Free Dark Desires by Adriana Hunter

into her. When Marcy had done it to her
she felt like she’d been riding on a razor’s edge, but Mark’s touch was a kind
of balm, refreshing. She came four times beneath him, crying “Master!” each
time, like a prayer.
    “Now, we can’t let her have all the fun,
Mark,” Marcy said, a slight pout in her voice. “I want some too.”
    “I’m willing to share.”
    “Good. I was getting tired of waiting.”
Marcy’s footfalls came around to the front of the bed. “Let’s take this
blindfold off you, sweetheart.” She tugged it free, and Katherine blinked, eyes
adjusting to the dimly lit bedroom. Her eyes found Mark’s, who smiled at her as
he rose up onto his knees, positioning himself between his legs. His cock was
huge and hard, his pre cum glistening on the tip.
    “He’s going to fuck you now,” Marcy said,
“but while he’s inside you, you’re going to please me.” Katherine was suddenly
confronted with a glistening, perfectly-shaved pussy as Marcy straddled her face.
At the same time she felt the head of Mark’s cock probe her gently,
encouragingly. Hesitantly, Katherine wrapped her fingers around Marcy’s silky,
toned thighs and ran her tongue along her inner folds. She was rewarded with a
throaty moan, and gave one of her own when Mark pushed himself fully into her.
    “Yes,” Marcy hissed as Katherine grew
bolder with her tongue. She found Marcy’s clit and began sucking gently. “Oh
God Mark, she’s good. Yes! Just like that. Fuck me with your tongue!” Her moans
grew louder, and then Katherine heard Mark kissing her, but she forgot to be
jealous. Marcy’s obvious pleasure made her feel strong, powerful, and gave her
a heady rush of pleasure of her own. When Marcy finally came, her juices
flowing into Katherine’s mouth, it was enough, combined with Mark pounding into
her, to push her over the edge herself in a glorious explosion of ecstasy.
     “I would love to stay,” Marcy said
when it was over, “but I have to fly out to England tomorrow. I’ll be back in a
few days if you would like to meet again.”
    “I’ll let you know,” Mark promised, and
he gave Marcy a slow, long, steamy kiss that had Katherine’s blood boiling.
“Good night, Marcy.”
    He showed her out, then came to sit on
the bed beside Katherine. “You know I love the look in your eyes when you’re
jealous,” he teased her.
    Katherine blinked. “I was hoping you
wouldn’t notice, Master.”
    He chuckled, pulling her into his arms.
“That was the whole reason I kept doing it. The way it makes a man feel to know
a woman is territorial over him… you will understand someday, though I hope it
isn’t any time soon.”
    “Why not, Master?”
    “Because the unlucky man to set eyes on
you like that is going to end up in a world of hurt.” His expression told her
he was deadly serious, and it sent a very feminine thrill through her. “Now,
enough talk for now,” he murmured, pushing her back onto the bed. “Marcy might
have been done for tonight, but I’m not.”
    He covered her mouth with his, and there
was no more talk that night.
     
    * * *
     
    The next three days were challenging but
very rewarding. Mark kept her on her toes, pushing her to the limit in many
cases both in and outside of the bedroom. Some of the challenges she’d had to
face had sorely tested her—at one point he’d made her kneel naked in
front of the front door for three hours while she waited for him to come
home—but he always rewarded her beyond her wildest imaginings for doing
as he asked. She was determined to prove her devotion to him.
    On the fourth day of her contract, she
slept in until nearly noon—Mark had kept her up very late the past two
nights. She stretched her arms overhead, her body pleasantly sore from the
night’s activities, then got out of bed and strolled to the mirror to admire
the new marks he’d given her last night. There was a dark bruise right above
her collarbone, vaguely shaped like a heart that