Chapter 14 #2
I could have saved him, but I didn't. He needed to do this on his own. Still, I started rucking up Beasty's dress to get to her soft, delectable ass.
"I—How could you think we’re ashamed? It's more—Fuck.
" Joaquin squeezed his eyes shut as Beasty rested her cheek on my chest. His cheeks puffed as he blew out a breath.
When he'd composed himself, he leveled her with an intense look.
"We are not embarrassed or ashamed of you.
It's just that our privacy is a commodity and anything we share should be strategic—"
That was enough from him.
"You know what I think, Beasty?" I mused.
"Hm?" She looked up at me as Joaquin was still trying to make excuses. He wasn't wrong, but I also wasn't willing to let Beasty be in my vicinity and not claim her in some way. Preferably the dark and dirty kind.
"We should teach him a lesson. Show him exactly why he's wrong about...all the things."
Desire darkened Beasty's eyes as her breath caught. Just that small reaction from her multiplied my excitement ten-fold.
Suddenly, Joaquin wasn't so talkative anymore. When I glanced over at him, he swallowed. Hard. And the fucker was already tenting his pants with his hard cock.
He wanted this.
I wondered if his need to have us both would turn him into a brat? I fucking hoped so. My favorite thing was punishing him, and if Beasty liked to join in...The possibilities were endless.
"What did you have in mind?" Beasty asked, her voice husky.
I fisted the bottom on her dress and pulled it over her head. She was left standing in a glorious white-lacy thong and matching strapless bra. Her long body was a work of art, one I planned to study and work over as much as humanly possible.
"There are a couple things we could do.” I pretended like I hadn’t given this an unhealthy amount of thought already.
“We could sit him in the corner and make him watch as I worship your body in the way only I can.
We can lick and suck his cock until he can't stop the cum from weeping out of the tip, without giving him what he needs, or.
.." I bent down, whispering in her ear so only she could hear me.
"We can work him over so thoroughly, when I fuck you over him, he'll come just from that small amount of friction.
It will be such an empty orgasm for him, he'll love it. "
I would thrive off it.
Her light laugh against my chest did something to me.
"That option. That's my favorite."
I grinned.
When we turned back to Joaquin, he'd already divested himself of his suit jacket and tie, and the door was shut and locked behind him. Oh, yeah, Joaquin wanted whatever delicious torture was about to come his way.
Beasty burst out laughing. I smirked.
"Desperate already?" I asked.
"Hell yes," he breathed, unbuttoning his dress shirt.
"You're to stay fully dressed and sit in that corner." She nodded to the corner when a small stool was. Her face was full of mischief and that playfulness from her fucking with Joaquin was definitely in my top five list of things that turned me on.
His bottom lip stuck out so far as he gauged the distance from the stool to the bed.
I took pity on him. "No, we can do better than that, can’t we, Beasty?
” I waited for Beasty’s nod of approval.
She twisted her head toward me so he couldn’t see her shit-eating grin.
“Go ahead, Joaquin, take your clothes off.
Give us a show while I strip Beasty. Then maybe we'll let you be on the bed with us. "
His hands flew to his shirt and with a deft precision, he worked each button slowly, methodically. When it hung open, he pulled the tails out of his slacks.
Beasty drank him in with hungry eyes.
I turned her to face him, and I stepped back. Between her body that was better than any goddess had ever been depicted and Joaquin's compact muscles, I was a lucky, lucky man.
I unsnapped her bra with one hand, and she didn't even try to catch it as it fluttered to the floor. Unable to help myself, I cupped the full globes, reveling in the weight sitting prettily in my hands. Beasty’s eyes nearly rolled back in her head when I lightly pinched her nipples.
Joaquin groaned, and I grinned. I loved torturing him.
He unzipped his pants, his eyes never leaving Beasty's as he shoved them down until they pooled at his ankles. His cock strained his boxers to the point that he was a compass pointing north...to Beasty.
She licked her lips as I walked behind her, running my palms from her hips, up over her sides before one hand banded across her chest. Yanking her to me, I slid my other hand inside her panties, finding her soaking for me. For us.
Her gasp of pleasure lit my heart on fire. Beasty loved being on display for us. Loved us worshipping her body.
Joaquin's sharp inhale was music to my ears.
I hooked my fingers in her panties and slowly slid them down her thighs.
"Walk your pretty ass over here, Joaquin. Lose the boxers too." I snapped my fingers and pointed to the spot right in front of Beasty.
He shot me an irritated look, but he lost his boxers, his cock bobbing as he walked to the spot I'd pointed at.
"Now Beasty, I want you to bend over and taste him while I taste you."
She glanced down, soaking in every inch of Joaquin's cock. I understood it. He had a beautiful cock. "I thought we were going to torture him together."
Joaquin groaned.
"We will. But first, I need you on my tongue. Trust me."
She nodded, and I planted a hand between her shoulder blades, guiding her until she was eye level with his weeping cock, bracing her hands on his hips. If he didn't watch himself, we wouldn't get to the good part.
I dropped to my knees and gave her a long lick from clit to ass.
"Atlas!" She half-squeeled, half-wheezed.
