Room Four

He enters.

I follow.

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The hallway.

Seven doors.

One has already been opened.

Choose carefully.

ROOM FOUR

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The fourth handle feels warmer than the last.

I draw a steadying breath.

Then I push the door open.

I finally understand the lighting as I walk into this room with a dim green glow. Despite the green, the room is still sensual. He has made rainbow rooms—just for me. He smirks, reading my mind.

“You finally figured it out, rainbow. Took you long enough.”

“But that means you did this before we officially met,” I say, my eyes widening in surprise. “How long before?”

“A week after I saw you in that dive Nero’s.” Geezus, this man's obsession has no limits.

A knock on the door makes my heart nosedive into my stomach, and my vagina clench excitedly.

In the middle of this room is a large bed. No frame, no headboard, just a black base and a mattress covered in a luxurious black sheet. Plain and simple. Because the focus today is on me and the person on the other side of the door.

“This will be the only time I share you, Sienna. So make it worthwhile.” Damon moves towards the door but stops when I grab his arm.

“You will not do anything, right?” My pinched brow and serious expression make him laugh as he cups my cheek.

“Rainbow, there is no one other than you that commands my dick. And it is not who is on the other side that is making it hard now. Though I do like your jealousy, it is unnecessary. There's nothing that compares to you. Nothing and no one. So there's not a fucking chance I’ll be ‘exploring’ anyone's cunt but yours tonight.”

While utterly crude, his words make me smile as they are also reassuring. I don’t even know why I am looking for it. I know how Damon feels about me. He would do anything for me. That much his actions have already proved.

I release his arm, and he opens the door.

She is everything I want. Since first seeing her in Sin’s playroom when Damon finally agreed to take me there. Julia. She introduced herself to me, and her not-so-subtle flirting had made me slightly uncomfortable at the time. I realize it is because I like her too. Sexually. Instead of Damon being angry with my feelings, he said it is natural, and as long as I am still his, he doesn’t mind me exploring and experiencing this with her. And so here she is.

Curvy, with a jiggly, bouncing ass. Big, natural breasts. Blond hair pulled into a high tight ponytail. Smooth skin showcased in a red bra and g-string.

She smiles at me but says nothing. She is only allowed to talk when spoken to. Damon's rule so that she doesn’t irritate him.

I’m nervous and excited, and the combination makes me feel giddy. I’ve never been with a woman before.

Damon walks over to seating along the wall before dropping into it, his arms spread out along the backrest. It gives him the perfect view of the bed.

When I look at her, she smiles and winks, taking the lead by walking up to me and taking my hand before leading me to the bed.

God, I’m so aroused right now. She faces me at the foot of the bed and then hooks her finger into the strap of my black lingerie slip before slowly dragging it down my arm, exposing one breast.

Her finger trails over my shoulder, down over my clavicle, over the curve of my breast, before circling the now hard nipple that stiffens further under her gentle stroke. She licks her lips, her blue eyes dropping from mine to my tit that she is gently squeezing. Her lips glisten under the light, plump and soft.

Her eyelashes flutter as she raises her hand and slides down the other strap so that the material drops to the floor, leaving me completely naked. Both hands palm my breasts, and then her mouth is on them, alternating, her smooth, warm tongue circling my sensitive nipple before she gently nips it, earning her a moan.

She raises her head and steps forward, her hand sliding up my arm and neck before delving into my loose hair. Then, her smooth lips touch mine. Everything is soft. Her lips, her tongue, her skin against mine. It's different from kissing a man. Our tongues duel as I slide my hands up her back, finally finding the courage to touch her.

She pushes me gently onto the bed, and I prop myself up as I watch her unclasp her bra. Her massive breasts bounce with every movement, and when she bends down to slide her g-string off, her beautiful heavy lobes dangle and swing before bouncing back into place as she stands upright.

Her pussy is clean-shaven and smooth, matching mine. She is also glistening with moisture. Another state that I no doubt mirror.

She places her hands on my knees, her eyes locking with mine as she spreads them apart, exposing me to her hungry gaze.

She leans forward, smiling at me while biting her lip as if holding herself back. She wants to say something.

“What?” I ask, her eyes drifting from my exposed center to meet mine.

“You have a beautiful pussy, Sienna.” Fuck. Damon grunts in agreement, drawing my gaze. He smirks and nods his head slightly.

“I bet you taste as good,” she says, her hand moving forward to swipe her index finger through my slit. She pops her finger into her mouth, her red lips pouting as she sucks her finger clean, moaning as she does.

