Surviving Doctor Vincent: The Good Doctor Trilogy Book 2

by Renea Mason

  A man knelt on the floor. His arms and legs bound, his cock encased in a strange contraption, but that wasn’t what caught my attention. Dr. England towered next to him with her back to us, as she examined a tray of tools. She was naked, except for her high heels. The snake tattoo that seemingly entered her vagina on the front continued to weave around her body, starting between the cheeks of her ass and ending in the hairline of the back of her neck. It gave the illusion that her own head was that of the serpent. Crazy, creepy bitch.

  “Elaine, I can speak for both of us. What’s about to happen in that room is not something any of us are interested in. Even Marco, who will give some pretty crazy shit a whirl, I doubt would enjoy bloodletting.” Xavier pulled on my hand.

  I didn’t move. When she turned, the knife in her hand gleamed in the small spotlight positioned overhead. The viper wove between her breasts.

  I worried for the man. “My king...” I paused. I couldn’t wait until I no longer had to be so formal. My speech was slow as I contemplated what these people were capable of. “Did he consent? Does he want her to cut him?”

  He engulfed me in his arms protectively. “Yes. I’m sure he thinks he did.” On almost a whisper, he added, “As much as anyone consents to the Society.”

  I suddenly felt ill. That woman could have easily manipulated him. I didn’t trust any of them.

  Sebastian pulled a flask from the inside pocket of his jacket and took a swig. “I don’t think I want to see what she has on the menu.”

  I tapped on the side of the metal container. “You bring your own booze?”

  “Occupational hazard. One of the first things you’re taught in...ah...”

  I finished for him, “Spy School?”

  He laughed. “Yes, spy school. Never drink what the enemy is serving.”

  Xavier retrieved the drink from my hand and set the glass on a table nearby.

  Sebastian laughed. “X, poison isn’t typically what I worry about. I can’t afford to get drugged.”

  “No, you’re right, better safe than sorry.” Xavier glanced around the room.

  The man in Dr. Crazy-bitch’s room screamed. A crimson stream trickled down his cheek.

  “My king, can we...” I leaned around him looking for a quiet corner to talk. “...sit over there?” I pointed to the corner.

  “Sure.” He agreed, but eyed me suspiciously.

  On a bank of tufted ottomans in the center of the room, sat two nude men with two nude women. Each woman knelt between the men’s widespread legs. Each of the women’s heads bobbed as the onlookers watched them suck the men’s cocks.

  I wasn’t sure I’d ever get used to how people could meander around sipping drinks, talking about sports with someone fucking, sucking, getting whipped or cut a few feet away. With every minute the amount of flesh exposed in the room increased. While bare, each person’s bracelet was easy to see.

  Xavier pointed to the unoccupied leather sofa. “Here?”

  I nodded.

  He sat, and I immediately climbed into his lap facing him.

  Sebastian took the seat beside us.

  Xavier smiled. “Elaine, does this place have you keyed up?”

  I leaned forward and kissed his neck, working my way to his ear. I nipped the lobe.

  He glided his hand over my ass, forcing me closer to him.

  “Permission to speak without the ‘my king’ nonsense since they can’t hear me?”

  “Permission granted.”

  “I know that snake woman.”

  “How?”

  I kissed him and wiggled my hips against his.

  He squeezed my ass. “You keep that up and the only thing I’ll want to hear from you is you telling me how great my cock feels inside you.” He lifted my skirt, teasing his fingers along my bare skin. “No panties, remember. The only thing between us is my zipper.”

  My lips descended to the divot at the base of his throat and I sucked.

  He groaned.

  “Xavier, you’ve got forever to fuck me. I need you to listen.”

  “Is that a promise?”

  I raised an eyebrow. “That you can fuck me? Have I ever refused you?”

  He gathered me even tighter against him. His gaze demanded my attention. “No, not that, even though it’s good to know. I meant forever. Are you willing to give me forever?”

  He always picked the worst times to seek commitment.

  “Yes.” Before I could utter the next sentence, he clutched my head between his hands and crushed his lips against mine.

