19. The Forsaker
Chapter nineteen
The Forsaker
Zeke
D inah takes off running across the massive room with a squeal, a momentary ray of happiness on her beautiful face that makes her look her age. Sometimes, it’s impossible to believe that she’s only twenty-one, and not much older. Her life hasn’t been easy, especially since Gabriel’s death, when she began her quest to rid the world of the Brotherhood. The promise I made to Gabriel when he was alive, to keep her safe, weighs heavily on my heart. I’ve failed him miserably. I have no idea how to protect her from all these forces that wish to use her. I’m not under any illusions that Sarah, despite being like a second mother to Dinah and me all our lives, will not hesitate to have us murdered if we get in the way of her plans. The question is, what does she want, and is it really her or someone else in power?
My thoughts are interrupted as Abe whoops like a psychopath, strips naked, and chases Dinah through the large suite, upending and breaking furniture in pursuit of our little naughty minx. The fucker is going to damage a bone. He’s still healing from his old injuries, never mind the new ones he gained at Sammy’s fists. My cock hardens as I observe his firm tattooed asscheeks clenching as he chases her. Fuck, I want to take a bite out of both of those cheeks, almost as much as I want to take my hand to them, and spank them so that they turn bright red with my fingerprints. Dinah grabs priceless artifacts off of tables and hurls them at him recklessly. She giggles and jumps from one chair to the other, trying to avoid his grasp. “You keep throwing shit at me, Atasi, and I’m going to fuck your ass without lube when I catch you.”
“Promises, promises, Abe. You have to catch me first, fucker .“ I roll my eyes at their childish behavior, but my cock stands at attention and weeps pearls of cum, as I watch Dinah’s heavy breasts bounce, and the already blooming fingerprints around her throat from my grip turn a darker shade of red with her heaving chest. Maybe I’ll fuck those beauties first before I fuck Abe’s ass. Fuck, I just came hard down Dinah’s throat, but I’m ready to go again. I become an insatiable asshole around both of them. I need to claim both of them over and over again, fill them with my cum, to reassure myself that they belong to me, and that together we can survive everything still to come. I strip off my remaining clothes, until all my tattooed skin is on display and, wrapping my hand around my hard cock, I squeeze, tightening my fist around my crown until a groan escapes my lips, with the combination of pain and pleasure. I move forward, cutting off her avenue for escape and joining the revelry. “What do you think, Zeke? Does she need a fucking spanking? Maybe you should take her across your knee, before I fuck her delectable ass?”
My eyes switch back and forth between them. I’m a lucky son of a bitch, literally ’cause my useless mom is a cunt, who I hope is lying in a ditch somewhere, being ravaged by wildlife. The only thing that bitch ever did right was give birth to me, and ensure I grew up with these two. Now, I get to have my way with both of these gorgeous, unhinged creatures. “You try spanking me, and I’ll fuck both of you up,” Dinah growls with pursed lips, and raises her tightened fist in the air before her heaving chest. Her threat would be more believable, if she weren’t eyeing both of our cocks like they were her favorite treats, and she was starving. Her eyes darken until they resemble inky, tumultuous winter storm clouds, ready to obliterate everything in their path. Fuck, how I wish wholeheartedly to allow her to destroy me, since the ride alone would be worth the pain. “Come to me willingly, and beg me to make you cum, and I’ll consider forgoing the spanking, while I take my turn inside of your pretty pussy.” I grin and raise my eyebrow in anticipation of her defiance. I don’t have to wait long as she rapidly turns around, grabs an ornate golden framed artwork off the wall, and launches it at my head. “I’m not begging you for shit, Ezekiel Rothesay, I would rather choke on my words.”
Game on, my little Snow. I motion to Abe to go left while I go right, and both of us rush her with our large bodies. Abe dives and takes out her legs, and before she can stumble off the deep bronze velvet loveseat, I grab her neck and shoulder, and brace her against my flesh with a whack. I try to cradle her injured shoulder as she grimaces in pain, otherwise the reckless idiot is going to hurt herself. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, as she heaves from exertion, and attempts to fight both of us off. She lands a slap on my face, and kicks Abe’s chest as he loses his grip on her shapely legs. “Spanking it is, Snow, and I’m going to let Abe fuck your ass, with no lube, for being a vicious little bitch .”
“Fuck... you,” she growls even as I tighten my grip on her neck. If I didn’t know better, I would think my little psychopath has a desire to die, with the way she mouths off to me, and tempts me constantly to remove her access to air. Luckily for her, I can’t fucking live without her, so killing her is out of the question, no matter how much I would enjoy feeling her take her last breath, while I impaled my cock deep inside of her. I propel her down over the arm of the loveseat, until her ass is up and in the air, and Abe wraps his muscular arms around her thighs, forcing her to stay still. “Grab that shard of glass, Abe. I think our little princess needs a lesson in good behavior.” I use my thick legs to push against her upper body, releasing my hold on her neck, and forcing her face into the side of the sofa with my knees, as my arms press down on the back of her taut shoulders, while she screams like a banshee against the thick fabric. If the guards stationed outside of our room can hear her, they must think we are in here killing her. A grin crosses my lips, at the thought of the damage and destruction Abe will wreak, if one of them interrupts us while we are fucking my wife.