She leans forward, her hands on my inner thigh as she spreads me further apart. Her breath fans my core, the cold feeling brief before her wet, warm mouth latches onto my labia. Her tongue slides through my slit and then pushes into my hole, my muscles clenching around the intrusion. She fucks her tongue into me while her thumb finds my clit, circling the hard nub that is singing with sensation, a tune I know as the orgasm starts building. She laps at my entrance and sucks on my clit until I am delirious. With a final swirl of her thumb, I gush all over her tongue while she moans in delight.

She crawls up my body, our breasts meeting as she kisses me, deep and fast, leaving no room to wonder how worked up she is. The taste of me on her tongue mixed in with her softness and the thought that I am kissing a woman amplifies the eroticism of this moment. And then, knowing that Damon is watching me, it all adds to the sexual tension cocktail that is brewing.

I lift my leg, which meets with her center, the wetness there obvious as she grinds against my leg. We pull apart, breathless.

“I want you to sit on my face,” I say, my face blazing red as I issue an instruction I have been issued many times. And the power that accompanies it as she smiles at me is addictive.

She shimmies up my body, her hands finding purchase on the wall behind us that the bed is pushed up against before she lowers herself onto my waiting mouth. I don’t quite know what I was expecting. I have tasted Damons come many times, but this tastes different. It's creamy and silky. Moreish.

I don’t know what I am doing, but I know what I like, and so I do that.

“Oh my god, yes,” she says quietly, forgetting the rule of not talking. But it is perfect. At least this way, I know what I am doing is enjoyable. And suddenly, I understand why Damon likes me being vocal.

She aches her back and grinds gently against my mouth, another sign that I am on the right path. When my mouth closes around her clit, and I insert two fingers into her warmth, she starts thrusting against them. Her movements become jerky, and she moans louder before she screams out, her body arching forward as her orgasm clenches my fingers and coats my tongue. It's an amazing experience.

Smiling, she climbs off me and then off the bed, her beautiful body swaying as she walks over to the wall, retrieving a double-sided dildo from the shelf.

My eyes dart over to Damon, who is looking only at me while he strokes his cock. The smirk he gives me makes me blush.

“Are you enjoying yourself, rainbow?”

“I am Daddy Damon.” His eyes turn to slits.

“It doesn’t end when she leaves,” he warns, and while I know he isn’t jealous of her, I want to assure him that he is still the only one for me.

“You’re all I need,” I reassure him as Julia returns to the bed, my words not at all discouraging. This, between her and I, wasn’t about love. She knew it. I knew it. It was about me exploring and enjoying myself sexually. But Damon would always have my heart.

She smiles and then quirks her eyebrow, her blue eyes twinkling with mischief, as she holds the dildo up before popping it into her mouth. Then she drags it down her body before inserting it into her pussy, pumping it twice, and then pulling it out. With her juices glistening on the pink object, she climbs onto the bed and then drags it down my inner thigh before inserting it torturously slowly into my buzzing core. Her juices mix with mine, and the thought of that makes my stomach clench, as if I am on the edge of a rollercoaster, waiting to fall over.

She slips her left leg under my right and then puts her right leg over mine while she pumps the dildo into my now incredibly moist center. With everything going on, all this newness, I feel an orgasm unfurl, its unexpected presence surprising me.

She guides her core toward the other side of the dildo, and I watch as her weeping cunt engulfs the tip before it slides further in. I lean back as she pushes forward, moist centers meeting, and the feeling so delicious that I gasp. She grips my hips, scissoring me against her as we find a rhythm. We kiss, we fondle, we embrace as we grind against one another, the physical sensation so intoxicating that we are both panting and moaning.

When I look at Damon, he is leisurely stroking his cock, his eyes on me constantly.

When her thumb grazes and then circles my clit, my eyes widen as my orgasm rushes forward. I break contact with dark chocolate brown eyes to lock with blue ones. I want us to come at the same time, so as she circles my clit, I gently pinch hers, and just like that, we are coming. Hard and intense.

Damon growls, and before I know what is happening, Julia is moving out of the way as Damon grabs my ankles and then flips me over, the dildo slipping out of me to land on the bed.

He pulls my hips up and towards the end of the bed, and then he thrusts his cock deeply into me, the fullness making me cry out.

I feel Julia shift on the bed, and then her pussy appears in front of me, the smirk on her face as her eyes dip to her messy cunt, making me smile. And then I dive in.

It is not long before all three of us find release. Damon's hard, fast thrusts push me forward while Julia grinds against my mouth, the friction igniting an orgasm that explodes at the same time mine does, with Damon following moments later. It one of the most intense moments of my life. And its all thanks to the man behind me, his arms gently pulling me close as he whispers in my ear.

“Fucking perfect, rainbow.”

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The latch catches with a soft click.

Three remain.