Jeweled Serpent: The Complete Collection

by Silk, Nicole

  With each step, her alligator-skin boots peeked from beneath her long skirt as slips of sheer black-stocking legs were seen. Seating herself across from him, Meredith arranged the skirt over her legs, baring her calves and boots.

  Luke sat across from her, ordering drinks when a server immediately appeared. Since she was under the impression that the two of them kept no secrets, Meredith leaned toward Luke to discreetly ask about his lifestyle but froze when she spotted Jacob heading toward them.

  He stopped beside their table, respectfully thrusting a hand out for Luke to shake. Luke stood, clasping his hand as he asked, “How have you been, Jacob?”

  Shock flew through Meredith at the sight of their familiarity. She’d never seen Jacob around Jeweled Serpent but, then again, she rarely gotten around to the place these days. Luke turned to her and said, “I believe you two have met.” He thrust his hand out, “My wife Meredith is lovely tonight, isn’t she?”

  Jacob grinned, pinning her with a heated green gaze, and said, “She is breathtaking.”

  Meredith began to understand. Luke was behind Frenchie searching Jacob out to be her new Dom. Jacob quickly stepped up to her and offered a hand, “I believe you owe me a dance.”

  Taking his hand, she rose and asked, “Was this set up?”

  Jacob smoothly said, “Let us talk while we dance, M. How are you?”

  He led her to the floor as the music switched smoothly to a Tango rhythm. Grinning down at her as she rested one hand at his shoulder and the other in his out-thrust hand, he shook his head and adjusted. When he was finished, one of her hands curled around his neck while he’d drawn the other against his body. The effect created more intimacy as their bodies pressed fully against each other.

  He danced well, gracefully moving and leading her from step to step until she forgot about her feet. Still confused and a bit irked over Luke’s arrangement of Jacob to be her Dom, she kept her eyes averted and her breathing even as she moved with him. Now she focused on resisting his seductive bubble of play.

  Within a minute into the dance, she saw a tall, gorgeous woman approach Luke. When he rose to go with her, Meredith asked, “Who’s that?”

  “Tessa Kale, the adult store owner we absorbed into Jeweled Serpent.”

  “Shouldn’t I be in on that meeting?”

  “It’s not that kind of meeting, M.” He sent her into a dip and breathed over her neck, “Don’t be angry.”

  She looked him directly in the eye as he pulled her out of the dip and asked, “Why not?”

  His eyes hardened, “I will explain later. Trust me.”

  Meredith had no other choice. As the song ended, he said, “Come with me.”

  He led her toward a small cabin set within a row of the same. When they neared it, he turned toward her, “We will change in the cabin into something more comfortable and then reunite here.”

  She nodded and followed him once again when he headed toward the fifth one down. Once inside, she discovered workout clothing. Without touching her, he stripped down to his birthday suit. Her eyes widened when she saw his cock pierced and adorned. Frenchie was the only other that she’d ran into with piercings.

  He proceeded, pointedly darting his eyes toward her clothing as he growled, “What are you waiting on?”

  She quickly shed her clothing and pulled on the tight athletic wear. When they were ready, they headed back out the door. He told her a few rules such as no kicking in the groin or similarly sensitive areas and no hitting in the face. She nodded, frowning as he pulled something from a bag he carried.

  Music suddenly filtered through the air. He placed the items on the ground, turning to her as he said, “At some point during this game, your heart will sync up to the music. Don’t panic if your heart rhythm follows the dips and flows.”

  Her eyes narrowed, “That sounds dangerous.”

  He grinned, “It’s not.”

  Before she knew he was going to move, he swept her legs out from under her. Knowing martial arts, she growled, “That was underhanded.”

  Nodding, he said, “How else am I going to make you angry? You need to work that out of your system. What better way…?”

  She moved faster than he’d anticipated. He jumped back and rounded on her, ready for whatever she had and planning to piss her off when she attacked. Instead of moving toward him, she said, “Tell me how my husband knows you.”

  Jacob tilted his head, insisting on warring when he rushed her. She deftly blocked his moves before going down on a knee. He backed off and she asked again, “How do you know him?”

