the other woman. Within seconds it had dried on her like a candy apple. Two men joined thesyrup woman and began to eat away at the woman against the wall, who was obviously enjoying every moment.
Joy swallowed. “I knew I wasn’tthatexperienced, but this is far more than I imagined.” She looked sideways at one woman who had brought out something that looked like a whip, but seemed to have a mind of its own as it curled around a man’s cock. “And I’m pretty sure there are a number ofthese I have no interest in.”
Malcolm smiled. “I’m glad to hear that.”
Her body relaxed. She’d been afraid that he was intoeveryact. At least half held no interest to her, while others… She watched a man pull a string from inside a woman’s sheath then eat the large nugget that popped out, only to pull on the string again until another treat was revealed. That both the treat and the woman’sclit were devoured by his mouth had Joy’s own sheath moistening. “These aren’t depictions of real acts, are they?”
He nodded. “Oh, they are. In fact, this was one of the most sought-after reels of my time.”
“Reels?”
“Yes, that’s what these were called. Painted sexual scenes that come to life.” He strode around his bed to the other wall. “This is what I’d like to do to you now.”
She studiedthe act in progress. A naked man with black hair dribbled oil on a woman lying on her stomach on a cushioned table. “A massage?”
He grinned. “With a bonus.”
“That sounds wonderful.” Suddenly, she stilled. “But what about Holly?”
“Massage table.” At Malcolm’s command, a table rose up from the floor. “Holly couldn’t be in better hands right now. We need to let the two of them figure things out.I’m sure Cameron will find us when he wants to.”
He was right. Holly was in good hands, but she still worried about Malcolm. They needed to make sure that he could keep his job and based on Cameron’s reaction, that didn’t seem likely.Don’t be subtle.Of course! Cameron had basically told them what to do. Maybe he wanted to be Holly’s knight in shining armor.
“Joy?” Malcolm, completely naked,stood next to the bed, holding out his hand.
She smiled and put her hand in his.
“Turn around so I can get you out of your clothes.”
“I can simply—”
“I know, but I want to undress you for a change.” His eyes seemed to shine with a warm glow that had her body shivering in response.
She turned around, and he unzipped her green velvet dress, slipping it off her shoulders, down her arms to puddleat her feet. He crouched, holding the dress as she stepped from it.
Malcolm threw it over a strange looking chair before turning back to look at her. “If I’d known what sexy under things you wear, I would have undressed you slowly before now.”
She laughed. “No, you wouldn’t have. You were too anxious to get me naked.”
