Eriq: A Shadow Inc. Novella Page 3
“Maybe,” she exhaled, pressing on her clit, then sliding back between her folds.
Eriq entered Lucy gradually, ensuring she felt no pain this time.
“Push out, Lucy. Push out and I’ll be all the way in.”
Sofia pinched her nipple through the fabric of her dress. Her fingers weren’t enough. Eriq had warned her they wouldn’t be. Was this how he felt watching her with Mateo?
Watching him push into Lucy’s ass felt incredibly taboo. Sofia wanted to know what it felt like, wanted Eriq to want to do the same thing her.
Eriq increased his pace, fixedly staring at Sofia, seeing her increase her motion when he did. It was the hottest thing he’d ever witnessed—and he’d seen and done just about everything.
It was far too easy to see she’d been set ablaze, viewing him with someone else. It had been the same for him last night in Barbados.
“Lucy, you have permission to come as soon as Sofia does.”
The dark-haired female’s eyes snapped to Sofia’s pleading, desperate for release.
Sofia inserted one finger inside her drenched canal, reaching for the patch of bumpy skin sure to bring her over. She cried out when she found it.
The pad of her thumb manipulated her hardened nub, catapulting her into a swell of euphoria. Chemicals released into her bloodstream, then out her pores.
The room smelled like sex. Spicy and delicious. Sofia struggled to keep her eyes open, wanting to see Eriq’s reaction to her climax.
Eriq’s expression had hardened, tempted to leave Lucy hanging and pin Sofia to the cushion as he wedged his spear deep inside her softness.
Heat crashed through his body. Shit. He was done for.
Quickly reaching for Lucy’s clit, he drove deep into her ass. She moaned, coming immediately. Her clenching muscles were too much for him to hold back any longer.
For the first time with Lucy, he didn’t want to come inside her. It was instinct rather than thought that had him pulling out and spilling onto the table.
He glanced down at the mess he made then over at Sofia, who was breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth, as if she’d been out for a jog. She was withdrawing her finger from between her legs, the dim light glistening off the juices on her fingers.
He looked back down at the small puddles of white semen, and he was suddenly agitated. It belonged inside the blonde on the couch, not on the table behind the dark-haired nymph.
Eriq closed his eyes as the errant thought slid through his brain. Shit. He was in trouble.
6
Eriq quickly zipped himself back into his pants and picked up his t-shirt from the floor.
“Lucy, get dressed. I’ll meet you in the bar for drinks in twenty minutes.”
“Sure thing,” she replied, rolling off the table and landing on her feet.
“It was very nice to meet you, Sofia,” Lucy waved on her way out, still very much in the nude.
“Make sure you’re dressed before you go into the bar, please,” he called after her.
Sofia was smoothing down her dress, trying to ignore the feeling growing in her gut. Eriq was taking Lucy to the bar.
What was Sofia to do? She wasn’t invited, and it made her feel … peevish.
What was wrong with her? She had no right to feel cross. In fact, she had thoroughly enjoyed watching Eriq and Lucy. Why was his directive to Lucy, to meet for a drink, sitting heavy in Sofia’s stomach?
She should probably go find Amelia and discuss her new job, whatever it was going to be, and get her mind off her emotional state. Sofia was never negatively emotional. She needed to choose a position capable of lifting her spirits.
She could volunteer to be a club submissive. Being trained by Eriq was very appealing, but she was wary of getting attached to him.
Already she felt proprietary towards his time, which was stupid. He’d only brought her into the training room because he needed an extra person for Lucy’s session.
Perhaps if she had sex with him, she’d get over it. Sofia, wishing she hadn’t left Eriq’s arms for Mateo’s lap, knew she’d missed out on something spectacular.
She’d just seen how spectacular he could be. She hadn’t felt it, exactly, but Eriq affected her. During the lesson, he’d watched Sofia, not Lucy. She felt connected to him, wanted to be the one he was touching.
