To be shared

Elias’s fingers traced the curve of Kitty’s jaw, his touch featherlight yet electrifying. She shivered beneath him, her body sprawled on the floor, her chest rising and falling with every ragged breath. His eyes, those dark pools of dominance, bore into hers, and she felt herself sinking deeper into the intoxicating pull of his will.

“You’re mine,” he murmured, his voice a silken lullaby. “Completely. Utterly. And I want to know you, Kitty. All of you. Even the parts you’ve buried deep.”

She swallowed hard, her throat dry. Her mind raced, torn between the desire to confess everything and the fear of what he might think. But there was no hiding from him. Not now. Not ever.

“Tell me,” he pressed, his tone soft but unyielding. “What is it that really turns you on? What’s that darkest, most secret desire you’ve never dared to share?”

Her cheeks flushed, her heart hammering against her ribs. She opened her mouth, hesitated, then whispered, “I… I’ve always wanted… to be shared.”

The words hung in the air, heavy and raw. Elias raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a wicked smile. “Shared?” he repeated, his voice dripping with intrigue. “Explain.”

Kitty’s breath hitched, and she looked away, her fingers fumbling with the hem of her shirt. “I mean… I’ve always fantasized about… being with more than one person at once. Watched. Touched. Pleasured by multiple hands. I… I want to feel owned by everyone in the room.”

Elias leaned closer, his breath hot against her ear. “Oh, Kitty,” he purred, his voice low and velvety. “You don’t know how much that excites me.”

Her eyes flicked back to his, wide with surprise and anticipation. “You’re not… disgusted?”

He chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that made her stomach flutter. “Disgusted? No, my sweet girl. I’m inspired.” His hand slid down her arm, his fingers intertwining with hers. “Do you know how many people would kill to have you? To taste you? To feel you writhe beneath them? And the thought of sharing you… of watching you come undone under their hands… it’s intoxicating.”

Kitty’s breath quickened, her body trembling with a mix of fear and arousal. “You… you really wouldn’t mind?”

“Mind?” he repeated, his smirk widening. “Kitty, I’m going to make it happen.”

Her eyes widened, her lips parting in shock. “What?”

Elias leaned back, his gaze never leaving hers. “Imagine this: you’re tied to a bed, naked, ****, completely at our mercy. Your wrists are bound above your head, your legs spread wide, giving us full access to every inch of you. There’s no escape, no control. Just pure, unrelenting pleasure.”

Her chest heaved as she tried to imagine it, the heat pooling between her thighs. “Who… who would be there?”

“Me,” he said, his voice firm. “And others. Maybe two. Maybe three. It’ll be up to me to decide who gets the privilege of touching you. And you’ll take it, Kitty. Every last second of it.”

She whimpered, her body betraying her with every word. “But… what would you do to me?”

His grin turned feral. “Oh, sweetheart, we’d do everything. One of us would fuck your mouth while another takes you from behind. You’d feel hands all over you, caressing your breasts, teasing your clit, pulling at your hair. Every part of you would be claimed, used, and worshipped.”

Kitty’s breath came in shallow gasps, her mind spinning with the vivid images he painted. “And… and what if I can’t handle it?”

Elias’s hand cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing over her bottom lip. “You’ll handle it, because I’ll make sure you do. I’ll be there, watching, guiding, controlling every moment. And when you’re on the edge, when you think you can’t take any more, I’ll push you over. You’ll cum harder than you ever have in your life, and you’ll know—truly know—what it feels like to be owned.”

Her body shuddered, her skin alight with the promise of his words. “Elias… I…”

“Do you want this?” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. “Do you want to be shared, used, and adored?”

She hesitated for only a moment before nodding, her voice barely a breath. “Yes.”

“Good girl,” he murmured, his hand sliding down to her throat, his fingers pressing gently against her pulse. “Because it’s going to happen. Soon. And when it does, you’re going to thank me for it.”

Kitty’s eyes fluttered shut as she felt his lips claim hers, his kiss deep and possessive. She melted into him, her body pliant, her mind consumed by the dark, tantalizing future he’d promised. And as his hands began to roam, she knew there was no turning back. She was his. Completely. Utterly. And she wouldn’t have it any other way.