Dashing devil 5 bold beg.., p.33
Dashing Devil 5: Bold Beginnings, page 33
“Thank-herk-you,” Daisy’s gratitude was broken by a sob as new tears sprang to her eyes. “I could use a little time. I’ll be fine by lunch though.”
“It would be fine if you weren’t,” Boyd replied with his warmest rumble as she started to make her way toward her room. “Take as long as you need. We can manage a few meals on our own.”
“No, I’ll make lunch. I appreciate the morning off, but staying busy has been good for me. See you then,” Daisy said before she fluttered off to her room.
Boyd sighed as he watched her go. The lives the Ascended had ended were only part of the damage they had done. Daisy was a prime example of how each loss rippled out and caused harm to every life that the victims had touched.
Soon, their evil would be brought to light and the monsters would get what they deserved.
Chapter 34
Boyd sat at the edge of the bed where he had been deposited by Mindy and Hope before they disappeared together into the goth’s walk-in closet. He busied himself by paying close attention to the Bonds he shared with the two women. Feeling the building anticipation within each of them, he let it fuel his own. His angel’s excitement was blended with anxiety, just enough to make the experience delicious for her.
He picked up that being alone with Mindy and having the goth prepare her for him was thrilling in a strange way, both a little scary and enticing for his angelic love. The big demon had enough insight into the woman and her proclivities by now to understand some of it, but not why it got attached to Mindy.
‘I’ve made a promise not to tell you what was discussed the other night,’ the Mindy in his mind spoke up, ‘but I can see that you’ve figured out that Hope seems to crave a fall from grace much like you crave pushing your lovers to the very limits of their pleasure. Use that for context and think of it from her perspective, especially from when she last knew me.’
Boyd put a little thought into it while still paying close attention to his Bonds. He had obviously been caught up in his own issues at the time and had done a lot of harm to Hope and Silvie by pulling so firmly away from them. Back then he’d thought he was inherently evil, and he was certain they would be better off if he kept his distance.
He had been wrong about many things.
He knew he wasn’t fully responsible for those mistakes. He had been young and under the effects of both educational programming and literal brainwashing—but that didn’t erase the hurt his pulling away had caused. When people experienced pain, they looked for a cause so they could avoid it in the future.
Hope never would have blamed him. She also was under the effects of programming and brainwashing, depending on when her compulsions had been removed. She couldn’t have blamed The Authority, which only left her one place to put it.
Sure, Boyd had pulled away from her and everyone else for a while before Mindy was taken from him, but he became much more adamant about it after what had happened. Then, after years of blaming her for the harm Hope, Silvie and Boyd had experienced, for the Mind Powered goth to have showed back up and have been welcomed into his life before her? And not only that, but his ex had set him on a mission against The Authority—something the angel had not been aware of before coming to the base. It was no wonder she’d held a grudge and was less than trusting.
To Hope, there was a very real possibility that Mindy had turned from the righteous path and had manipulated those she loved into joining her. He was fairly sure that it wasn’t a good sign for her sense of moral preservation that the angel was so willing to throw in with them. He did take comfort in the fact that she was not turning evil because he already had and she was willing to throw anything and everything away because she wanted to be with him. But that was only because he hadn’t turned to evil.
‘Kuh-he,’ Mindy laughed. Then she continued with a warm tone, ‘Yes, it’s a very good thing that she became obsessed with you at a young age—the calm, strong, patient, caring, tough, and dependable boy who saved her countless times. I shudder to think what might have happened to her if she’d attached her drives to a lesser man, one who would have abused her.’
A shudder ran down Boyd’s spine at the thought.
‘No. Forget I mentioned it.’ Mindy wiped the idea away before it could gain much ground. ‘She found you, and latched on to you—the one who will help her explore her drives safely. But now isn’t the time for dark thoughts.’
The door to the closet opened and Boyd wondered why she’d bothered using her Power to clear his mind, knowing that the sight of her would derail such dark thoughts. Hell, it derailed anything remotely close to a coherent thought, dark or otherwise.
