Black Light: Valentine Roulette (Black Light Series Book 3)

by Livia Grant

  “Just one more,” he lied, and she fell at his command. Pure bliss for just a moment, a golden haze that wrapped her in relief, but then he was drawing her back. Teasing her to a new edge, a new horizon, and she tensed against the cold metal of the chair, her body aching, but Alexander managed to bring her over.

  Again, and again, and again until every stroke became more agony than satisfaction.

  Too much.

  “Please, Daddy!” she begged, desperate, and that made him still. The secret code to Alexander – unlocked. Sienna was practically delirious with orgasms, her mind in some sort of whirlwind, and he chuckled as he slid free and traced his fingers over her lips.

  “Open up and taste yourself, little girl.” With his words, she obeyed. Sucking his fingers clean, tracing her tongue along them until he groaned. Finally, he pulled free of her lips and she saw him check his watch with a smile. “It’s not even ten o’clock yet.”

  “Impossible,” she whined.

  “Totally possible, which means we have not made it to the end of the night. Don’t you want to win?” he teased.

  Sienna laughed, a little insanity edging into her voice, but Alexander kissed her again and all was right with the world. Suddenly, gravity took her back, reality returned, and she felt aware of the agonized heartbeat behind her clit. “You’re going to kill me, Daddy…”

  Alexander had to step back from her so he wouldn’t come in his slacks like some teenager. She was using the phrase like a weapon, but he didn’t even care. That was his kink, and hearing the word in the sweet, post-orgasmic tones of her voice was his kryptonite. “If we want to do something else, we have to spin for it. You know that, right?”

  Whining, Sienna nodded. “I just want out of this chair.”

  “Alright, little one. Are you okay with me spinning for you?”

  “Can you do that?” She lifted her head, damp, dark strands of hair plastered to her cheeks, highlighting the blush, and the swollen pout of her lips. Fuck, she’s beautiful.

  Turning around, Alexander found Garreth standing between them and another couple playing in the area, amidst the various voyeurs who had been watching Sienna suffer and then come over and over. As soon as he caught the dungeon monitor’s eye he waved him across and the man stalked towards them with a grin on his face.

  Someone had been having fun monitoring the evening’s events.

  Garreth paused at the base of the stairs, leaning on one of the railings as he looked over Sienna, but it was a clinical assessment, not a leer. “What’s up? You guys okay?”

  “More than okay, but Sienna seems to think she can’t handle any more orgasms in the chair right now.” Alexander grinned when he heard her groan and drop back against the chair.

  “You’re a real asshole, Reed.”

  “So I’ve been told.” He shrugged, and then got to the point. “Anyway, I don’t want to untie her yet, but we wanted to pick something other than the water tank. Can I spin for her?”

  “If she says it’s okay.” Garreth glanced over at Sienna, and Alexander pinched her thigh to get her to pay attention.

  “– the fuck?” she growled, lifting her head again.

  “Two spankings,” Alexander noted as he raised two fingers into the air. “Be polite to the dungeon monitor, little girl. He wants to know if you consent to me spinning for you.”

  “If it gets me off this chair, he can spin whatever he wants.”

  Garreth chuckled and looked back to him. “Alright, you can spin for her. Chase is near the stage, just make sure he witnesses.”

  “Will you watch her?” Alexander asked.

  “Of course.”

  Before he left, Alexander turned on his heel and kissed her hard, feeling the hum of her moan against his lips. “Be right back, little girl.”

  “Thank you, Daddy.” She added a bit of exaggerated emphasis to the term again, but it still sent a thrill down his spine, making him adjust in his pants before he faced Garreth again.

  ‘Daddy?’ Garreth mouthed at him, and Alexander just grinned and shrugged as he walked past the man.

  “Alright, Sienna. Check in with me. You okay?” Garreth stepped up to her, moving behind the chair to squeeze her fingers, which she immediately gripped back to prove she hadn’t lost circulation.

  “I’m fine, sir, I promise.”

  “Mmhmm…” He made a noise as he turned to grab one of her ankles, squeezing her toes. “You’re cold, can you wiggle your toes for me?”

