Victorious Star (37 page)

The whip lashed out faster than Victoria’s augmented eyes could see. However, the long red welt across Seht’s left shoulder was plainly visible.

Seht gasped and shivered.

“Are you ready?” Ravnos called out. “I’m feeling impatient.”

“Do I need to be ready?” Seht snarled back at him.

Ravnos shrugged. “Not particularly.” He grinned and swung the lash back and forth with incredible speed and eerie precision. His arm movements were barely visible.

With inhuman speed, diagonal red welts appeared in a wishbone pattern across both of Seht’s rigidly still shoulders, then traced down his back, down his hips, then over his buttocks, and down his thighs. Ravnos stopped well above his knees.

Seht panted for breath and sagged against the statue with a groan. “You must have missed me a lot.”

“Oh, I did.” Ravnos pressed his bare chest against Seht’s back and wrapped his arms around his waist. He ground his hips against Seht’s ass. “Can you feel how much?”

Seht rolled his head back and groaned. “With every stripe.”

“Good, ‘cause I’m not done yet.” He kissed Seht’s shoulder. “I haven’t heard you scream.” He opened his mouth and bit down on Seht’s shoulder, hard.

“Spawn of Chaos!” Seht gasped and jerked but couldn’t break free of Ravnos’s mouth. “You’re biting me?”

Ravnos pulled his mouth away, leaving a pair of bloody crescents where his teeth had dug in. “You’re being resistant and I don’t want to actually damage you.”

Seht shuddered. “Your venom is fucking potent.”

“Oh, I know.” He gripped Seht tightly and licked at the blood dribbling from the two wounds. “Wait till I get Victoria to wet my dick with her mouth. Her saliva and whatever cream is in her dish is all the lube you’re getting.”

Seht groaned and shuddered. “And to what do I owe this nasty turn of events?”

Ravnos licked his hand and swept his damp palm across Seht’s welts. “Victoria was supposed to go back. You made me break my word.”

Seht turned away.

“Look at me.” Ravnos grabbed his hair and jerked his head back to look him in the eye. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad we’re keeping her,” he whispered harshly. “But I don’t like your meddling. I would have found another way.”

Seht glared at him. “She picked it herself. And I, for one, have no regrets.”

“No, you wouldn’t.” Ravnos’s growl boiled from his chest, belying his human appearance. “You got a mating pair out of it, didn’t you? Two primes, a stud and a dam.”

Seht narrowed his eyes. “You said that your only regret was that you could not have children. Now you can.”

“Fuck…” Ravnos turned away then turned back. “What the hell am I going to do with you?”

Seht leaned tiredly against the statue and smiled. “Beat the shit out of me, then fuck the shit out of me. Then we all go to bed, one big happy, twisted family.”

“Twisted…” Ravnos sighed. “That’s the honest truth.”

Seht snorted. “Hurry up and finish my beating. I want to fuck.”

Ravnos choked out a laugh. “Your wish is my command,
Deshryt
Seht.” He stepped behind Seht and uncoiled the whip.

Seht rolled his eyes. “Oh yeah, that’ll be the day the moon falls into the sea…” The crack of the whip was loud. Seht tossed his head back and gasped. “Spawn of Chaos! You didn’t just bite me, you wiped your saliva all over my back, didn’t you? You sadistic bastard!”

Ravnos snorted. “You mean you didn’t notice?”

Seht panted and writhed. “Blood and Chaos, I’m noticing it now! I can feel every damn line you put on me!”

“Good, then this won’t take long at all.” Ravnos drew back his arm.

A second set of blazing welts overlaid the first with machine precision and blinding speed. Seht’s panting breaths became explosive gasps, and then cursing shouts in several different languages.

Ravnos finished his pattern and moved to take Seht into his arms. He pressed a kiss to Seht’s sweating brow. “This is the last course. I’m aiming for blood and tears. Can you take it?”

Seht sagged against the statue with his eyes closed. His words shattered on his panting breaths. “I can take… anything… you can serve… you bastard.”

Ravnos flashed him a grin. “I’ll make it quick.”

Seht opened one weary blue eye. “Do that.”