Eriq leaned his hips on the table, crossing his arms and legs, closing himself off with his mannerisms when he’d seemed so open minutes before.
“Are you okay?” he asked Sofia.
“Again, with that question? Why do you keep asking if I’m okay?”
“I have no idea,” he replied.
“Do you think I can’t handle myself?”
“Oh, I think you handled yourself quite well. Don’t you agree?”
Sofia rolled her eyes, and the air shifted. Eriq uncrossed his limbs and stalked forward. She swallowed.
“Lesson number two, Koshenya,” his deep voice grumbled, “is I don’t like it when you roll your eyes.”
“Lesson? I’m not one of your submissives-in-training, Eriq.”
Yet. She didn’t let it slip it was a possibility, depending on what Amelia advised.
“Maybe not, but it doesn’t mean you don’t need me to teach you.”
“Teach me what, exactly?”
“This.”
Eriq grabbed her hands and yanked her to her feet. His mouth crashed into hers. One hand fisted her hair to hold her in place, the other landed on her ass.
At first, she was stunned, held immobile. In a few seconds, she melted into him. Her limbs turned to jelly and all she could think about was how Eriq made her feel.
He brushed his stubble across her cheek and licked in her ear. She reached for the front of his pants, but he stopped her.
“It’s never enough, is it Sofia? No matter how many times you touch yourself, or how often you sneak off with that asshole and let him lie there while you try to find what you seek. It’s never enough.”
Sofia was breathless, listening to his words. He was right. She wanted to cry. Would she never be fulfilled?
“I know it’s not. You know how I know, Koshenya?”
She shook her head.
“Because I see you. I see you.”
He kissed her again, stealing her air, making her dizzy. As he didn’t want her passing out on him, he let her up for air.
“Because of your father,” he said, pausing to kiss her her temple, “you’ve been living half a life. Wanting something you think you shouldn’t want. Let me show you what you need, Sofia.”
She hesitated to respond, unsure what he wanted from her. Was he going to fuck her? Is that what he thought she needed? As hot-blooded as she was right now, she knew she’d agree.
“I can smell your arousal. You want this. I can help you, if you’ll let me.”
“How?” she asked, her voice small.
He licked his teeth, thinking, not wanting to scare her.
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
His gut flexed, liking her answer. It was important for the submissives he trained to trust him. For some reason, it was even more important to him to have Sofia’s trust.
“You need someone else to take control, don’t you?”
Sofia looked away, nodding.
“Sofia?”
Her eyes drifted to his.
“I’m in control now. Understood?”
“For tonight? Or …”
“Until I say otherwise,” he said, using his Dom voice.
Her adrenaline permeated the air. He wanted to capitalize on her excitement, to bite her, to mark and claim her.
Eriq had never wanted to lay claim to any female. It made him uneasy, so he quickly suppressed the thought. It was too overwhelming to focus on right now.
He didn’t plan to keep her indefinitely, so he rapidly came up with a plan to ensure she didn’t think this was more than him helping her out. He would need to share her.
A niggling in the back of his mind protested and Eriq, who almost always trusted his instincts, ignored it. This wasn’t about him, anyway.
Sofia needed to explore her sexuality and he would make damned sure she had the opportunity to do so, no matter how jumbled his feelings were. He could do this. For her, he could do this.
“Let’s go,” he said, taking her by the hand.
“Where?”
“To the bar. There’s someone there you should meet.”
“Are we meeting for drinks? With Lucy?” she asked, stupidly hoping she was invited to spend time with him.
“No.”
Sofia hid her discontent and allowed Eriq to drag her off to the bar.
7
“Sofia, I’d like you to meet Adam.”
The three of them were standing in the butler’s pantry, the area between the kitchen and the bar. Adam was lean, tan, and very handsome. He was also shirtless, which she found odd.
His sandy blonde hair was similar to hers, as were the daemon’s trade-mark dark eyes. Adam’s were a dark shade of navy.