  She laughed and flexed both of her feet. “I’m cold because the fucking water is cold, and I’m naked, if you missed that.”

  Garreth arched an eyebrow at her as he stood. “You really think I missed that?”

  “No, sir?” she answered, turning it into a question as she smiled.

  “Right. And the water is cold because it’s fucking February. I told those guys that a water tank was a poor choice, even if they did want to deal with the heating bill this month. Do I need to pull you out of this scene?”

  “No, sir, I’m okay.” Sienna gave him a confident smile to try and convince him, but he kept his face stoic as he leaned against the railing to the platform. Behind him the sounds of some intense sex struck up, and she strained to try and see, but she couldn’t see where the noise was coming from on the floor.

  Garreth glanced back for a second, mostly uninterested, before he spoke again. “So, it seems like you and Reed are getting along just fine.”

  “Reed?”

  “Alexander Reed,” he tilted his head back towards the stage where Chase was talking to the man in question. “I was worried earlier. That scream…” he shuddered. “I didn’t know what he’d done.”

  “I was just frustrated.”

  “I’d hate to see you pissed,” he countered with a chuckle.

  “True. You would.” Sienna grinned, and realized that she was having a full conversation with him, without any of the normal anxious butterflies making her feel panic.

  “How are your joints? You’ve been cuffed in this position for about an hour now.” The question was clinical, and she couldn’t help but feel a warm and fuzzy sensation inside at how careful they were being with the subs. Pretense of suffering submissives or not, this club had its shit together.

  “I’m sore, but I’ve been struggling a lot. My own fault. Nothing a hot shower in the morning won’t fix.” That was based on experience, because she’d been tied in predicament bondage or suspension stuff for longer than this and been fine. “Hey, is Terry around? He’s the one who suggested I sign up.”

  “Are you kidding?” Garreth laughed and pointed across from her where she had to really strain to see, but then she caught sight of the huge guy near another wall. “He’s been walking over here all night, I keep having to flip him off and tell him to watch his stations.”

  “He said he would keep an eye on me.”

  “Well, you should have seen him when you screamed earlier, I thought he was going to punch Reed.” Garreth shrugged a little and returned his eyes to her. “You and Muscles a thing?”

  Sienna burst out laughing, unable to control it as wired as she felt from the aftereffects of so much adrenaline and so many orgasms. “Um, no way. He’s a monitor at Overtime, and he convinced me to sign up for this event on the basis that he’d look out for me. We’ve never played.”

  “Well, I’m watching too. Nothing is going to go wrong, okay?” Garreth smiled. “Anyway, you handled the water-based breath play like a champ. I was waiting for you to safeword the fifth or sixth time he put you under, but you just kept going.”

  “It wasn’t so bad,” she lied, trying to ignore the panic she’d felt as she held her breath under the water. It had really only been tolerable because she’d been so irritated with Alexander that she’d wanted to prove to him she could handle it.

  “Sure, if you say so. Oh, shit…” Garreth started laughing, loudly, and Sienna lifted her head to try and see where he was looking. “Good luck, Sienna!”

  As t
he man walked down the stairs, Alexander walked up, and his grin was dangerous. “What is it, sir?” she asked.

  “We spun the absolute perfect thing for a wet little girl like you.”

  “What?” Her eyes looked over the collection of wires in his hands, connected to other things, and she felt her stomach tense.

  “Electrical play.”

  “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” Sienna jerked at the restraints. “There’s no way.”

  “Want me to bring Chase over? He can confirm.” Alexander leaned close, lining up his blue eyes with hers. “Don’t worry though, I turned down the car battery.”

  “They did not offer you a car battery.”

  He grinned. “Guess you’ll never know, since I picked the TENS unit.”

  Sienna searched her mind for the term, trying to remember exactly what it was, but then she saw him attaching components to a small, black box. Including something that looked very much like a medium-sized vibrator, only there were shining, silver stripes on either side of it. “Sir, Daddy, I –”

  “Little girl, that term is for respect, not manipulation. If you start using it with me to get your way, I’m going to finish with this TENS unit, and then as soon as they declare the event over, I’m going to paddle your ass. Roulette wheel be damned, got it?”