Ravnos uncoiled the whip again. This time the lines were clearly filled with blood.

As Seht’s anguished volume rose, Victoria began to shiver. Seht was beautiful in his suffering, his body moving under the whip in an exotic dance of muscle and torment.

When he released his first scream, she was moved to sudden and violent tears from the sheer beauty of the sound. When the first line of blood slid down his back, she shuddered, hammered with the violent urge to touch it, to taste it, to rub herself in the perfume she could just barely smell. She jerked at her invisible bonds but could only watch as thin lines of bright scarlet ran down his snow-pale skin.

When tears finally began to streak his cheeks, Seht’s control over the telepathic link broke. Victoria screamed against the ball in her mouth, overwhelmed by the exquisite pain echoing through their link.

Ravnos stopped and threw the whip across the room. He picked up a cloth and a bottle from the foot of the statue. He upended the bottle on the cloth, then leaned close to Set’s tearstained face. “She’s crying for you,” he whispered.

“I know.” Seht gulped for breath and twisted his wrists. “I could feel her through the
shen.”
He closed his eyes and choked on a soft sob. “She thought I was… beautiful.” He hissed when Ravnos swept the damp cloth down his back. “Damned antiseptic…”

“You are beautiful, incredibly beautiful, especially under the whip.” Ravnos continued to wipe the cloth down his hips and flanks. “Why do you think I do it to you? I love to watch you move under the lash. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

Seht leaned heavily against the statue and smiled. “Keep that up and you’re going to give me a fat ego.”

Ravnos raised his brow. “It’s already monumental. I don’t see how I could possibly add to it.”

Seht snorted. “I’m too sore to laugh.”

“Does this mean you’re also too sore to cum?” Ravnos tossed the cloth and the bottle away.

Seht gave Ravnos a heated stare. “Let’s try it and see.”

“Fucking you with
rehkyt
saliva as lube?” Ravnos nodded. “You better hope she’s dribbled into that dish.”

“I forgot about that…” Seht winced. “I’m hoping that it’s a lot more than a dribble.”

Ravnos chuckled and strode over to Victoria. He knelt and pulled out the gag. “Are you all right?”

Victoria gulped for breath. “Bloody Fate, that was… incredible.” She simply could not find the words to describe what she had just witnessed.

Ravnos shoved the hair from her brow. “Yeah, I think so too. Wait till it’s your turn.”

Victoria flinched back. “I hope it’s a while.”

Ravnos snorted. “Unfortunately we can’t do a damn thing to you until I know that rib is completely healed. At least nothing extreme.”

Victoria released a relieved breath. “What a terrible pity.”

Ravnos grinned. “I give it a week.”

Victoria gasped. “A week? Only a week?”

“You have no idea just how fast
rehkyt
and
skeldhi
heal.” Ravnos nodded toward Seht. “By tomorrow morning, all his marks will be faded to bruises. In a day or so, they’ll be completely gone.” He stood up and unfastened his breeches. His cock arched out, upward, with the broad head a livid purple. A snug gold ring encircled the base. “Open your mouth. I need you to get my dick nice and wet. It’s all the lube he’s getting.”

Victoria winced. “Just saliva? Isn’t that a little harsh?”

“If you’ll notice, he’s still hard as a rock, even after the whipping. In fact, he never lost it. Trust me, he can take it. You, on the other hand, are still new to our little games. Open your mouth, Victoria, and lick me.”

Victoria opened her lips and took him within. She tasted his excitement on her tongue and her mouth watered. She stroked the broad, flared head with the flat of her tongue, releasing him to lick the underside and the full length of him from base to head.

Ravnos groaned with appreciation. “For once I wish I had two dicks so I could spend one in your mouth.” He grunted and stepped back, pulling from her mouth. “But this load already has an appointment.” He knelt down to pick up the dish. “Well now, looks like he won’t have to suffer on saliva alone.” He grinned at Victoria. “Liked the show, did you?”

Victoria stared at the puddle of clear viscous fluid in the dish. Her cheeks heated. “I didn’t think I dripped that much,” she said in a voice tight with embarrassment.