Abe releases one arm and reaches across to the large, deep, mulberry-colored ottoman, which holds shards of broken glass, and discarded fresh roses, from the vase Dinah threw at him. He grasps a large piece, and brings it back to trail the sharp point across Dinah’s tattooed leg, leaving tiny beads of blood in his wake, as he moves it higher and higher, until it reaches the ripe globes of her asscheeks. “Carve your name into her flesh, then fuck her ass using the blood,” I demand as Dinah’s nails sink into my calves, and I can feel the skin giving way under their brutality. I release her shoulder and spank her ass hard, the sound echoing across the room with a sharp crack. “Behave, wife.” Of course, the little delectable psycho only digs her nails deeper. Fuck, she is so perfect for me, for us. Made to fit all of our depraved needs, and brand of unhinged love. How we ever lived those years without her, I’ll never understand.
“You know she’s going to rip your heart out of your chest after this, right?” Abe grins lasciviously, as he leans forward and swipes his tongue across my bobbing length. Fuck, yes. I need him to swallow me into his tight throat, but I want to be inside of his ass more. “Get to it or move aside, asshole,” I demand gruffly as he licks my slit and sucks on my tip, and my eyes threaten to cross. He pulls back and rolls his eyes at me like a demented child, his eyebrow piercing twinkling in the amber light from the overhead crystal chandelier. “You can’t rush art, Zeke. Don’t be an overbearing asshole, or I’ll fuck your throat and stop you from breathing, then I’ll make Atasi my wife over your rotting corpse.” This fucking guy, I should take that shard from him and slash his fucking throat for even threatening me. Too bad the thought of him trying to asphyxiate me makes my cock even harder. It seems we are all insane here, and that’s probably why we all fit together so well.
I watch with rapt attention as he carves his name, one slice at a time, into the creamy skin of Dinah’s upper thigh, right where ass and leg meet, as she continues to writhe against me, and fights my hold. Her screams are almost as satisfying as the sound of her deep moans. It brings me immense satisfaction to see his name join mine and Sammy’s on her skin, and to know she wears my ring. “Stop! Fuck, that hurts!” Gets screeched into the sofa, as both Abe and I disregard her request. Once he’s done carving ‘Abe’ into her alabaster flesh, and rivulets of blood are sliding down her soft skin, he gets on his knees and trails his hard cock through the mess he just made on the back of her thigh. Seeing her vermilion blood coating his cock does things to me, and unhinged thoughts cross my mind, of how he would look stunning completely coated in her blood, but then I have to remind myself of how much I enjoy my sweet Snow alive. “I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!” Dinah roars and both of us crack smiles at her threat.
“I don’t think she’s learned her lesson, Abe. I think she needs you to fuck her ass to prove our point.” Abe doesn’t hesitate in pressing his fingertips into the new wounds, and forcing more blood to trick down her leg, before rubbing his coated fingers on his cock. “Fuck, Atasi, your blood looks so good on me, baby.” He lines his cock up between her perky round globes, and with a heavy thrust forward, he impales himself in her puckered hole. There is nothing gentle about the way he takes her, and if Dinah were being honest, she wouldn’t tolerate gentleness anyway.
If her screams were loud before, they had nothing on the way she yells now, as he starts a steady rhythm of fucking her. My eyes are riveted to how her asscheeks jiggle, and his abs clench, as he slams home again and again inside of her. Each time he pulls back, his thigh is coated in more of her blood from pressing into the wound. I lean forward to obtain a better look at how her tight hole stretches with his girthy, long cock, coated in her blood. Jesus, fuck, that’s a gorgeous sight. “Pull out and hold her down, so I can fuck her pussy, and coat my cock in your cum,” I instruct, already releasing my hold on Dinah as he shifts out of the way. He stumbles off the sofa, holding the back of Snow’s neck firmly, and I take his place, rubbing my cock between her slick folds. My wife can lie to herself all she wants, but she’s fucking drenched and immensely enjoying our depravity, and the use of her body as we see fit.
“This is what you want, isn’t it, wife? You want all your holes to be stretched and used. You enjoy playing the whore for your husband and his best friend, don’t you, baby?“ I slide inside of her snug warmth, my balls drawing up tight and ready to release, with how exquisite she feels. I have to force myself to take deep breaths, so I don’t end up cumming like an inexperienced pubescent teen with his very first fuck. I lean forward, my warm breath skating across her neck, and I’m rewarded as she shivers, and goosebumps appear on her flesh. “This is what you need, isn’t it, Dinah? You love having your choice taken away from you by us. Look at how wet your pussy gets, my sweet.” Her whole body shudders in reply, and she releases a mewling sound that goes straight to my balls.
