Chapter 51
CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
RAVEN
“ S orry, I didn’t help clean up. My arms are basically dead.” I emphasize my point by trying to lift my arms, but I can’t raise them higher than my shoulders. I’ve never done an arm workout, and now I don’t think I ever will.
Griffin winks at me. “We were happy to do it, Sunshine.”
“We could help you relax,” Knox suggests. His tone is a little too wicked.
I eye him suspiciously, but I’m curious to see where he’s going with this.
“What do you think, Griff?”
Griffin takes on the same tone as Knox. “I think we could help her with some stress relief.”
The way he says “stress relief” has me thinking they mean to make me exert more energy, but if it has a happy ending, I’m all for it.
Knox holds his hand out to me. “What do you say, Darlin’?”
The corner of my mouth twitches as I place my hand in his. “Let’s try.”
Knox guides me from the table over to the freshly cleaned chair and has me sit.
The cool metal sends a shiver up my spine. Every nerve in my body is hyperaware as Griffin and Knox circle around me. One at a time, they remove their belts from their waists. My breaths become closer together as a drop of fear mixes with my anticipation.
Knox kneels in front of me. “Do you trust us?”
My answer is easy. I don’t have to give it a second thought.
“Yes.”
“Good girl.”
Knox leans forward, dominating my mouth with his. He nips at my lips, spurring me on. His tongue thrusts in my mouth, mimicking the motion his cock would make with my core. The force behind the kiss is passionate and devoted.
I lose myself in the heat.
It’s not until he ends the kiss, rising to his feet, that I realize they’ve used their belts to secure my wrists to the arms of the chair.
That single drop of fear taints my pool of anticipation, and my rapid breathing gets faster for a whole new reason. I yank and pull at the leather restraints, my mind taking me to a different time and place.
White walls. Padded rooms. Sterile beds.
“Raven. Sunshine.”
Blinking, Griffin’s amber eyes swim into my view, and his sea salt and bergamot fills my senses.
“You’re not there. Never again. We won’t allow it.”
Gulping, I allow myself to drown in his firm truth. He’d never let them take me away.
I motion my head up and down to let him know that I believe him.
His tone drips with allure as he brings his lips to mine, but never actually touching. “Good. Now relax and let us take care of you.”
My mouth tries to follow him as he pulls away, but he moves out of reach.
Knox walks over to a duffle bag stored under the table that I didn’t notice before. He digs around and stands when he finds what he’s looking for.
My breath lodges in my throat and my cheeks heat when I see what he’s holding in his hand.
“Where did you get that?”
Knox wears a knowing smile. “Where do you think? I got to say, I was shocked to find this in your nightstand.”
He whirls around the massive dragon dildo Dahlia bought for me in his hand.
It’s huge. And I really do mean huge. The silicone is an ombre of gray and green, making it look more like an alien dick.
Ridges and bumps cover the whole curve of the toy.
Knox runs a finger over them, raising his brows in surprise.
“Kinky,” Griffin comments.
I rush to explain myself. “It was a gag gift from a friend. I haven’t even used it.”
Knox’s grin doesn’t fade. “Then why was it stored in your bedroom?”
Biting my lip, I fail to come up with another explanation.
Griffin and Knox approach me, and I squirm in the chair. Griffin produces a knife, making me jump.
“Trust us,” Griffin reminds me.
A glimmer shines off the sharp blade, but I still nod my head, letting him know that I do.
With expert skill, Griffin cuts my shirt and shorts down the middle.
Then he tugs on the center of my bra and slices it in two, causing my breasts to fall.
He and Knox groan together as they gaze upon my pink nipples.
Griffin tugs at my thong right over my mound and cuts that as well. He bends down and licks the arousal glistening on my pussy, but he doesn’t do more than that.
A whimper builds in my throat from being teased.
Griffin tugs on one side of my ruined bra and shirt, sliding it over my shoulder, exposing me further. “Give me another, Sunshine.”
My mind is too clouded with need to understand him. “What?”