  I pushed against his chest. “You need to listen.”

  “After you agree to marry me.”

  “Really? You choose now?”

  “You said forever.”

  “You are insane. Listen... That...that...snake woman was my therapist.” That got his attention.

  “What?” He lowered his voice. “Victoria England was your therapist? Why haven’t you ever mentioned you’d been to therapy?” He gripped my arms in a vice like hold.

  “Because I only went once, and I didn’t even stay through the session. She freaked out about my father like most people do. I left. Funny, her doctor persona is almost southern belle, not Medusa. But even stranger is that she freaked out about my accident, my scar. The wounds were still healing at the time.”

  “You need to stay away from her.”

  “Yeah, no worries there.”

  A man in his late forties sat on the sofa beside Sebastian. His salt and pepper chest hair descended into a thick trail that ended at his erect cock. His equally naked companion, a woman in her early twenties, with long, blonde hair and plump, rounded features knelt at his feet tethered to the end of a chain the man commanded. Her diamond-studded collar looked more like something a poodle might wear, rather than a sex-slave.

  Sebastian glanced their direction and then stood, giving them room.

  Xavier continued. “Lydia didn’t care much for Victoria, and Charles hated her. Functions were always tense between them, but I never knew why. How did you end up choosing Victoria England?”

  Sebastian’s hand began rubbing my back.

  “The Detective working my father’s case.”

  I looked away from Xavier. We had never really discussed my sex life. My indiscretion with Detective Mancini was not where I wanted to start.

  Xavier’s hand gripped me tighter. “What is it Elaine?”

  “Nothing. Everything’s so strange. There’s no textbook to teach people on how to deal with the daughter of a serial killer. Most people did and said things that were reprehensible.”

  “Did that detective do something to you? Did he hurt you?” Xavier searched my face.

  Sebastian leaned over my shoulder, resting against my back. “Did he?”

  Sometimes having to discuss things with only one of them was easier. Sebastian shot people when the going got tough. I didn’t need a repeat.

  “No. He didn’t hurt me. He left me her card one night and said seeing someone might be a good idea. Which was a big mistake.” I playfully slapped Xavier on the shoulder. “Because all you shrinks are crazy. But she took the cake.”

  “I quit practice. Don’t I get some credit for that?” He grinned.

  I kissed him on the cheek. “Yes, you get credit. But maybe one day, Doctor, you can explain why I’ve fallen in love with a crazy man? I’d love your professional opinion. The only thing I can figure is that the crazy in me is drawn to the crazy in you.”

  “And that’s exactly why you need me, someone has to be the voice of reason in this relationship.” Sebastian faked a cough and then gripped his side. “I keep forgetting about that.”

  “Yes, and reason always shoots people in the leg? Excuse me, both legs.”

  “When they break protocol and follow you? When you know your life is at risk? Yes, without a doubt.”

  “Spy training?”

  He lifted my skirt and swatted my bottom. “Yes. Spy training.” He reached down, shackling my wrists in hi
s hands, and held them behind my back as I sat atop Xavier. He massaged the skin, just above the black leather cuffs. “I can’t wait to try these out. I’m dying to watch your lips the first time you beg me to tie you up.”

  “Never going to happen.”

  He pressed on my back, forcing me against Xavier and whispered in my ear, “It’s only a matter of time. Get up and place your knees on the edge of the couch.”

  I took his commandment to heart and rose above Xavier, eyeing the couple on the sofa. The woman faced away from the man, her chain still in his hand, and slid her pussy up and down the length of his cock in slow and steady strokes. The man’s head rested against the back of the couch with his eyes closed.

  Leaning in and sucking hard on my neck, Sebastian was certain to leave a mark. “X has his way of marking you, and I have mine.”

  Xavier took advantage of our new position and captured my lips.

  Sebastian raised my skirt, exposing me to him and the rest of the room. “Elaine, you naughty girl.” He tapped his fingers gently against my swollen sex. “Xavier, she’s so ready. She smells so good. This is a sex club after all.” He stroked his finger down my cheek. “An orgasm might help you relax.”

