Gedeon pushed his thumb between my lips, only to retreat and tug on the bottom one. “Admit you want it, and I won’t add this misbehavior to your punishment tonight.”
My thighs clenched. “Punishment?”
“Did you think yours and Zion’s little game of toying with my clothing and you two dressing all in black would go without consequences?”
My toes curled. Why the hell did his warning dangle before me like bait? A promise so dangerous I hoped for it to come true.
Zion switched his rhythm, thrusting his fingers slower, more precisely, and my surroundings lost their form. The buildings, people, and food weighing down the tables blended into one concoction without a start or an end.
I held on to his forearm as he twisted my nipple, increasing the prickle to a steady burning. “What do you think he’ll do?” Zion’s whisper barely penetrated the haze muddling up my common sense.
The spring inside me coiling tighter and tighter was all I could think about.
My joints threatened to disintegrate, my muscles locking up?—
“Stop.” Gedeon’s order rang out like a whip.
“No,” I cried out, spasming around Zion’s digits as they stilled.
He flicked my nipple, teasing me with a shred of what a release would have been like.
My brain scrambled to make sense. “Why?”
“I had warned you, yet you disobeyed me.” Gedeon waved the three cotton candies, each in a different color, the closest to the bonfire glinting as the sugar crystallized. “Be glad my hands are busy carrying these for you, or I would make an example of you right here, in front of everyone. As it is, the loss of your orgasm will serve as a lesson for now.”
If a person’s tone could slither inside you, that was what Gedeon’s had done.
To further drill the point, Zion pulled his fingers out of me and fixed my pants, checking if the four remaining buttons held.
“Know that if you defy me again, I will not hesitate to show you what real discipline is.” Gedeon’s eyes, the shade of liquid night, flicked to Zion. “Both of you.”
“Please do.” Zion adjusted his cock, the lack of underwear failing to conceal his excitement, and snatched the pink cloud from Gedeon. “I’ll eat it right up.” With a quirked eyebrow, he slurped in the top of the confection.
Gedeon extended the blue one to me, keeping the last one for himself, the candy as white as his shirt, and a scream bubbled inside me at the gesture.
He was offering me a consolation prize.
“Take it,” he growled. “Or I will give you something else to taste.”
My feet unsteady, I seized the short wooden stick from him. Poking the blue cloud, testing if it was as squishy at the bottom as it was in the middle, I refused to look anywhere else.
The dampness in my panties reminded me too much of what I’d lost.
A crunch signaled someone was approaching, and two tips of leather boots came into my sight. “Are you okay?”
I sniffled. Yes, like a petulant child. My emotions had deteriorated into utter chaos, and I had not a hunch on how to put them back together.
His touch as soft as the cotton candy, Gedeon lifted my chin.
I immediately focused on Zion munching on the pink goodness. How I would have given anything to be able to relax and forget, to simply float and…exist. Not get nauseous from the vortex lacing my thoughts with its poison until they lost their shape.
“No, don’t you dare look away.” Gedeon drew me back to him. “Are you okay?” he repeated.
“Yes.” Side-stepping him, I bit off a large chunk of the candy to do something, anything other than talking.
“Kali.”
Ignoring how the sugar coated my teeth in a sticky layer, I chewed the sweet until it began to taste like ash.