She held out her hand, but instead of shaking it, Adam lifted it to his mouth and gently touched his lips to her knuckles.
Adam smiled. “A daemon. Like me. I must say, it is a pleasure, Sofia.”
“Likewise,” she replied.
Eriq watched Sofia closely, looking for a hint of her attraction to Adam. He didn’t find one. His damned heart fluttered, delighted she didn’t outwardly respond to Adam as she did to Eriq.
Adam was the only daemon employed by the club. He typically bartended with another immortal,
Keith, on weeknights, and he was getting ready to start his shift.
Adam was also one of the employees who volunteered as a Dominant. Most of Eriq’s siblings could fill the role he needed, but he might end up killing one if they formed any sort of attachment to Sofia. Tonight, he wanted a professional to assist.
“I’m training Lucy tonight. She’s in a booth waiting for me, so I’ll be brief.”
Adam’s eyes flicked into the bar, easily finding the dark-haired female.
“Adam, I want Sofia to sit where she can see me. You will sit with her. Until I signal, you are to ensure she is focused on me while you focus on her.”
“I would be happy to … focus on Sofia,” Adam said. “Any boundaries I should be aware of?”
Before he could stop himself, Eriq replied, “Hands only, below the waist.”
Eriq originally intended to allow Adam full access. Looking at how the bar was picking up, he changed his mind. Sofia wasn’t ready to be fucked in front of a crowd.
“Wait. What are you saying?” Sofia interrupted.
“I think you know exactly what I’m saying, Koshenya. Trust me. Trust me to take care of you and I promise you’ll like it.”
Sofia’s eyes twinkled with mischief, like the day they first met. She wasn’t overly interested in Adam, but she very much liked Eriq directing this scene. The added element of being in public made her feel even more provocative.
“Okay,” she consented.
Eriq leaned down to Sofia and whispered, “I can’t wait to watch, Koshenya. When you come, you’ll do it quietly. No one will know but the three of us.”
Sofia shuddered, her blood heating all over again. Without a word, Eriq turned and walked away.
“There’s a booth next to Eriq’s. Come,” Adam stated, his voice deep and commanding. It reminded her of Eriq.
Ignoring everyone around her, she focused on her destination. Adam walked behind her.
When they reached the plush seating of the U-shaped booth, Adam had Sofia slide in first. She scooted to make room for him.
“No further.”
She halted, and Adam sat, twisting his hips and torso slightly towards her. He put one arm on the back of the booth behind her, the other on her thigh. The table cloth was covering her legs.
Sofia looked down when she felt his hand playing with the material of her dress under the table cloth. Adam nipped her ear and her pulse increased.
“Eyes up, Sofia.”
She looked at him and he shook his head.
“No, don’t look at me. Look straight ahead.”
Sofia turned so she was looking in front of her. The backs of the seats weren’t very high. She could easily see the people in the next booth, one of which was facing her.
Eriq’s intense gaze was already on hers. She barely noticed Lucy sitting next to him. She felt feverish, as though his attention was causing her temperature to rise.
Adam kissed her earlobe, kissed along her neck, down to her collarbone. She made a quiet humming noise.
Eriq’s jaw ticked and his cock hardened, the physical contradictions matching those of his emotions.
Sofia was getting turned on. He wanted to know if it was Adam’s hand or the fact Eriq was watching that was getting her so wound up. Probably both.
Adam’s hand kneaded and massaged up to her rib cage, his thumb grazing her hardened nipple. His spicy daemon scent increased with his arousal, as did hers.
“I can smell you, Sofia,” Adam told her. “You tempt me. I want to bend you over this table and slide inside your heat. I want to do it while Eriq and Lucy watch, while the entire room watches.”
Sofia squeezed her thighs together. It did nothing to soothe the ache.
Adam chuckled.
“Gods, you’re so ripe. I think I won’t torture you. Would you like me to get you off? Right now?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
Eriq’s eyes narrowed, able to see Adam’s left arm shift, knowing where it was headed.
