Jeweled Serpent: The Complete Collection

by Silk, Nicole

  She whimpered a yes and moaned as he pulled her hips backwards so she was on her knees before him. Spreading her cheeks wide, he pressed his thumbs near her opening and breathed, “We might have to explore some of your boundaries.”

  More wrecked than she’d been in quite a while, she knew she was locked in a zone where she’d allow him do anything he wanted. With her breath fanning a pillow, she gasped when he pulled out of her and dragged his cock over her twin openings. His bulbous head, pierced with a ring that held a ball, dipped just inside her slit as his thumb pressed against her asshole.

  Driving his cock from side to side, he squeezed her cheek with his hand to keep her hips still as she writhed under him. The fact that he was closing in on her boundaries only wrecked Meredith’s world even more. No man, even Frenchie, had managed to talk her into going there. Of course, they’d tried talking instead of action. Jacob hadn’t bothered with words.

  She moaned the encouraging safe word, “Green!”

  An invasive but not unpleasant feeling took hold of her as Jacob’s thumb pressed into her anal opening. She cursed as another rush of hormonal brew flooded her system. As her body went beyond what her mind was ready for, Meredith glanced back and saw him thrust the long rigid beaded pole into her. At the same time, he thrust his cock all the way to her cervix.

  Meredith’s world crashed around her. Feeling as though she’d left earth and entered a zone she’d never before seen, she gaped as numbers rained down to splatter into puddles within her mind. Opening her eyes, she tried to tell him but was caught in the next hormonal pulse. As if unplugged, her body sank forward and collapsed under her.

  He pulled the anal beads free, dropping them to the floor, as Jacob rode her bodily to the bed. Surrounding her, he curled his hips to piston into her. Rubbing his cheek across her skin, he manipulated her senses as he let his own control fly. Biting her side and driving her into a helpless squirm, he fucked her harder. The last couple of thrusts, his harsh grunts bounced off the walls.

  Meredith ground against him, still caught in the throes of her heightened hormonal response. He stroked her back, flexing deep within her as she clenched around him. Slowly, he brought her back to reality before pulling out to temporary leave her laying spent on the bed.

  He came back with a warm towel to gently clean her. When she turned over, he said, “We’re expected back at the party. Before we go, I have to know if you’re okay with what’s going on regarding Luke.”

  Her eyes narrowed, “You can’t fault me for feeling rejected. I understand he thinks he’s protecting me but from what? Himself? I’m his wife. That’s ridiculous!”

  Jacob nodded, “I understand your feelings.” Studying her face, he said with a sad smile, “Luke cannot give you what you want. His bedroom style is for letting out aggressions verses caring emotions, M. It would do neither of you any good.”

  She frowned, “He could at least try.”

  Taking a deep breath, Jacob nodded, “Maybe one day he will but it won’t be anytime soon. In the meantime, we can work with you both. You can explore boundaries while he builds them.”

  Meredith suddenly asked, “What does he want that I can’t provide?”

  “Lactation, anal sex, cock and ball torture…that’s the stuff he likes done to himself. With all due respect, I’d rather not mention stuff that he likes to do to women.”

  Her eyes widened, “Oh.”

  Pulling her into his arms, he said, “Your patience and trust are required here, M. You are more connected to Luke than you think. He worships the ground you walk on. He just lives in a different place than you when it comes to sex.”

  She found what she’d worn to the event and started to carefully dress as she thought about her discovery. She’d worked so hard to accept a different style of play that she’d forgotten about deeper connections like she’d just felt with Jacob. She paused and asked him, “Does he connect with them?”

  He immediately nodded, “He wouldn’t continue with the person if he didn’t connect with them.” Pulling her to him, he asked, “If you see him with Terri tonight, will you just turn away and leave matters be?”

  Taking a deep breath, she nodded, “Will you stick by me?”

  He zipped her dress up and said, “Yes. I won’t leave your side.”

  She found her short boots and strapped them on. He grinned and slid one of her long black- and silver-jeweled serpents into his pocket as he said, “Will you fight me for it later?”

  Grinning, she said, “You never told me that you knew martial arts.”

