Chapter 78 Power Play
Chapter 78 Power Play
Selene
John’s phone buzzes on the nightstand.
He glances at it, then laughs low in his throat. “Well. That didn’t take long.”
I stretch lazily across the bed, still flushed from the hot tub, the wine humming through my veins. “What is it?”
He turns the phone so I can see.
It’s a photo.
Kostas and Adrian—completely nude, tangled in white sheets, smug grins on their sex-wrecked faces. Adrian’s hand is on Kostas’s ass. Kostas’s fingers are still curled in Adrian’s hair. The caption reads:
“Look at what you’re missing. 😈 – K & A”
Heat slams into me like a tidal wave.
My thighs clench instinctively, and I sit up slowly, dragging the sheet off my body.
John watches me, amused. “They’re showing off.”
“They’re provoking me,” I murmur, slipping off the bed.
“Provoking you?” he teases, until he sees the gleam in my eyes.
I walk to the drawer of the nightstand and pull out the velvet pouch I’d tucked away earlier—something I’d brought in case the mood ever felt right.
Tonight, it does.
John watches me pull out the sleek black strap-on, his expression shifting from curious to completely still.
“Get on your hands and knees,” I say.
He swallows hard. “Selene…”
I tilt my head. “You going to disobey me now, baby?”
“No Mistress”, He exhales shakily and slowly shifts on the bed, bracing himself, palms to the mattress.
Good boy.
I slide the harness on, slow and deliberate, letting the leather hug my hips. I step behind him, my fingers grazing the firm lines of his ass, then sliding between his thighs.
“You okay?” I ask, voice low.
“Yes,” he breathes. “I want this, please fuck me Mistress”
I reach for the lube, warm it in my hands, and begin working him open—gentle at first, watching his shoulders relax, hearing the way his breath hitches as his body surrenders.
By the time I slide into him, he’s shaking. Moaning and thrusting back against me .
I hold onto his hips, thrusting slowly at first, then faster—deeper. Harder. Until he’s gripping the sheets and gasping my name like a prayer.
“Who owns you, John?” I whisper against his neck.
“You do,” he growls.
“Say it.”
“You fucking own me.”
I snap my hips harder, merciless now, riding him until he comes—loud, wrecked, undone.
I hold him there for a moment, both of us panting, and then I reach for the phone.
One photo. Just enough to show the strap-on, the sweat, the control.
I type:
“Don’t worry, boys. I know how to handle what’s mine. 😘 – S”
And I hit send.
A Few Mornings later.
The flight to Greece is quiet, but our smirks say everything. I spend most of the flight on his lap, laying against his shoulder as he made calls . His hand always rubbing and stroking my back . At one point I looked up and he kissed me and I felt his fingers pushing my panties aside and stroking my slit . I moaned against his neck and nibbled at him making him moan too. I feel his thick cock getting hard under me and I gyrate my hips against him . I straddled him to gain more access to his hard member as he unzipped my blouse and begun to suck my nipple through the lacy bra . We could not keep our hands off each other, stroking, rubbing and caressing . But we decided to wait till we were all together for anything else, not to mention the Air Hostess happened to come in and find us lusting about like two horny teenagers . Apparently we were so engrossed in our play that we didn’t hear the pilot ask us to fasten our seat belts .
John holds my hand as we descend, the Aegean glittering below us like spilled sapphires. The plane touches down just after sunrise, and a car is already waiting.
Kostas’s yacht gleams in the distance—sleek, massive, utterly obscene in the best way, it seems different though the color is now a stunning blue .
I feel the wind hit my face as we walk toward it, and something inside me exhales.
John squeezes my hand. “Ready to face them?”
I grin. “Oh, they’re not ready for me.”
As we get closer Kostas and Adrian come out to greet us , and I’m brought to tears as the Captain welcome us onboard the “Mistress Selene”, I thank him as he walks away and stare at Kostas, he grins like a little boy, kissing my check and proudly saying “ i bought this for you Mistress, hence the name, the crew has been checked and vetted and Adrian supervised the master cabin being renovated and rebuilt for us . We have also asked the Captain to take us to Italy, then the south of France and Morocco “.
I smirk at my three drop dead gorgeous men and I know that tonight and the next 3 weeks is going to be epic.