“Tell me a secret. What do the crowns mean?” he clarifies.
My body locks up again, threatening to take my mind back to a place full of loss and emptiness.
“You’re here with us, Raven,” Griffin reminds me. “Stay here.”
I mentally shove away the ugly memories. “They’re for my brother and my son. When my brother was alive, I called him ‘little king.’ And with my son, it felt natural to do the same.”
Griffin tucks some of my hair behind my ear in a praising gesture. “So proud of you, Sunshine.” He bends down and gently kisses each crown.
A tightness in my chest builds at the tenderness he’s showing me.
Griffin’s soft eyes turn predatory as he unbuttons his pants, dipping his boxers down and letting his thick cock free. “Scoot your ass to the edge and spread those pretty thighs. It’s been too long since I ate your delicious pussy.”
My cheeks flush. “You just ate me out this morning. I woke up with your head between my legs.”
“Like I said. Too long.” Griffin wraps his hand around his shaft and squeezes, moving his hand up and down.
My insides heat as I do as he says. When I open my legs for him, he groans, dropping to his knees. He dips his nose between my center and inhales deeply, moaning on his exhale and vibrating my sex.
I drop my head back and buck my hips, offering him unfettered access to my core, but he moves back, delaying my pleasure. I shoot him a glare, communicating my frustration.
Griffin smirks again and, without warning, dives in. I cry out from his first slow lick. His chest rumbles, staring at the apex of my thighs. He hooks his hands behind my knees and yanks me forward even further. I yelp as half of my ass hangs off the seat, but Griffin’s ravenous side is satisfied.
Griffin descends again, circling his tongue around my bundle of nerves. Then he swipes down over my opening and all the way to my rear entrance. He spends time back there, licking and tasting. My hips move with Griffin’s motions, pressing him deeper into my crease.
Hands push the remnants of my top and bra open, trapping my upper arms. Knox leans into my ear, and his breath ghosts over my neck. “Such perfect tits.” His fingers drum my tight peaks, sending jolts to my center.
My inner muscles contract, but I’m so empty that it’s not satisfying. It just leaves me needing more, wanting more.
Knox stands, yanking down his pants, lowering his boxers with them. His rush reveals his smooth length and the liquid dripping from the tip. I want to reach for it, encircle my fingers around his girth, but the two belts hold me back.
Knox tsks. “You were told to relax. So just lie back and take it, Darlin’.”
He shifts forward and paints my lips with his precum. My tongue peeks out, licking his essence from the source. His tip follows the retreat of my tongue, needing more.
“Open, Raven. I need to fuck your mouth. I need you to choke on my dick.”
A mewl slips out, eager to get him inside me.
I relax my jaw and stick out my tongue as Knox slides in, inch by inch. The saltiness of his cum explodes on my mouth, making me crave more. I suck him down until his tip reaches the back of my throat.
My gag gets stuck inside because just as Knox’s cock slips down my throat, Griffin shoves a finger inside my ass and vehemently laves at my clit.
The explosion of ecstasy vibrates up my throat and my body shakes with my climax, making Knox groan louder. “Fuck, Raven,” he swears, then rams his hips back and forth, causing his dick to glide in and out of my mouth with ease.
Right when I think he’s about to finish in my mouth, he pulls free and grins down at me, drunk on pleasure. “Not yet.”
Griffin doesn’t stop his ministrations as I jerk with aftershocks. I moan, attempting to snap my knees closed, but Griffin’s shoulders prevent me. “I can’t anymore. Please,” I beg.
“Not a chance,” Griffin growls into my pussy. He uses one hand to part my slit, giving him better access.
Naturally, my hips move with him, humping his face.
Knox’s finger trails down the line of my jaw. “Give us another one, Raven.”
“I can’t.” I squeeze my eyes closed and thrash my head from side to side.
“Look at me,” Griffin demands, and I comply. “I’m not stopping until you come again. Let us watch you fall apart, Sunshine.”
