Owned (Office Intrigue Book 8) by Nicole Edwards (year 2 reading books TXT) 📗

could handle me in every manner, and though they varied between light skin and dark, their bodies were built similarly in that they were tall, leanly muscled, and most importantly, not frail.

Aside from their solid forms and their desire to serve only me, they didn’t have much in common. Or they hadn’t until I’d brought them into my home, acquired them as my property. Being that the seven of them were forced to live together, work together, and interact in a sexual manner, they’d become close. Closer than I’d ever thought they would.

While Auberon went with me whenever I left the island, the others took turns joining us. This trip, I’d brought Rolphe along.

Rolphe, with his medium brown hair and light green eyes, was what some might consider exotically handsome. Right at six feet, he wasn’t too big, not too small, but it was his eagerness that turned me on. Whenever Rolphe was around, I could practically feel his need coming off him in waves, his desire to please me in whatever manner possible. Like the others, he was an incredibly sexual being, and he was one of those who enjoyed being used frequently.

Good thing since I enjoyed the hell out of using him.

“Rolphe,” I said softly as I reached for the button on my jeans. Before I had the zipper lowered, Rolphe shifted forward, kneeling before me, his hands at his sides, eagerly awaiting what was to come.

When it came to sex with them, there was rarely foreplay. We did have our playtime, but that depended solely on my mood and what was going on in my life. Not that they cared one way or the other. I treated them as the possessions they were because that was the agreement we had. What transpired between us had nothing to do with intimacy or emotion. That was not something I wanted, which had been the difficult part of selecting the appropriate males to tend to my needs. They were not here to serve as my companions, they were here to service me in every way, and I’d had to search far and wide before I found those who wanted the same.

Didn’t mean I wasn’t fond of them. I was. They took care of me, and in return, I ensured they were healthy and safe. It was my duty to keep them that way, and it was the only thing I had promised them.

Reaching forward, I slid my hand into Rolphe’s hair, twining my fingers in the dark, silky strands as I tugged his head closer. With my other hand firmly gripping my thick, semi-rigid cock, I fed it between his lips, watching as he opened wide enough to take all of me. His eyes shuttered momentarily, as though he was savoring me. I’d admit, I fucking loved that about him. It turned me on like no other to have males who would do anything I instructed and enjoy it at the same time.

With my hand still gripping his head, holding him still, I slid my dick in, retreated, letting his smooth, warm lips caress me. Unless I told him otherwise, Rolphe would remain like that, allowing me to use him how I wanted.

His mouth was warm, his tongue soft as I pushed in deeper, going slow, enjoying the velvety rasp against delicate nerve endings. It didn’t take long before I was at full mast, continuing to watch as my cock disappeared between his lips and into the hot, wet haven of his mouth. Rolphe’s green eyes glazed over as pleasure consumed him, a soft hum escaping his throat from time to time.

While he didn’t know whether I would fuck him or not, Rolphe would still achieve orgasm if I allowed it. It was a trained response. They had learned to take their pleasure from me taking mine. But they knew not to come when they were with me unless I explicitly gave them permission.

Just another thing many people wouldn’t understand.

Some considered my lifestyle perverse or even immoral. Maybe it was. But the males I’d taken ownership of were here because this was where they wanted to be. They lived the life they’d longed to live. Each of them had a desire to serve at my pleasure. It worked for all of us.

“Suck,” I commanded, gripping his hair with one hand, rolling my hips forward as I buried my cock deep in his throat. “God, yes.”

Reaching over, I slid my other hand into Auberon’s hair, tightened my grip until his face pinched. “Watch.”

Auberon’s eyes focused on my cock disappearing into Rolphe’s mouth, his pleasure etched on his fine features.

Holding on to them both, I fucked Rolphe’s face then, my hips maintaining a steady rhythm as the pleasure consumed me. Because I enjoyed seeing my cock in his mouth, the way his tongue curled around the thick shaft, I held off for as long as I could, but eventually, I was overwhelmed.

My thoughts drifted to Braelyn, and I briefly wondered what she would think if she knew I was in here taking my pleasure from one of those who’d pledged to see to my every need.

“Suck,” I bit out. “Hard.”

Auberon moaned at the same time Rolphe’s cheeks hollowed, and it was almost enough to send me over. Releasing Auberon, I fisted both hands in Rolphe’s hair, fucked his face several more times before jerking him forward and burying my cock as deep in his throat as I could go. A growl barreled up my throat as I exploded, followed by a satisfied shudder that traveled down my spine as I released him, sliding my hand once over his hair to show my approval.

Sitting back on his heels, Rolphe didn’t move until I’d neatly tucked my cock back in my jeans, adjusted my shirt. When I turned away from him, he was resuming his position beside Auberon, where they would remain until I gave them something else to do.

And yes, I found the notion of them sucking my dick then returning to business