  He brushed her cheek affectionately with his, “My apologies, my Love. It must have slipped my mind.”

  She grinned and nuzzled into him, “I’ll fight you for it.”

  Hooking her arm in his, she followed him to the door with a smile. He patted her hand and said, “To seal the deal, I need a kiss.”

  She grinned and slowed, thinking he meant to kiss her, but he shook his head, “A kiss between you and your husband.”

  She stumbled but he caught her. Her mind raced as she asked, “Why?”

  He paused outside the back deck of The Jeweled Serpent and said, “As a signal that everyone’s on board with this.”

  She nodded and muttered a shaky, “Okay.”

  His hand slid down to her back, ushering her toward the entrance. When Luke appeared, her eyes widened. He wore a peculiar expression, guarded as if he held back a world of emotion. She approached him with her heart slamming in her chest. When she was within reach, he pulled her into his arms and asked, “Are you sure that you want to do this?”

  She nodded, taking his face in her hands, “I get your world, Luke. I simply want to show you how much I love you.”

  A ravenous look flitted across his face as his lips dipped towards hers. She could remember being kissed twice by him—once in college and at their wedding—but they were nothing like this one. It fueled her desire for him, yet left her wanting more. She stumbled backward, frowning up at him and glimpsing his lust-blown eyes before he turned away.

  Guardians

  Jeweled Serpent

  Book 4

  Nicole Silk

  Faith Lewis glanced nervously around at the sound of approaching motorcycles. The neighboring county to Hallow was home to The Serpents, a mysterious community of bikers which normally stayed in the background. The Serpent’s members roared out of hiding when Luke Powers, infamous for his wealth and listed as Sexiest Man of the Year, came into town for events.

  Standing in front of The Hallow County Courthouse, her eyes widened as a man covered in more facial hair than Faith, in all her eighteen years on earth, had seen. Hard brown eyes met hers as he stepped forward and thrust a hand out, “My name is Zach. Your mother sent me.”

  Jumpy and a bit awkward by nature, Faith Lewis projected an all-American beauty to which she was completely oblivious. Smiling anxiously, she nodded, “If my mom trusts you, that’s good enough for me.”

  Amusement bled into his eyes, “Becca is a good woman. You’re lucky to have her as a mother.”

  For her eighteenth birthday, Faith’s mother promised something that would change her life forever. Knowing that her mother worked for Luke Powers, she hoped to meet the man that she’d had a crush on forever.

  She looked around and shyly asked the biker, “Mom said that you’re his bodyguard.”

  Zach nodded, amusement sparkling in his brown eyes, and motioned toward the other bikers, “Have you ever ridden a bike, Faith?”

  She shook her head as he offered her a helmet. Stepping forward, she studied it before saying in a small voice, “You’ll have to help me.”

  Zack’s eyes softened slightly as he took the helmet again. Seating it expertly on her head, he clipped the chinstrap and patted the seat behind him, “Hang on tight and move with my body.”

  Faith suddenly felt breathless as she straddled the huge machine and wrapped her arms around the biker’s massive chest. At almost six feet tall, Faith’s hands s
till only rested on each side of his chest. His calloused fingers suddenly brushed her hands to lower them. The bike roared to life under her, vibrating her body until she thought that her teeth would crack.

  A police cruiser pulled out before two bikes. Zach pulled forward, followed by a few more bikes and another police cruiser. Faith bit her bottom lip, scrunching down behind the massive biker with her cheek to his back. Her long blond hair streamed out under the helmet. She had no idea where they were taking her.

  Scrunching her eyes shut, she focused on the fact that her mother knew these guys. Faith had seen her bring home the same black and silver serpent logo that the community wore on their jackets. Clinging to Zach’s massive torso throughout the journey, Faith thought about what the mysterious gift could be again. Her mother wasn’t normal by any stretch of the imagination. Divorced from Faith’s father, Becca ran an elite shoe shop for Luke Powers. When asked about it, she was always rather vague. One thing Faith did know was that she was being groomed to take over her mother’s position one day.

