Page 92 of Connor's Claim
His low voice filled my ears. “First, I’m going to clamp these. Choose a pair. Then pick a butt plug. I’ll put those into place before I sedate ye. After that, it’s my choice over what I fuck ye with while we watch the women get claimed.”
I moaned, my toes curling at the thought. Except I couldn’t let him sedate me. “Not yet. I want to play first.”
At the table, I drew my finger over the selection of nipple clamps. It was obvious now I knew what they were.
“These vibrate.” Connor moved my finger to a pair. At my faint nod, he collected them then made his suggestion for the other toy. A butt plug which also had a vibrating function.
At a sound from the screen, I twisted back to watch a holding pen full of angry men, all wearing masks, some with black paint across their eyes.
“Why do they do it?” I asked softly.
“Predator-prey is one of the biggest and most underserved kinks. The violence within it has an impact on those willing to bond with someone else over it. It takes trust to let someone else willingly hurt ye.”
“How did it come about?”
Still occupied at the table, Connor replied, “Do ye recall me telling Cassie I knew her brother, Jamieson? He and Arran once had a conversation about sex and kinks. Jamieson wore his preference on his sleeve. He’s da to three or four kids now and happily married to a lass who shares his likes. Arran took notes. He told me he wanted others to be able to bond like that and not fear the extremes, but my guess now is he wanted it for himself, too.”
“Have you ever gone in there?”
“No. My kink is you being unable to run from me.”
Hence the sedation.
He pressed against me from behind. “Also your tits. They make me so hard I might go insane. Your soft belly is another obsession. Touching your skin. Feeling how curvy ye are. Don’t even get me started on your arse.”
A klaxon sounded in the basement, and the camera view changed to a door sliding open. The men were released from their cage. Fury poured off them, and they ran, fighting each other on their violent exit. Fists flew, growls of anger unleashed.Left in the cage was an unconscious individual, blood dripping from his lips to his bare chest.
Already, one had lost the battle.
A scream followed. A group of men pounded down the wide concrete expanse, the bright lights revealing a woman fleeing in the opposite direction, her eyes wide in terror as she peered back at the pursuing pack. Beyond her, metal steps ran up to a suspended walkway, a second camera giving us a view of a scared-excited girl climbing to temporary safety.
Hooked on the sight, I jumped at Connor’s touch.
He circled me, grazing his fingers up my body to capture a breast. He inched in to run his tongue around my nipple. It hardened, and I rolled my shoulders at the sensation.
“Mask off,” Connor said against my skin.
He sucked me, hard, then glided one of the clamps over my pebbled nipple. Removing the bandanna, I squirmed, my pulse speeding when he tightened the clamp. He performed the same act on my other breast and pulled back to admire his handiwork.
My breasts tingled, the weight and tightness of the toys both strange and hot as hell. I touched myself. “Can you turn on the vibration?”
He bit back a smile. “Impatient little thing. Touch the end.”
Exploring the devices, I found a tiny hidden button then pushed it. Instantly, a low buzz thrilled my nipples.
“God,” I released.
“Any god would be gentle with ye. I won’t.” Connor took up a bottle of lube then reached both arms around me while burying his face in my breasts.
He nuzzled. Flicked his tongue over one clamped bud. Tipped lube down my ass and at the same moment, used a fingertip to get me slick. Over his head, the action on the screen caught my hazy focus once more.
A woman was pinned to a wall, two men battling each other to claim her. They each held one of her arms, her dress ripped to reveal her toned body. She struggled against them, her fall of jet-black beaded braids hiding her features.
I gasped at one of the men who smacked down the other and got between her legs. He tore away her underwear then freed his dick, the camera at the perfect angle to see straight down their bodies. To capture the moment he fucked into her.
Ecstasy broke over her features.
Connor’s finger was replaced by a solid object entering my ass. I gave a low moan of pleasure at the stretch. He’d already turned on the vibrating part of it, and along with my nipples, a wealth of sensory pleasure delighted me.