  Jacob finally answered, “We have friends in the same circles.”

  “What circles are those?”

  “Since The Jeweled Serpent caters to kink and BDSM, you know better than to ask that.”

  She stood from her offensive posture and asked in shock, “What’s Luke really into, Jacob?”

  “He’s into things that fall on your boundary list. Lactation and the use of electrical stimulation, rough anal stuff, and medical play that would scare the shit out of you.”

  She stared at him, slowly frowning until she said with dismay, “I can adjust. Why does he shut me out?”

  Jacob pushed her into defending herself with a low kick to her leg. She came out of it, angry now that she didn’t know the man she’d been best friends with for twenty-five years, and delivered a series of blows to Jacob. He easily defended himself as he said, “He’s protective of you. Ask him.”

  She panted back, “You don’t think I have? He led me to believe he was gay!” She shrieked the last word, lashing out angrily before adding, “Why’d he do that?!?”

  Jacob fueled her anger when he said, “Maybe he gets off on fantasies of keeping you innocent. If he crosses the line and you freak, those fantasies will never work for him again.”

  She groaned, “That selfish bastard!”

  Now that she was mad, Jacob pushed her buttons by increasingly crowding her. She finally attacked. He dodged, then grabbed her and sank to the ground. Shrieking mad, she shoved at him and tried to take him out but he pinned her arms to the grass.

  Staring down at her, he looked at her heated eyes and said, “I win, M. Get your ass into that cabin. If you aren’t kneeling by the bed in under three minutes, I will tie you and dangle you by your feet within viewing pleasure of a lactation scene.”

  Trying to get her breathing under control, her eyes widened as she nodded. He stood and helped her rise from the ground. She quickly headed for Cabin #5. Many events in her marriage made much more sense now.

  Just wait until I see you again, Luke!

  The one thing in their marriage vows that he’d given her was to stay honest with each other. In light of their friendship, she’d expected that he’d at least grant her that.

  ***

  Jacob picked up the music, nodding as he walked slowly to the cabin. When he entered, he didn’t hear a peep out of her. He set the music, which he’d preprogrammed to her heart rate earlier, on the counter and turned it on. When he’d told her he’d take her on a journey, he’d meant it.

  He walked toward her, looking down at the way her hair was mussed from its earlier state of perfection. She had her chin to her chest with her hands clasped behind her, resting on her knees and demurely waiting for his instructions. He finally said, “I have known Luke for a while now. Did you know that he almost ripped a woman’s neck open with his teeth, M?”

  She jerked her head up to look at him. He ignored the break in her role and nodded, pinning her with his eyes as he said, “That’s how we met.”

  He shrugged his jacket off and took her chin in his hands as he softly told her, “He has a lot of anger mixed with his passion that he works out during sex. He doesn’t want you to bear the brunt of it.”

  Faced with getting to know this side of her husband through Jacob, she had to ask, “The adult store woman?”

  Jacob nodded, “Is trained to draw blood with entirely different methods.”

 
; Meredith grimaced. She couldn’t tolerate what she considered the nastier stuff. Jacob explained to her, “Something in Luke snaps if blood isn’t drawn. We’ve taught him the safer way to do it. Let him play, M. Now you have me to play with.”

  As he said it, his hand slid into her hair. She had yet to even touch him with exception to the dance floor. With her hands remaining behind her back, she raised her lips for a kiss but he bypassed them. Her eyes widened as she breathed, “Please don’t avoid kissing me.”

  Her desperate and throaty tone made Jacob grin as he rubbed his stubble against her cheek, “I know that drives you crazy, Mon Amour. I have access to Frenchie too.”

  Her knees buckled as he lowered her to the bed. She looked at him and asked, “What are you doing…?”

  He shook his head, “Let it happen. I just know what you want.”

  She nodded and tried to kiss him but he pulled back and shook his head, “Stay still for me.”