  “Yes, sir,” she answered softly, dropping back against the cold, metal chair. Her skin was still damp all over, her hair soaked, and she’d come so much that she knew her pussy was dripping. Electricity seemed to be like some joke from the universe.

  How much more did he want to break her down? She was already questioning everything about herself, her kinks, her life.

  “Have you ever played with a TENS unit before?” Alexander asked, wrapping his hand around the vibrator shape, before turning something on the black box. His slight jerk made her eyes go wide.

  “No, Daddy.” The response had come naturally, the term only fitting him, but she was far too nervous to add any snark at the moment.

  His eyes were heated when he turned to her. “Ready to play a little more?”

  Nodding, she watched as he moved to the end of the chair. Slowly, he pushed the black vibrator-like thing inside her as she lifted her hips off the chair a little. It wasn’t very big, but she was aware of it, especially with the wires extending up to the black box in his hands.

  “Say yellow if it’s too much, alright? We do still want to win.” Even Alexander seemed nervous as he turned the dial, and she felt a low thump of a shock in her pussy. It was barely enough to make her gasp, but she tensed. He watched her carefully, and then did something else to the box, and the next snap of energy made her clench tight, twisting as it pulsed through her, until it finally released her.

  “Fuck…” she gasped when it stopped, her ears still buzzing, her pussy tingling and twitching around the invader. Underneath the surprise, she realized it had felt like riding the line between pleasure and pain, that humming space between the two that she normally only got to enjoy just before she fell. Slowly, she smiled. “That was fun.”

  “Naughty little girl.” Alexander grinned and adjusted something, and then the thing buried in her pussy fired off again, sending a sharp jolt that felt like a pinch for a moment, but as it continued Sienna felt like she was floating on the edge of an orgasm once more.

  So close, so close.

  “I have to admit, this makes your body do some delicious things. I think I need to invest in one for my playroom.” He grinned, turning the device a little further. “Hold on to something, little one.”

  “AH!” Sienna yelped, unable to hold it in, but the sharp spike lulled for a moment into a low thrum inside her, and then spiked again, and she was reaching for oblivion, fevered with the strange pulses of energy humming through her. “More, Daddy, more, please?” she begged, half-aware of herself.

  “Oh, Sienna, you’re perfect.” Alexander’s voice was a wanton groan just before the next peak amplified, and somewhere amidst the mixture of confusing pain and buzzing pleasure, she cried out and came. Ecstasy. Warm and sweet and flooding through every inch of her, pushing back the aches in her joints, the tension in her back, to replace it all with tingling light that had her mumbling his name like a prayer.

  Heaven had nothing on kink.

  She descended back to earth like a falling feather, gliding – and then everything was painfully tense for a moment, the sensation somewhere outside the spectrum of description, but she was caught. He turned off the TENS unit and she instantly collapsed back to the chair, not even aware that she’d arched away from the bindings. Limp and exhausted.

  “Little one?” Alexander’s voice had an odd note to it as he came close, his hands cupping her face, bringing her head upright again. “Sienna? Baby? Are you okay?”

  Snapping out of her daze, she opened her eyes and pulled in a long breath. “Whoa, yes, sir. Daddy, yes. I’m fine.” She nodded, but there was concern all over his expression.

  “We’re getting up, and I’m getting you warm. If they forfeit your month, I’ll fucking pay for it.”

  “Sir, no! I’m fine!” Sienna tried to argue, but he was removing the cuffs from her limbs, and the sudden whoosh of her blood flowing more freely made her a little dizzy, which did not make her claims very convincing when he looked back at her face.

  “Hold on, little girl.” The last few straps disappeared and he lifted her like she was weightless, holding her against his chest as he walked carefully down the steps.

  “Did something happen?” Garreth’s voice appeared behind her head, and she angled it back to see him, upside down.

  “I’m fine,” she tried to answer, but Alexander spoke over her.