  Xavier must have seen the perplexed look on my face as I arched against him, keeping my ass in the air for Sebastian’s perusal. He locked gazes with me and said, “I’m going to let Sebastian eat your pussy until you come. Then you’re going to pull out my cock and fuck me until I come inside you. That man over there keeps looking at you. I want to show him who you belong to. I want him to know you belong to us. That your loyalty goes beyond a collar.”

  Something in me melted for possessive Xavier. My heart thudded in my chest. Wetness dripped between my legs.

  Sebastian spoke loud enough for Xavier to hear, “Let me tell you what I’m going to do to you, since you won’t be able to see. I’m going to taste every inch of you with my tongue. When I’m done exploring, I’m going to shove my fingers into that hot, needy cunt of yours, while I lick your clit until you explode.”

  I shivered and leaned my head back against his.

  He squeezed me tight once, and then his hands spread over my hips.

  Xavier stared into my eyes. “You have to admit, he does have an excellent plan.” A mischievous smile crossed his face.

  I returned his smile, but amusement quickly turned to surprise when Sebastian’s mouth covered my sex, forcing a gasp from my lips. Just as he promised, he left no inch unexplored.

  Xavier glanced at the man sitting on the other end of the leather couch. “There’s jealousy in his eyes. His pet is his for tonight, but you are mine forever.” He pulled down on the collar line of my dress and allowed my breast to escape. “I want him to see all of what he’s missing.” He nudged my breast with his cheek and then closed his mouth over my nipple.

  I moaned. The sensation from each of their hot, wet mouths overwhelmed me.

  Sebastian plunged his fingers into my depths, while Xavier continued laving my hard, tight nipples with his tongue. He reached up and fisted my hair. “Unzip my pants and take out my cock. Hold me. I crave your touch.” He pressed his lips to my neck, leaving a wet trail between the base of my throat and my ear.

  I unbuttoned his pants and slowly dragged his zipper down. My fingers eased into the flap of his boxers and pulled out his erect cock. Part of me knew freeing him was for the other man’s benefit, since Xavier was so well endowed and our onlooker was anything but.

  Enclosing him in my fist, I smoothed my fingers up and down his shaft.

  Xavier moaned. “God... I love you.”

  Sebastian’s tongue worked magic on my clit while he teased with his fingers from the inside out. How these men could get me to drop my inhibitions so easily was beyond me.

  I squeezed Xavier’s cock in my hand as euphoria threatened to overcome me.

  He growled and grabbed my hair, guiding me to face the man who now had his hands on the woman’s hips, forcing her up and down on his cock, while he watched me. “When you come, I want him to hear you say my name.”

  Sebastian thrust his fingers into me hard and sucked my clit into his mouth.

  My undoing was imminent. I tossed my head back and closed my eyes, savoring the magic Sebastian worked between my legs. Xavier’s swollen cock slid through my fist.

  Sebastian removed his mouth, but continued to work me with his fingers. He rose behind me and curved his body against my back. His hot breath tickled my neck. “Do you remember what I told you when you surrendered to me in the gazebo? About how your orgasm belongs to me? How I have every right to demand it from you? Do you remember?”

  I let out a breathy, “Yes.” The motion of his thrusts in and out of my pussy caused me to rock against Xavier’s cock.

  “I want you nice and tight when you fuck him. I want your release to be my gift to him.”

  Xavier ducked his head and sucked my nipple into his mouth.

  “Are you ready to give me what I want, Elaine? If you don’t give it to me when I ask, you’ll go without. I’ll keep up the delicious torture on your pussy, but not let you come. Are you going to be a good girl and do as you’re told?”

  “Yes.”

  “I’m fucking you, but this is for Xavier. It’s his name I want you to scream.” With that, he withdrew his fingers and commanded, “Now!”

  With the first slap of my clit, I was lost. “Xavier. Fuck. Oh...” I bit my lip harder as I rode the wave of pleasure.

  His rhythmic impacts continued, sustaining my pleasure.

  I bit my lip and squeezed Xavier’s cock.