  He unbuttoned his shirt and shed his clothing while she silently watched him. Listening to the music, she could barely make out the faint background beat of her heart. He crawled onto the bed with her as he said, “You told me you want to connect with someone, M.” Lying on his back while exhibiting an undeniably controlling vibe, he pulled her onto his chest and breathed, “This is your chance, M. Touch me.”

  She looked down at him as her mouth lowered to his but he shook his head, “No kissing.”

  She scowled, redirecting her mouth to his chin. Instead of kissing, she nipped at his jaw line as she kissed her way to his ear. Feeling him grin under her lips on the way there, she asked, “What’s so amusing?”

  He remained silent, not giving anything away. She sighed, realizing she was going to have to take mental notes to figure out what his buttons were. He obviously knew exactly what to do to drive her nuts. Other than his delicious aroma firing her senses, his hands remained at his sides.

  She ran her hands down his muscular chest and asked, “You work out, don’t you?”

  “I lift hundreds of pounds of patients every day. That’s a workout.”

  He didn’t tell her that he also frequently jogged through the hospital on his route through the ER. Her lips tickled over his flesh, sending his muscles quivering. Watching her hair drag over his chest, he plunged his fingers into it and gave her a huge hint, “I happen to also like teeth, M.”

  She raised her gaze to his and grinned, “Thank you.”

  She slowly worked her way down his stomach, using her teeth, lips, and tongue in an attempt to wreck his world. Other than a few grunts, he gave nothing away until she wrapped her teeth around his bumpy and pierced shaft. A hiss escaped.

  While breathing his male scent deeply, the music rose simultaneously to create that surreal feeling. Her arousal spiked. She moaned, dragging his jeweled cock into her mouth, and raked it over her teeth. Muffled clinking hit the air as his cock rings met the enamel of her teeth. This time a groan slipped out of him as his hand twisted in her hair. She bit him harder than she’d intended but felt him swell in her mouth as a result.

  With a growling curse, he pulled her up and off him. She lavished his stomach and chest with nibbles on the way up. Rolling, he pinned her head down as he rose above her. Her hands dragged over his chest as his eyes locked onto hers. With a thread of amusement in his tone, he said, “You’re a fast learner.”

  She grinned, knowing she’d found a trigger. He grabbed her wrists and breathed, “Now let’s add no touching to no kissing, shall we?”

  She squeaked in shock as he thrust her arms above her head and secured them, wrist to wrist, with a scarf. She spotted a large metal figure eight and frowned. He secured the scarf to it as he said, “That’s for keeping hog-tied slaves in position.” Her eyes widened as he finished with, “You’ll see. Now lay still.”

  He bent to get something from the floor, returning with an oddly shaped jar. Grinning, he said, “Candle wax.”

  Her eyes widened when he sat it on fire. He assured her, “It won’t get hot enough to burn you but you must stay still. How much control do you have, M?”

  She watched his hand rise with the item tipping. A trickle of candle wax hit her stomach. It was warm and gooey before it slowly hardened. More drips fell until suddenly there was a row. As they dried, a sensual feeling she couldn’t explain set in.

  He reached down and plucked a piece of dried candle wax from her stomach, blowing on the skin that suddenly had fresh air. Goosebumps appeared in the spot. He moved the candle over her breasts, raising the odd jar so the wax would cool before it touched her nipples. Each drop was like a warm caress before it hardened.

  She hissed in breath as he poured more over the hardening matter, encasing her nipple in a heavy glob. Not stopping, he painted her breasts and stomach before pausing to remove select places amongst the hardened areas. Each time, he’d breath over the freshly exposed skin.

  He suddenly placed the odd canister aside and tugged one of the hardened pieces on her nipple. She moaned when it dropped away. He ran a thumb over it, perking it before removing the other to allow his breath to bathe it. Bit by slow bit, he removed the wax. Her skin quivered under his touch, becoming a sensitized region.

  He thrust a knee between her legs and widened them, holding them in place as he grabbed a spreader. Once her ankles were helplessly trapped in the hoops at the ends, he picked up the rod between her feet and anchored it within the other side of the metal figure eight. When he released the large figure eight within the loops, they separated but held together with a length of two-inch chain extended from the middle.