  Becca had told her on her eighteenth birthday that her training would soon start. She briefly wondered if that was the surprise. Looking forward to a short visit with her mother before heading to the mysterious surprise, Faith fixed questions in her mind that she intended to ask.

  Lost in her thoughts, Faith sat up when they slowed at a stop light. Zach yelled over his shoulder, “Tighten your grip. Curvy road up ahead.”

  She flattened her body against his, smelling leather and something raw and visceral that did funny things to her breathing. With her thighs snuggly against the backs of his and her breasts pressed to his back, she couldn’t help but think that they made a perfect fit. With every ripple of muscle under her hands, she began to determine which way he would lean so she could lean with him.

  By the time they arrived at their destination, she was enjoying the ride and had forgotten all about the questions. She almost groaned at the loss of her newfound game when he pulled up to her huge house and cut the motorcycle’s engine. She sat there for a long minute holding him and savoring the feel before he patted her hand.

  She sat up straight to find Zach glancing back at her with a measure of appreciation and something so profound that Faith suddenly missed her youth. She’d seen that raw look on men’s faces before. Quickly unwrapping her arms, she scrambled off the back of his bike. He swung his leg over and asked, “Are you sure you’ve never ridden?”

  She nodded, causing him to emit a surprised sound and say, “You’re a natural.”

  She glanced up at him before ripping her eyes off his and to the ground. Trying to think of something to say, she blurted out, “That was fun.”

  His mouth twitched, “Yeah, I suppose it was.”

  Her mother, Becca, suddenly appeared and said, “Faith, are you okay?”

  She nodded, quickly gathering her wits as she turned to say, “I enjoyed the ride but why can’t I just drive my car?”

  Zach stared at her for a long moment before slowly nodding. He glanced at Faith and answered, “The place we’re headed to is not on any map. We like to keep it that way.”

  Becca’s guarded expression gave nothing away to her daughter. Faith was ignorant to what went on at The Jeweled Serpent, an elite club catering to the fulfillment of sexual fantasies. Becca’s job was to manage a small shoe shop where select clients were sent for a gift that lead them, in turn, to the Jeweled Serpent.

  Becca’s daughter, Faith, had grown up seeing a black and silver, jeweled serpent logo around the house. She’d seen the slender black- and diamond-encrusted boot jewelry laying about as well. She knew her mother was in charge of an elite shoe shop. That’s all she knew.

  Becca motioned for her daughter to come inside for a moment. She sat her down and said, “Before they arrive at The Jeweled Serpent, Zach will blindfold you. It’s necessary that you know as little as possible about the location.” She took a deep breath and sighed heavily before continuing, “I have to tell you something about how this place operates. They cater to wealthy kinksters and the BDSM crowd. Do you know what that means?”

  Faith shook her head so Becca explained, “Faith, sex is not always sweet and gentle.” Taking a deep breath, she said, “Your training for my replacement starts now. I promise it’s not the birthday surprise.”

  Wide eyed, Faith nodded and asked, “Am I going to get to meet your sexy boss?”

  Becca laughed and said, “Faith, you should know me better than that. I’m not telling you.”

  With a frustrated groan, Faith whined, “Can’t you give me a hint?”

  Becca shrugged, “I can promise that you’ll love it.”

  Becca had never had what society would deem a normal relationship with her daughter. Her daughter had no clue that Zach, the man she was riding with on the chopper, was Luke’s brother. She would not only meet Luke but she was about to have her virginity taken by his brother. Becca had arranged it.

  Faith scowled but stopped when Becca pointedly said, “You’re eighteen now, Faith. Be careful.”

  She didn’t tell her daughter that the man driving her also had instructions to teach her how to please a man between the sheets. Faith had always been too shy for her own good. At Becca’s job, that shyness may not be beneficial.

  In her world, Becca interviewed females that wanted something beyond normal in the bedroom. Eyeing her daughter now, Becca marveled over how innocent she still was and wondered how the girl had maintained such in this world.

  Becca sometimes forgot that Faith knew nothing of her elaborate secret. Reality settled around her again as she grinned at her daughter. Practically oozing innocence, Faith assured her, “I’ve taken the birth control every night.”