  “She got faint with the TENS unit, do you have a blanket?”

  “Of course,” Garreth answered, and then he rushed off just as Alexander settled them on a couch with her curled up on his lap.

  Pushing at his chest to try and relax the iron grip his arms had on her, she whined, “I’m fine, I promise.”

  “You fainted,” he accused, and she grumbled.

  “I did not faint. I came, and I was resting.” Sienna struggled to sit up. “That’s normal!”

  Alexander caught her cheek, turning her face to his, and she saw the sincere worry in his eyes. “It scared me, you just collapsed.”

  Heat flushed her cheeks, and she shrugged a little. “It was an intense orgasm?”

  “Dammit…” he sighed, holding her against him even tighter, and then she heard the rapid steps of Garreth returning. Without a word exchanged between the two men, she found herself covered in a blanket, the edges tucked around her tightly.

  “I’d like to check her pulse, look her over. See if she’s in shock.” Garreth cursed under his breath. “I told them the water event shouldn’t be held in winter. It’s too fucking hard to keep the subs warm enough.”

  “I AM FINE!” Sienna shouted, throwing the blanket off her shoulders as she sat up in Alexander’s lap. Both men stared at her as she looked between them, huffing that she’d even had to shout – and then she was stunned that she’d been able to shout.

  Who was this person that had taken over her body?

  Alexander wrapped one arm across her legs, holding her on his lap. “Are you sure, little one? I think our dungeon monitor friend would feel a lot better if he was able to verify you’re alright.”

  Rolling his eyes, Garreth added, “Right, because I’m the only one worried about you right now.”

  “Sienna, are you okay?” The low voice of Terry came from behind the couch, and Sienna let out a little screech of frustration, raising her arms to try and stop the onslaught of concerned Dom attention.

  “Would one of you just listen to me? I’m fine. I had an orgasm, after a lot of other orgasms, that came after a lot of intense play. I was just tired. I did not lose consciousness!” She pointed at Garreth. “I did not faint.” Then she looked at Alexander, and shifted to look up at Terry. “And I definitely did not safeword. I am
perfectly fine. Sirs. All of you.”

  The three men exchanged glances over her head, having some sort of ancient, manly, non-verbal communication about her, but they all seemed to come to the same conclusion that she had already voiced several times – she was fine.

  “If you have any change of symptoms, call me over,” Garreth said as he nodded and walked back to another scene still in progress.

  “I’m still here, Sienna. If you need me, just ask.” Terry gave Alexander an intense stare, and then turned to hulk his way back to his post.

  Then she was left sitting on Alexander’s lap, looking at him and waiting to hear his comment. “Well?” she asked.

  “You look incredibly hot when you come, little girl.” He grinned, and she laughed as he settled her further into his lap. “Honestly, I think Chase might have rigged the wheel in my favor.”

  “What?”

  “Why else would I have been the one to end up with you?” he asked, and the sincerity in his voice plucked a chord deep inside her that she wanted to ignore.

  “You don’t mean that.” Sienna laughed quietly until Alexander suddenly grabbed onto her still wet ponytail, and forced her down to the arm of the couch.

  “Excuse me, little girl?” His voice was anything but funny, and she swallowed hard as his eyes bored down into hers. “Say it again.”

  Shaking her head, she found that her voice had run for the hills again.

  “Are you telling me no?” Alexander lifted his brows in a clear threat, but she couldn’t get her voice to work, and in another flip of her perspective she was over his lap, her ass over his thighs, and then a single resounding smack seemed to echo around her. The vibrant sting of his palm connecting with her ass made her wiggle.

  The second made her gasp, but the third, fourth, and fifth had her whining and grabbing at the leather cushion in front of her. “Please!” she begged, and he paused.

  “Repeat what you said,” he demanded, and she had to swallow to summon her voice again.

  “I just meant that you aren’t that lucky ending up with me, I mean there were some gorgeous women here and –” A hard swat from his hand right at her sit spot had her bucking off his lap, the warmth spreading until it joined the steady throbbing between her thighs.