Mindy stepped out first. Her raven hair was pulled into a loose bun and she had a smirk on her darkly painted lips. His gothic love wore a black leather bustier with garters that connected to thigh-high platform boots, her choker, and nothing else as far as he could tell. She held a wooden box in one hand as she swayed towards him.
Mindy took a step to the side to reveal the angel that trailed behind her. Hope’s long golden hair was left to fall in waves down her back. She wore a set of lingerie made up of scraps of white lace held in place by gold ribbons that crisscrossed to wrap around her supple form. She had garters, as well, but they were connected to two golden straps that wrapped so tightly around her thighs that the pale flesh pushed out above and below the wide cloth ribbons. Her lower legs and feet were completely bare.
She walked on her toes, carefully placing one foot in front of the other to make sure her hips rocked back and forth with each step.
‘Stay seated,’ Mindy urged when he thought to rise to meet them. ‘Just give her that in-control smirk of yours that we all love… and yes, keep your eyes on her right now. I need you to play along for the setup, but otherwise your only role today is to be yourself. I’ll let you know when to take over.’
Boyd had begun letting his eyes roam over Hope, drinking her flawless form in from the moment he saw her. At Mindy’s instructions, he schooled his awed expression into the practiced smirk that she’d requested.
Hope came to a stop before him, her halo burning a warm, lovely pink. Though less than a foot shorter than him when standing, she tilted her head down and looked up at his seated figure through her long lashes. Seeing his confident grin, she gave him a radiant smile.
Now that she was closer, Boyd realized that she wore more makeup than he’d ever seen on her—which still wasn’t much. Some mascara darkened her already long lashes and she wore a thin rim of eyeliner with just a dusting of shimmering gold eyeshadow gracing her eyelids. Her lips were painted a slightly darker pink than their normal tone and finished with a high sheen.
He felt an itch across their Bond that he had come to recognize as Mindy using her Power on one of his Devoted a moment before Hope’s wings spread wide and Mindy stepped up behind her. His darkest love leaned down close to her ear once the angel’s wings were out of her way, the platform heels of her boots making her taller than the barefooted angel.
“Tell him what you want,” Mindy purred in Hope’s ear, giving Boyd a lascivious smile.
He sensed that while Mindy was acting in a role that wasn’t to her tastes, she found she was enjoying it much more than she’d expected.
‘Kuh-he,’ she giggled. ‘I have to admit, Raev hyped it up pretty well.’
“I would like Mindy to use her Power to teach me how best to pleasure you,” Hope said with an earnest sincerity that contained none of the arousal the admission caused to bubble up inside of her. “I want her to control my movements and show me directly how to serve you, my Lord.”
“Good girl,” Mindy murmured as she reached out to stroke Hope’s golden hair. She turned her smoky gaze to him and said, “I won’t be removing either Hope’s consciousness or ability to speak. Her safe word is pineapple—not that you need safe words with the Bond. Are you okay with me turning her into your dirty little slut for a few hours?”
Before Boyd could respond positively—because it sure as hell sounded like it could be fun and Mindy, his moral compass, was apparently on board with it—his gothic love added privately, ‘Hesitate… just for a moment.’
Boyd pursed his lips, a look of consideration on his face as if he was contemplating the morality of what his angel had requested.
After a moment Mindy purred in Hope’s ear, “I think you’ll have to beg, dear.”
“Please, my Lord. I want this… No, I need this,” Hope said as earnestly as he’d ever heard her as the fire inside her rose to just beneath the surface. “I know I can serve you better, with all that I am. But you are too gentle to show me how on my own. Please, Lord, let her show me at least once so that I can learn. Please say yes.”
Boyd restrained a sigh, wondering just what dark desires he would have to enact to satisfy his angel.
‘We’ll get you started on resolving that today. And while we’re at it, I found the source of the problem with trusting me, now that I’m in her head. It isn’t complex but will take time to resolve—at least if we do so the right way. For now, though, simply give your approval.’