“You’re a
rehkyt.”
He rose and walked over to Seht and swept his palm down his back.

Seht flinched and shivered under Ravnos’s palm. He opened his eyes.

Ravnos dipped his fingers in Victoria’s dish, then held them up. “Open your mouth.”

Seht opened his mouth and sucked on Ravnos’s finger with interest. “Victoria…”

Ravnos nodded. “She left you a nice little puddle. If you’re good, I’ll let you lick the bowl after.”

Seht smiled wryly. “You’re so generous.”

Ravnos raised a brow. “I can leave off using her cum and fuck you dry.”

Seht winced. “Let’s not.”

Ravnos grinned. “Thought you’d see it my way.” Ravnos trailed his fingers down Seht’s back and watched him writhe. “Still sore?”

Seht rolled his eyes and nodded dramatically. “Yes, you bastard, I’m still sore!”

“Good.” He gave Seht’s butt a sharp smack. “Back up and spread for your butt-fuck.”

Seht hissed under the blow, but backed up as far as his hands would allow.

Victoria watched as Ravnos emptied the dish into his palm, then rubbed her cream on his rampant hardness. She couldn’t stop herself from cringing, but couldn’t look away either.

Seht’s back bowed up as Ravnos slowly pushed into him. When his entire length disappeared, they both groaned.

“Blood and damnation, your ass feels good around my dick.” Ravnos groaned then wrapped his hand in Seht’s mane. “Don’t move. I’m doing the fucking.” He proceeded to fuck with merciless strength and speed.

Seht bared his teeth and writhed under him, his whole body rocking under Ravnos’s driving thrusts. Lust, delight and burning agony traveled across the telepathic link.

Ravnos’s voice lashed out. “Do not cum!”

Seht howled in denial.

“You heard me.” Ravnos tugged on Seht’s hair. “Hold it!”

Seht arched his back under him. “Damn you, let me cum!”

Ravnos hammered hard into Seht then held. “You’ll get yours.” He groaned, pulled back, and thrust again. “There’s three of us now, remember?”

Seht looked under his arm and focused his lust-dilated gaze on Victoria. “Oh yes…”

“There, I’m cumming…” Ravnos grunted and shoved in tighter. “As soon as I finish emptying my balls, she’s all yours.”

Oh shit…
Victoria jerked back in alarm, but her body gave a hard and hungry throb.

Seht’s gaze narrowed to thin slits of blue fire. “She’s ready for me.”

Ravnos pulled free and leaned over Seht’s back, panting. “Of course she is. She stays that way, remember?” Ravnos tugged Seht upright into a rough kiss, then released him.

Seht licked his lips and jerked at his wrists. “Let me go.”

Ravnos crossed his arms and leaned against the statue. “Who do you serve?”

Seht flinched as though he’d been struck. “I serve you.”

Ravnos nodded. “That’s right. You’re free to go.”

Seht pulled his wrists free and held them out to Ravnos. The titanium force cuffs gleamed under the light.

Ravnos smiled. “I think I’ll leave those on. I’m afraid I promised that you’d be in restraints the next time we went for a visit with Captain Sear.”

“Sear…” Seht dropped his wrists. He curled his lip showing a long fang, and his gaze smoldered. “I thought you were taking Victoria to see him?”

Ravnos nodded. “I am. And you.” He turned to face Victoria. “Go fuck, then let’s go to bed.”

Seht turned to Victoria with pupils narrowed to feline slits. “You’re free to go.

Victoria’s augmentation shimmered and released. She slumped to the side with a groan. Her legs and arms tingled with returning circulation, and ached a little from fighting against her restraint. “Bloody Fate, that was not a comfortable way to sit.”

“You’ll get used to it.” Seht stalked toward her with animal grace and dark purpose.

“Victoria…” Ravnos leaned back against the statue. “I think you better run.” He smiled.

Victoria’s head shot up in time to see Seht leaping for her. She yelped and rolled to the side then up onto her feet.

Seht landed in a hunting crouch exactly where she had been sitting. He licked his lips, and a rumbling purr rolled from his deep chest.

The hair on Victoria’s neck rose. She bolted across the bedchamber, headed for the salon.