  This held her body slightly bent at the waist with her legs spread wide and her nipples touching her thighs. He nodded, reaching around her to fasten nipple clamps. Meredith gasped each time he jarred her. A chain swung down to her stomach, tickling the newly sensitized region from the candle wax.

  Meredith was so wet that she could see herself glistening.

  It was the most erotic thing she’d ever seen. His palm slid to block her gaze. She watched him pinch her clit between his fingers as his thumb sank into her slit. While softly massaging her clit, he curled his thumb just inside her in a teasing dance. She gasped and curled her hips, jiggling her entire body. The clamps tugged deliciously on her nipples as her breasts swayed.

  He warned her, “Don’t come until I tell you.”

  She bit her lip and moaned as his thumb dipped inside her while his fingers softly stroked her clit. Each time she neared orgasm, he paused and almost drove her over the edge. When she thought she couldn’t sustain any longer, he released a single nipple clamp. The other side tugged as he draped the chain over her clit.

  He backed away and grabbed something from the end of the bed. She gasped when he reappeared with a whip. She jerked before he even struck her, causing him to pause as he flicked her clit with the chain. It wasn’t painful but just enough passed her pleasure zone to make her squeak.

  Still holding the clamp in his other hand, he ordered, “No begging. Stay still.”

  The chain pressed sharply into the side of her clit, dragging a moan out of her. When her hips curled, he lifted it away and snapped her ass again. When she couldn’t stand it any longer, she moaned, “Oh my God, please!”

  He dropped the whip and bit her ass, “No more biting from now on, M. You bite me and I’ll bite you harder.”

  Gasping and dazed, she weakly nodded as he released her from the figure eight clasp. He gently lowered her to the bed, massaging her shoulders and hips. After slowly removing her from her bindings, he simply pulled her into his arms and held her for a moment. She nuzzled into him, wanting to feel alive and connected with someone.

  He rolled to place her under him, rubbing his body along hers in the process. His whiskers raked her neck, sending a delightful spread of goose bumps down her frame. His lips suddenly hovered above hers but, with a slight brush, he sensitized her neck with his stubble again. Their legs entwined when they rolled so that he surrounded her, comin
g to rest on his elbows.

  She rubbed her forehead against his chin, then her nose, before nibbling his jaw line. She was locked in a haze of adoration, caught within his charged atmosphere which ruled her hearing, smell, and touch. Meredith’s tongue flicked his flesh, tasting her way down his neck to his chest. He let her absorb their connection, holding himself on elbows above her.

  Waiting for just the right moment when she least expected it, he saw her look up at him and surrounded her face in his hands to finally kiss her on the lips. At the same time, he thrust into her and didn’t stop until he was deep within. She went limp under him, whimpering in his mouth. Offering her a glimpse of promises to come, he broke the kiss after a brief touch of tongue.

  Rising up, he hooked an arm under each of her knees and turned her. His cock repositioned, firing sensitive spots into sweet joy. Holding her hips in one hand, his other hand plunged into her hair as he pulled slowly out. She barely heard his whispered, “Come for me, M.”

  Meredith’s mouth gaped as she arched around his bent knee, gasping as a strong pulse of pleasure flew through her body. A split second later, a damn of hormones rushed through her. She moaned low as she gushed over him, queefing noisily as she shook her head. The rush was so intense, she wondered briefly if it would kill her.

  She barely noticed the swell in the music as he fucked her harder, driving her orgasm to new heights. She slapped his leg, gasping his name, before entering a state of mumbled gibberish. He pulled out suddenly to tease her slip with his cock ring. She almost cried at the sharp blast of raw need that flooded her as she throbbed where he’d vacated.

  Her body’s response had barely registered before he thrust inside once again. She howled his name as her body seized under him. He grabbed her hips and fucked her harder, sending their noisy session into a new tempo. Holding her down by the nape of the neck, he said, “From now on, I will control when you come,” His hips curled, driving his cock into a new position deep inside her, “…how hard you come,” He bumped his hips against hers as he finished with, “…and when you stop coming.”