Eriq undid his pants and pulled his cock free.
“Lucy?”
Lucy glanced down and saw Eriq stroking his shaft. Her mouth watered.
“This is your introduction to being in a public space with a member of the club. But, as always, it’s your choice.”
And it was. No matter how hard he was, or how worked up he got, the submissives always had the right to refuse. He hadn’t fed her earlier when he came on the table instead of inside her, so he’d try to make up for it now.
She didn’t reply with words. She sank to the floor, taking him into her hands and licking at the head. Eriq exhaled, still looking at the booth in front of him.
Sofia saw Lucy’s head disappear from view. It wasn’t hard to guess what she was doing. She wondered what it was like to have a soft mouth on her.
Adam’s hand was now under her dress. He slipped his hand inside her panties.
“You should have just taken these off, Sofia. They’re sopping.”
Her legs opened slightly, allowing him further access. He dipped his middle finger between her folds and used his palm to stimulate her clit.
Sofia bit her tongue between her teeth, trying to stay silent.
“I wish it was my tongue inside you, Sofia. If Eriq allowed it, would you allow me to kneel before you, to suck on your pussy lips until you begged me to stop?”
Eriq gave a soft grunt when Lucy pulled on his testicles. Sofia’s face altered, her chin quivered as her shoulders stiffened.
Fuck, she was coming. She was coming all over Adam’s hand while Eriq watched.
He was so distracted by his Kitten he didn’t noticed his brother, Quin approach.
As Sofia pinnacled, she saw a man walk up to Eriq’s booth. She was too enraptured to hear what they were saying. The exhilaration quickly faded when, for the first time since they started tonight’s game, Eriq looked away.
Sofia closed her eyes, sagging slightly over the letdown. She wanted to remain the center of his attention. She felt dumb for thinking she could hold his focus.
“I think the session is over, my dear.”
Sofia, almost forgetting Adam was right next to her, hadn’t even noticed when he’d withdrawn his hand.
“What?” she asked, finally looking at him.
“He sent Lucy away. The male now sitting with him is Quin, Eriq’s brother.”
She glanced at the other man. He was enormous, even by immortal standards. They looked to be in a serious conversation.
“Excuse me, Adam,” Lucy’s voice came from the other side of the daemon, “Amelia told me to come get you.”
Adam studied Sofia. He didn’t want to leave her alone. Doms took care of their submissives, when the situation called for it, and Sofia looked a little lost right now.
But Amelia was his boss. He should answer her call. She might allow him to service the she-daemon later. It never hurt to ask.
“I am sorry this has ended so soon, Sofia. Another time? Later tonight, perhaps?” Adam asked, kissing her hand again.
“Um, sure.”
Adam winked and departed with Lucy on his arm. Once again, Sofia felt like she was missing out on something.
When she looked back at the other booth, it was empty. Eriq had left her.
The spell was broken. Sofia didn’t feel like playing any more tonight.
8
“Where is she?” Eriq groused.
After Quin left the booth, Eriq had to take care of a few things. Lost in his own mind out of concern for his brother, he had gotten up and left the bar to deal with Quin’s plans for the evening.
When he returned to the booth to retrieve Sofia, someone else was sitting there. Eriq didn’t know at what point she departed. Pissed with himself, he went to Amelia to track down his Kitten. He’d found her at the hostess’ station.
Amelia tapped her fingernails on the podium, trying to figure out Eriq’s deal.
“Does it matter where she is?” she asked him.
“Yes,” he bit out, getting upset.
“Why?”
“Because.”
Amelia laughed and Eriq ran his palms up and down his sideburns. It was a nervous habit he hadn’t done since he first hit puberty.
“She was acting out of sorts. I gave her a key to a room. Before you ask which room, tell me why you want to know.”
Eriq put his hands on his hips and lowered his head.
“I just … I want to check on her. That’s all.”