The Sea Witch Read online Katee Robert (Wicked Villains #5)

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Wicked Villains Series by Katee Robert
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Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
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Meg steps up easily and spins in a slow circle. “You’re in for a treat tonight.” She was arresting before, but it’s like she’s amped everything up. She commands the stage, commands every eye in the room. “We have a true treasure in our midst—and she’s just for you. A virgin.” She motions with an imperial flick of her fingers, and Aurora tugs me up onto the stage. Meg gives the crowd a slow smile. “Not just any virgin, though. An Olympus virgin.”

Buzzing fills my ears, and I can’t tell if it’s my panicked thoughts or a murmur going through the room. Lean arms go around my waist, and Aurora’s whisper sounds in my ear. “Relax, Zurielle. You’re safe. I have you.”

I close my eyes for a moment and exhale slowly, doing my best to release my tension. I chose this. I am actively choosing it.

“Give her a spin, Aurora.”

Her arms slip away, and she takes my hand again, lifting my arm above my head and spinning me like we’re dancing in slow motion. My dress flares out around my thighs, and Aurora brings me back against her chest. She’s about my height and built petite like I am, but she feels strong enough to hold me up when my legs shake. “Here comes the fun part,” she murmurs.

Meg chuckles, low and husky. “We start the bidding at twenty-five thousand.”

It’s nowhere near enough. I need ten times that much to pay off the rest of Alaric’s loan, more when I add in Hades’s percentage. I start to look at Meg, but Aurora gives my hips a squeeze. “Trust us.”

Movement in the crowd. Meg laughs. “Twenty-five to my dearest Hades. You treat me too well.” Her gaze sweeps the room. “But I think we can do better than that.”

The only warning I get is Aurora’s nimble fingers at the back of my dress and then it’s fluttering down around my feet. I’m still clothed in more than a swimsuit, but it feels different. Especially when Aurora starts skating her hands over my sides. She’s not really touching me anywhere untoward, but it feels good. Really, really good. I shiver as her thumbs skate along the undersides of my small breasts.

“Look at that tight little body.” Meg’s voice has gone husky, as if she didn’t see me in this exact outfit less than an hour ago. “Untouched. Unbreached. I know you, friends. Tell me you wouldn’t get off on being her first, on being the one who introduces her to how good it feels to be filled, to come around fingers and cock and tongue.”

“Fifty thousand,” someone calls.

“Fifty thousand to Malone.”

“Sixty.”

She laughs. “Now we’re talking. Sixty thousand to our new friend in the back.”

Aurora gives me a squeeze. “Ready?”

“Yes,” I whisper. I’m not sure if it’s a lie or not. Things are moving too quickly. There’s too much to focus on, so I choose to focus on Aurora instead of the rest of the room. She’s my pillar in the midst of this, the one thing keeping the panic at bay.

She teases my bra straps over my shoulders, tugging them until she almost exposes me, and lifts her voice. “Seventy-five to see her pretty breasts.”

Meg shoots her an amused look but doesn’t contradict her. Especially when the woman from before—Malone—confirms seventy-five. “Stop teasing the nice bidders, Aurora.”

Aurora’s laugh is light and sweet even as she unhooks my bra and eases it down my arms. She presses a kiss to my shoulder, her voice going low. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”

I manage a nod and then her hands are on my breasts, cupping them and pressing up as if offering me to the audience. She tugs lightly on my nipples, and I can’t stop a gasp.

“Ninety.”

“One hundred.”

“One-oh-five.”

I lose track of who’s bidding. All I can focus on is Aurora’s clever fingers playing with my nipples. I arch back against her, just a little, and she skates one hand down my stomach to cup me between my legs. Aurora makes a sound that’s damn near a purr. “She’s so wet, friends. I can feel her through the lace.”

Meg laughs. “Now you’re just teasing us.”

“How about a taste?”

Meg’s brows arch up. “That’s not a terrible idea.” She turns back to the audience. “How much is a taste of that virgin pussy worth? A little enticement of things to come.”

“One-twenty.”

She crooks her finger at the crowd. “Give me two hundred and you can lick her off Aurora’s fingers.”

My whole body clenches at the words. I’ve felt desire. Of course I have. Desire and need and sheer lust. It’s never been anything like this before. It feels good and it’s uncomfortable and Aurora’s barely touching me, but I have pleasure coursing through my body all the same.

I feel…wicked. Really and truly wicked.

“Two hundred.”

The white woman who appears at the edge of the stage is a study in icy perfection. Her short blond hair is styled back from her face, and she’s wearing high-waisted fitted black pants with suspenders and an off-the-shoulder white blouse.


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