Joaquin threaded his fingers in her hair as he laughed. "Didn't you know? Atlas is the best ass eater."
She huffed, but Joaquin was the one left crying out as Beasty started torturing him.
I licked around that sensitive little button before looping up around her asshole again. She clenched and I smacked her ass.
"Hey!" she said after a pop. Joaquin was full on panting.
"Just making sure you're prepared. Not for tonight," I said when she tensed. "But soon. You're going to take at least two of us. And who knows what Lake and Kim will want to do."
Arousal leaked from her pussy. It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. "You love that, don't you."
I licked up every ounce of her wetness, moaning at the taste of her. I worked two fingers into her tight channel, letting her get used to the invasion, then I started finger fucking her as I massaged her ass almost to the point of pain.
Joaquin threaded fingers through her hair, whimpering, as she continued to suck him off.
“You feel so good, Beasty. You’re so fucking good at this. I love how my dick looks in your mouth. Much better than it looks in Atlas’.”
I shot him a glare, and he smirked while never taking his eyes off Beasty.
She loved his praise. Not even a minute passed before she fluttered around my fingers three times, and clamped down with a viciousness. I hissed, angry with myself that I hadn't just taken her. I wanted to, but I wanted to prolong our fun more. Damn it.
I waited until her aftershocks stopped and then slid my fingers out.
“Don’t let Joaquin come,” I warned, pulling her off of Joaquin.
Standing, I pressed my cock against her ass as I shoved my fingers into Joaquin's mouth. His eyes burned into me as he twirled his tongue around my fingers, cleaning off every drop of her taste.
"On the bed," I ordered, my voice gruff. When he passed me, I grabbed his hair, slamming my mouth down on his. I wanted him to taste her on my tongue. I wanted to taste Beasty on him.
I had a suspicion the three of us twined together was going to be my favorite taste in the world.
When I released him, he stumbled. I wasted no time divesting myself of my clothes. Together, Beasty and I stood at the end of the bed, enjoying the sight of Joaquin stretched out naked before us.
"I'll show you all the best spots." I squeezed her hand.
Joaquin groaned as he pressed his head back into the pillows.
Beasty grinned with her cheeks still flushed from her orgasm. She loved torturing him like this. I knew she was perfect for us.
"This is an erogenous zone for him." I climbed on the bed and traced my fingers up the front of his thigh close to his groin. "When I suck him off, I run my thumbs up and down this spot on both legs."
"Like this?" Beasty climbed on the bed, her breasts bouncing as she settled between his legs. Running her thumbs up and down the spot I pointed out, and going up to the V of his abdomen. She giggled as his cock got so hard, it lay flat against his stomach.
I bent down, taking him in my mouth, paying close attention to the underside of the head. He deserved the tease for irritating me. Though he wasn’t wrong. His dick did look better in Beasty.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he groaned, his body already trembling.
When I pulled back, Beasty replaced me. Kneeling at his side, I used my hands to massage his chest and abdomen, leaning down to nip at his peck and his nipple. Branding him with love bites.
The surge of desire in my groin almost had me coming. Unable to stop myself, I cupped the side of Beasty’s neck and latched onto the other side, sucking and biting, leaving a bruised brand on her skin.
They were both mine, and I wanted everyone to know it.
When I released her, she dove back in, treating Joaquin with so much vigor, I’d daresay she enjoyed this more than he did.
"I'm going to come," he panted.
Beasty lifted a fraction of an inch, and I frowned. "Already?"
"Yes, you fucking asshole! You two are like sex in a bottle and both of your hands on me…" He scowled as his cock released the tiniest spurt of cum.
"Fuck," I sighed. "This really turns you on."
He covered his eyes, embarrassed.
I grinned, arranging Beasty just how I wanted her with her chest to his, and her thighs spread so wide over his hips, her pussy trapped his cock to his stomach. He groaned and jerked.
"He's trying to fight coming." I lined my cock up and sunk inside Beasty, letting my head fall back. "So we better make this fast."
Joaquin clamped his arms around her, glaring over the top of her head. I’d never felt so high on life as I started fucking the shit out of her.
He couldn't hold his anger, the small bit of friction finishing him off spectacularly. That and Beasty's cries of pleasure. I fucked her until she came on my cock, and I fucked her more, gripping and slapping the meaty part of her ass.
"Are you hard still?" I grunted feeling the tingle at the base of my spine.
"Barely," he whimpered.
Fuck, I wouldn't be able to fit him inside with me. Losing it, I bucked against Beasty as I came, one powerful jet after another.
As I came down, I reached for Joaquin's cock, fishing it out from between their bodies. He was just hard enough that I wanted to try.
It was awkward, but I managed to shove the tip in. Beasty stiffened, then relaxed.
"Thrust your hips," I told him.
He did, and all three of us groaned. Somehow, I started to harden.
I thrust once, pulled back and pushed in. Beasty’s erotic whimper was delicious.
I couldn't come again. This was pushing the limit of pleasure and pain since I was so sensitive. I plastered myself to Beasty's back and whispered in her ear, "This is what you'll get next time."
She shivered.
Beasty loved the sound of that.