“Yes,” the big demon said.
Mindy smirked at him from behind his angel, but didn’t respond.
When Boyd said nothing more than that, the fire he sensed raging within Hope sputtered and dimmed as her face first lifted in expectation, but then clouded in concern when he gave no further indication of what he meant.
He let that concern grow for a moment before continuing, “Mindy, you may use your Power on Hope to do as she requested,” Boyd said.
He was glad that Mindy was finally involved. The version of empathy the Bond and his Power granted him helped him figure out a lot about what his loves needed, but reading thoughts and memories was much more precise.
“Be a good girl and kneel before your Lord, right between his legs,” Mindy said and Boyd felt the itch across Hope’s Bond as his gothic love used her Power to enforce the command.
Hope stepped forward and kneeled directly between Boyd’s knees as the fire that burned within her flared up higher than ever into a raging inferno and her wings rustled with a shiver.
Mindy stepped up behind the kneeling angel, passing the box over Hope’s shoulder and still spread wings to Boyd. “Please put that on her,” the gothic mistress instructed.
Boyd took the simple stained and polished box. He opened it to find a white leather collar with a padded, red velvet lining with a golden buckle.
“I will only use my Power on her freely until that is removed,” Mindy explained as she reached down and stroked Hope’s hair. Then she added, “Give him your neck.”
Hope lifted her chin to present her slender throat to him, the fire raging ever hotter as Boyd lifted the collar from the box and set the simple container to the side. He carefully wrapped the collar around his angel’s neck and then fastened it, all the while staring into her azure eyes
Mindy explained, ‘Think of it as a safety net for her, though you should probably use it to designate when it is acceptable and you are prepared to allow her to embrace this side of herself.’
“It does look lovely on you,” Boyd rumbled as he cupped her cheek with one hand once the collar was securely in place. With the fingers of the other, he traced the rim of the collar and enjoyed the differences and similarities between the supple leather and her pale, flawless skin.
“Thank you, my Lord.” Hope’s cheeks tinged with a faint blush at the simple compliment, though kneeling before him and being collared had not elicited such a response.
“Good girl. Now take off his shorts,” Mindy commanded as she stroked Hope’s hair again.
Boyd lifted his hips and shifted his legs to allow her to tug them down and off, exposing his half-hardened cock.
“Kiss him hello,” she added with a purr and another stroke of her hair, the familiar itch confirming the use of her Power.
Hope’s wings shivered again as she leaned forward and wrapped her amazingly soft fingers around his semi-hard shaft as she lifted the head of his cock to her plush lips in a tender kiss. She held it there for a long moment as azure eyes that shined with adoration remained locked onto his own.
When Hope’s wings folded in, Mindy stepped around her to sit on the bed beside Boyd. From there, his gothic love pulled her legs up beside her and tucked her shoulder into his armpit as her arm wrapped around his back under his wings. This pushed her supple, leather-boosted breasts into his side. She stretched her other arm out and with black painted fingernails, stroked Hope’s hair.
Boyd adjusted his arm on that side until he was able to grab a handful of her supple ass, supporting her while she lounged against him. If his fingers slowly kneaded the soft cushion that covered the firm core of muscle underneath, it was a completely unconscious action.
“Look at your good little angel,” Mindy cooed as she continued to pet the locks of his blonde-haired love. “She is so eager and willing to serve her Lord.”
Hope deepened the figurative kiss, pulling his tip between her lips and rolling her tongue against his glans.
Boyd rapidly stiffened, pushing further into her mouth with a groan as he reached his full length. Mindy’s words and his physical response caused the fire within Hope that hadn’t dimmed in the least to swell up within her to a new height. The room echoed with another lovely feather-on-feather rustling sound as her wings shivered behind her.
“Hope asked me to speak for her, now that I’ve seen what the issue is,” Mindy continued softly in Boyd’s ear. “She knows it is against your nature to allow us to pleasure you without reciprocating. But that is part of why she keeps pushing for more. You always insist on ensuring she experiences physical pleasure, but do not understand that serving you with her body is something spiritual for her. It is quite literally about the service—giving of herself selflessly without receiving either a reward or a benefit.”