  Becca smiled, nodding as she asked, “Do you like Zach?”

  Faith blushed, “He’s so huge that I could barely hang on when we were riding. Then I got the hang of it. He said that I was a natural at it.”

  “Did he?” Grinning at the dreamy look on her daughter’s face, Becca knew she wouldn’t have any issues with her. She asked if Faith was hungry.

  “I ate before Zach arrived to pick me up.”

  Becca nodded, wincing over not being able to be there when her daughter had met Zach. She was surprised when Faith suddenly asked, “Can I have a pair of boots and some expensive jewelry now too?”

  Becca rolled her eyes, knowing Faith’s massive collection of boots would only grow larger now. She quickly told her, “You have enough pairs of boots, many of which the serpent could easily adorn. With that being said, you’re already embracing a serpent.”

  Her mother’s pointed last words were spoken at the exact moment that Zach walked up to them. He smoothly asked, “Am I the serpent to which you refer?”

  Grinning, Becca nodded, “You are that, Zach. My daughter is spoiled.”

  Shrugging, Zach told her, “I’ve seen them a lot riper than her at eighteen. Shit, I’ve seen rotten at sixteen. You’re lucky.”

  Faith was grinning at her mother until she turned and looked up at Zach. She did a double take. He was clean-shaven except for trimmed jaw line and around his mouth. Faith wanted to reach up and see if it was rough. It looked rough, like it would scrape and roughen up skin.

  A shiver rocked through her, causing her cheeks to heat. She jerked her eyes away, suddenly very aware of the smell of leather, hint of aftershave, and traces of his male aroma. She’d just realized his similarities to Luke when he motioned toward his bike, “Are you ready to ride? I’ve grabbed all your bags if you want to double check anything.”

  She couldn’t think for his nearness and suddenly couldn’t have cared less what she’d packed or if it was all there. She nodded, needing to hide behind this overly handsome specimen instead of being faced with him. With her thoughts in a jumble, she chastised herself over thinking that he’d want an idiot such as herself. The man could obviously have any female on the planet.

  Her mother suddenly said, “Faith, you have a safe trip. You’r
e in very capable hands with Zach.”

  The look on her mother’s face threw a burst of anxious butterflies into flight in her stomach. Zach straddled the bike and motioned for her do so as well. She settled onto the seat at his back, wrapping her arms around his wide torso once again. The last thing Faith saw was her mother’s knowing smile as they sped away.

  ***

  For the next two and a half hours, Faith clung to Zach once again on the back of the cycle. When they approached The Jeweled Serpent, five of the bikes pulled to side of the road. Zach turned to her, “Your mother should have explained…”

  “She did. I know it’s a secret.”

  He nodded and put the blindfold over her eyes before placing the helmet back on her head. Turning to start the motorcycle, he grinned when she scrunched down behind him again. Setting off for the hidden castle, he spotted the markers and turned with the remaining four of his peers. Within ten minutes, he spotted the huge spire poking from the trees.

  When the sun hit it just right, it appeared to be a huge serpent slithering upon the hillside. To any witnesses, it was an illusion. To those who knew what resided underneath, it was a beacon. He roared up the lane and paused at the gate. Once entrance was allowed, he pulled past walls of stone that flanked a huge oak door and around the hillside to a row of cabins.

  Stopping the motorcycle, he shoved the stand down with the heel of his boot and cut the engine. Turning to Faith, he removed her blindfold and said, “Welcome to The Jeweled Serpent.”

  She glanced around at a huge cooking island amidst a pool, hot tub and wet bar area. A massive deck crawled up the backside of a hill that she realized was false. A huge bank of windows with French doors in the middle exited off the deck. In the opposite direction, a row of ten cabins stood with a forest of trees behind them.

  She lifted one long leg, dismounting from the bike as he motioned for her to follow him. She walked around the side of the structure, studying Zach along with the massive stones they were suddenly approaching. As if the castle grew out of the land itself, huge boulders gave way to smaller stones that crawled up the hillside only to climb over a huge oak door and spread once again. From the front, the dwelling resembled a castle but the back portrayed a resort play land that was open and charming.