Chapter 11

Destiny’s command was a drug in Katie’s veins. On her knees, she leaned forward, her mouth closing over the swollen head of Luca’s cock. The taste of him was salty and musky, a primal flavor that made her own arousal spike. She took him deep, her throat relaxing to accept his length, her tongue swirling around the frenulum as she sucked with a desperate, hungry rhythm. The metal bars of the cage pressed into her back, a cage she had chosen, a cage that now framed the obscene tableau for anyone to see.

From inside the box, her vision was a tunnel focused solely on Luca’s powerful hips and the intense look on his face. She didn’t see Destiny move until she heard the soft click of the cage door closing. Katie’s eyes flicked up for a second, watching as the blonde woman glided away, a predator with a new target. Destiny moved to the shadows where Rui, Katie’s husband, stood watching, his face a complex mask of arousal and sweetness. With a gentle but firm hand on his arm, Destiny guided him forward, positioning him right next to the cage, so close Katie could see the quickened rise and fall of his chest.

Her gaze locked with Katie’s through the bars, Destiny’s fingers went to work on Rui’s belt. She unbuckled it with slow, theatrical precision, the leather sliding free with a whisper. She didn’t rush. Her hand slipped inside his open trousers, palming the hard bulge straining against his underwear. Rui’s breath hitched, his eyes wide, fixed on his wife feverishly sucking another man’s cock just inches away.