“Mhmmm!” Hope hummed to confirm the statement. And since her lips were pressed to the side of his shaft when she released the little hum, it sent tingles down his spine.
‘It feeds her degradation kink,’ Mindy added privately, ‘which partially stems from her Change but also from the expectations of perfection and purity everyone placed on her while growing up… even before her Change. And yes, she begged that I help you understand her like this. I say this privately, though, because this part wouldn’t have been sexy for her to hear.’
While Mindy was explaining his angel’s eccentricities, Hope had slowly pulled his head from her mouth and began placing kisses along the length of his shaft. She maintained eye contact as much as possible, pure joy shining in her innocent gaze. Once every inch of his length had been graced by her plush lips’ gentle kiss, she dipped down lower to softly suckle his jewels. From there, she licked back up his shaft before again taking his head into her inviting mouth to lavish it with nonverbal praise.
It didn’t take Boyd long to realize that Hope was using one of the techniques Silvie had picked up after months of figuring out what he liked most.
‘Yes,’ Mindy agreed, ‘Silvie allowed me to access a few select memories for just such occasions and now I’m sharing them with Hope. Raev did, too… but Tinker isn’t there yet.’
Boyd restrained a groan and Hope tightened her lips around the rim of his head and rolled her tongue back and forth across his glans.
‘I would normally admonish your silly pride at even trying to restrain that… but, in this case, it is for the best. Your stoic act stokes a fire within her. If needed, I will help. Especially when she does this…”
Hope switched styles abruptly at another stroke of her hair, working her lips around his head as she pulled back to kiss just the tip once more. Then, she slowly opened her mouth as her pink tongue extended to curl under his head before slurping him back into her warm, wet mouth.
Boyd didn’t need help restraining the hum that wanted to spring forth, but it was a near thing.
Hope repeated the process, slowly rocking her chin back and forth as she kissed the head of his cock passionately, tongue lolling around underneath while her lips tenderly caressed it. Her soft fingertips began to slide up and down the length of his shaft as her palms twisted just a little, rubbing along it. That was Mindy’s favored style, but the half-lidded eyes that stared up at him with unblinking devotion were azure blue instead of the bright amethyst he had come to expect while experiencing such sensations.
“Isn’t your angel a good girl?” Mindy cooed as she leaned into him as they both watched Hope slowly service him as she stroked the angel’s golden hair.
“Yes, you’re a good girl, my fallen angel,” Boyd reached out with the hand that wasn’t massaging Mindy’s plush rear to stroke Hope’s hair on the other side. He felt the pure joy radiating down their Bond as his gothic love controlled her movements to give him pleasure. It blended with the fire that burned within her, smoothing it out into what he could only describe as bliss.
Chapter 35
Surprisingly, there was a swirl of confusion mixed in, as well.
Mindy, having heard the thoughts attached to the confusion, answered Hope’s unasked question. “Boyd does enjoy rougher techniques, but is thoroughly enjoying your current, masterly technique.”
She ran her darkly painted nails through Hope’s golden tresses as she used her Power to demonstrate said technique using his angel’s mouth. With a groan, Hope opened her lips wide and sank down on his shaft until his tip met resistance. She closed her lips around his girth and writhed her tongue along the bottom of his shaft for a moment before opening her mouth again wide enough to suck in a breath around him. Then, she relaxed her throat and pushed down until he was buried in it and her nose pressed into the patch of dark, curly hair that was the only body hair he possessed.
Boyd turned a grunt into a little hum of pleasure as she worked her way back up his length with her lips tightly wrapped around him. She rocked back forward as soon as he left her throat, plunging it back down, and coming up again. His angel set a climbing pace for a dozen thrusts until she was fucking her own throat with his cock, her whole body rocking with the movement while still trying to maintain as much eye contact as possible.