  They only gave me a moment to savor the sensation before Sebastian smacked my ass hard, coercing a yelp from me, and pushed my hips forward against Xavier.

  Xavier held his cock in one hand, while Sebastian pressed down on my shoulders until Xavier was seated inside me. He sat on the cushion next to Xavier on the opposite side of the man and his pet.

  Xavier tossed his head back and moaned. I slid my wet sex up and down his length.

  Sebastian cupped my face and said, “You taste magnificent,” and then crushed his mouth to mine, allowing me to savor my flavor on his lips.

  Xavier dug his fingers into my hips, helping me set a rhythm.

  Sebastian placed his lips to my ear. “I love watching you fuck Xavier. Knowing how much you love him. How you’re giving him what no one else has. Your gift adds to the excitement of thinking about your hot pussy wrapped around his cock, giving him pleasure. Knowing when I’m healed, I’ll get my chance, too.”

  Xavier’s arms curled around me tight, never stalling his thrusts. “You never did tell me what you did with Sebastian. Tell me. Tell me how it felt to fuck him.”

  I gasped, barely capable of mustering the breath necessary to form words.

  Sebastian leaned in and pinched my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “I’ll tell you, X. I sat her on a picnic table and used my belt to bind her hands above her head. I freed her breasts.” He squeezed my nipple harder. “I pulled her to the edge, opened her legs and made her watch me bury my cock inside her pussy.”

  More heat coursed through my body. I was going to come again.

  “X, her pussy fits like a glove. I fucked her. I fucked her hard. She let out those sexy little gasps, just like she’s doing now every time you thrust.” He turned his attention to my other nipple, pinching it to a hard peak. “She also learned what happens when she doesn’t obey.”

  Xavier’s gaze was intense. He moaned. “Did you like it? Did you like the way he fucked you?”

  “Yes.”

  “The next time you fuck him, I want to be there. I want to see your face flush. Watch your expression when he fills you with his cock. I want you to beg me to let him finish you.” Xavier’s groan echoed in my ear. “God... I’m close.”

  I knew what he wanted. “I love you, my king. Come for me.”

  That’s all it took. He shook in my arms as he forced himself into me over and over again
.

  Sebastian peppered my face with kisses.

  I allowed the rapture to overwhelm me. I quaked in Xavier’s arms.

  Xavier’s moans reverberated in my ear and he finally said on a breath, “I love you, so much.” He brushed my hair behind my ear.

  I sat back and looked at the two men who were mine, and there was nothing but love and adoration reflected at me.

  Sebastian scooted to the side and patted the spot between him and Xavier.

  “Give her a minute. She can stay right where she is for a little longer.” Xavier gripped my hips, holding me in place, and let out a long breath.

  Sebastian laughed. “Of course...what was I thinking?”

  Xavier leaned forward and kissed me.

  I patted his shoulder and slid off his lap, taking the seat between the two of them, while Xavier tucked himself back in his pants. They each kissed me on the cheek and we sat there for some time, watching the party guests partake of one naughty indulgence after another.

  * * *

  Sometime later, Xavier scooted forward. “I see the members heading for the backroom. It’s almost time. I have something very important to say. I need you to trust me when we’re in there. I can’t give you details but please trust that I know what I’m doing. Can you do that?”

  I didn’t really have a choice.

  “Yes.”

  “Yes, what?”

  “My king.”

  “We should head in.” He extended a hand to help me stand.

  Sebastian took another sip of Scotch from his flask.

  Xavier looked down at me. “Before we go, I need you to answer me.”

  “What is it, my king?”

  He smiled at my obedience. “Do you give yourself to me?”

  “I already have...my king.”

  “Do you give yourself to Sebastian?”

  I glanced at him, then back to Xavier. “With your permission, my king.”

  “And your desire? Do you desire him?”

  I wouldn’t lie. “Yes, my king.”

  Sebastian smiled. His hand found mine and squeezed.

  “Do you give yourself to Marco?”

  “With your permission, my king.”

  “Of course, but do you desire him?”