“Fuck, Atasi, my cum looks so good, coating his cock as he fucks your sweet pussy, baby.” Out of the corner of my eye, I watch as Abe strokes himself, his cock still streaked in Dinah’s blood. Despite my attempts to control myself, this fucker is going to push me right over the edge with his dirty words. I pull back from Dinah’s cunt, my cock throbbing and begging for release. “Get over here and fuck her ass,” I growl through gritted teeth. Abe doesn’t hesitate, releasing his hold on Dinah’s neck, and climbing back onto the cushions, in the space I’ve made between mine and Dinah’s bodies. He smears his cock through the drying mess on her leg, and slams home inside of her ass with a howl. “You’re so perfect, Atasi, my beautiful girl. You were meant to take our cocks. Look at how your ass squeezes my shaft, fuck. ”
I lose all pretense of patience, and push the middle of Abe’s back forward until he’s draped over Dinah, but still thrusting inside of her, and line my cock at his puckered hole. Wrapping my fingers tightly around his throat and squeezing, I slam home inside of him without warning. “Who do you belong to?” My forceful thrusts cause him to smash into Dinah over and over, and instead of screaming, she now moans and whines, “Ohmygod, ohmyfuckinggod, fuck, ohmygod!” The sound of all of our skin, slamming into each other, is loud and depraved music to my ears, and I need to hear their words acknowledging my ownership added to it. It’s a visceral need suffocating everything else inside of me.
“I asked you a question,” I demand as I squeeze harder, and grind against Abe’s asscheeks, and he clenches like a vice on my cock. “Who do you both belong to?” I’m slamming so forcefully into Abe, and he, in turn, into Dinah, that the whole sofa is moving across the floor with the impact. The sound is loud and screeching, as it competes with Dinah’s moans. I lean forward and bite down on Abe’s shoulder, sinking my teeth deeply to leave a mark of possessorship on his skin, like he left on my wife. Mine. Both of them are mine, both of them will always be mine.
“Fuck, Zeke! I’m not going to last,” Abe groans as he picks up speed inside of Dinah, and the motion causes him to fuck himself on my cock. “ YOU! Fuck, I belong to you, both of you, always.“ His head dips forward, until his forehead is pressed against the side of Dinah’s face, as she turns and captures his lips, and they devour each other’s mouths, teeth nipping at each other’s lips and tongues, sucking with wide mouths so I can watch them. Fuck, that is so hot, watching them both come undone while I essentially fuck both of them.
“Yeah, you do.” I bite down on the back of his neck, and the hit of pain pushes him over the edge. He slams once more into Dinah, and comes with an animalistic roar, pulling away from her mouth as Dinah finds her own orgasm, and her body drapes bonelessly across the arm of the sofa, and her long, dark hair puddles on the ground. Heat climbs up my spine like an inferno, and every part of me tingles, as my breathing becomes harsh. My balls tighten painfully, and with one more powerful thrust, I slam home into Abe’s tight ass, and fill him with my thick ropes of cum.
When I can catch my breath, I pull out of Abe’s ass, and watch my cum slip from his gaping hole. I press my fingers to his flesh, trying to push it all back inside of him, as he lies, twitching, and crushing Dinah with his heavy weight. She groans and shoves backward, urging him to get off her with an elbow to his throat, as she tumbles from the sofa onto the floor that’s covered in artifacts, vases, broken items, and strewn clothes. “Where are you going, Atasi? You need to clean our cocks off with your mouth!” Abe chuckles, and gets a vase thrown at his head for his trouble, as Dinah drags herself from the floor and unsteadily moves towards the ensuite bathroom. Abe’s name is a beacon on her skin, and I have to bite down on my bottom lip, to stop the smile that wishes to break across my face at her scowl, as she looks back at it with fury. “Clean each other if you want, you depraved heathens. I’m too fucking sore and filthy to participate. Oh, and fuck you both.” She gives us each a two-finger salute, and turns away without a backward glance.
As the door to the bathroom slams shut, I grab a fistful of Abe’s hair and force his face towards mine, taking his lips in a heated kiss, as if the sky was tumbling down around us, and this was the end of the world as we know it. The kiss causes my cock to begin to harden once more, and I have to force myself not to act on it. His tongue moves against mine as we consume each other and, for this brief moment in time, enjoy some normalcy and peace between us. When we finally break for air, his forehead leans against mine, and I stare at the dark bronze flecks in his amber eyes. “Do you think we’ll ever be free of all this mess, Zeke? Will we all get to live happily with our girl? Sammy too?” His softly spoken questions bring sadness to my heart. I don’t know the answer, and the possibility is looking slimmer by the day.
“I don’t know, Abe, but one thing is for sure, I am not allowing anyone to break us apart again, and that includes Sammy, and his crazy, unstable ass. We all belong together.”