I whine, half in protest and half in need. The sound of a bottle cap popping and the squirt of liquid have me moving my attention to my side. Knox grabs my monster dildo from where he stashed it and covers it in lube. He clicks a button, and it whirrs.
“Oh God,” I curse in trepidation and shimmy my hips back. But Griffin wraps his arm around my lower back and slides me forward again into his face. He hits all the right spots of my pussy, sending flutters through me.
Knox hands the toy to Griffin, and Griffin finally gives my core a break to snag the vibrator.
Griffin holds it up for me. “Let’s see how well your cunt takes this monster dick.” Then he positions the tip at my entrance.
“Shit,” I shout. My channel tremors just from the vibrations. I’m so tired, but my needy pussy wants more.
Griffin pushes in the first inch, and I cry out. “Good girl. Your cunt looks so pretty stretched wide.”
The slapping of skin draws my attention, and I find Knox stroking himself as he stares in fascination at my center. “So pretty,” he whispers in awe.
Griffin’s free hand disappears from my view, then his arm starts moving back and forth. He pushes the dildo in another inch and swears. “So fucking sexy.”
The eroticism of it all is too much.
Griffin gives me another inch and sweat spreads over my skin.
My hips turn slowly in a repetitive circular motion, pushing the vibrator to hit that spot inside.
My mewls flow freely from me as I chant, “Yes. Yes. Yes.” When I bring my pelvis around again, the tip of the toy sets me on fire. I scream as euphoria wraps me in its embrace. My muscles convulse as my orgasm drags on.
When I come down, my ass drops back to the chair, and I struggle for air. “Okay. I’m done.”
The hungry look in both of their eyes worries me.
Griffin grits his teeth. “Another one.” He resumes his stroking as does Knox, like they stopped and held off their own release while I was lost in the depths of mine.
“I can’t. I really can’t,” I whine.
“Yes, you can,” Griffin argues.
“And you will,” Knox commands.
I shake my head earnestly.
Griffin’s eyes flare. “Yes.”
Knox steps to the table and comes back with another item. He smiles proudly. “I bought this online and overnighted it when I found your vibrator.”
I watch with interest, my core fluttering, as Knox dribbles more lube on a butt plug.
Knox hands the new toy to Griffin. He pulls out the vibrator and now holds a toy in each hand.
“I-I don’t know about this,” I stutter. My words say one thing, but my sex is saying another.
“I asked you to trust us, and you said yes. You can’t take that back now.” Griffin looks at me like I’m denying him water, and he’s dehydrated.
Griffin doesn’t wait for me to confirm and swirls the tip of the plug around my asshole.
He nods to Knox, giving him an instruction I discover quickly.
Knox grabs my legs and rests them on Griffin’s shoulders.
Even kneeling, he’s taller than the chair, so the movement tilts my pelvis even more, exposing all of me to them.
My spine curves uncomfortably against the back of the chair, but the ache soon dissipates as Griffin begins to penetrate both of my holes with the toys.
Another button clicks, and the plug in my ass starts to vibrate in time with the dildo.
The cry that barrels out of my mouth comes from somewhere deep inside. Just when I think I can’t handle any more, these two men prove me wrong.
The need in my belly swells, growing with each passing second, ravenous for another release.
“You’re doing so good, Darlin’. They’re almost all the way in.”
“What! You mean they’re not all the way in already?” I screech.
Griffin chuckles. “Only halfway. But you take them so well.” He pushes them in more, and the muscles in my neck strain. “Your holes look perfect filled up like this.” A little further. “Your cunt is so greedy, wanting more and more.”
The toys slide the rest of the way inside, and I feel full. So full.
“There. It’s perfect.” Knox resumes beating his dick.
Griffin does the same. “Now, I need you to come again, Raven. Just one more.”
I whimper and close my eyes, trying to concentrate.
A hand grips my cheeks, and my eyes fly back open. “No, Darlin’. You need to watch. I need you to see what you do to us.” He pumps himself in my face and I become transfixed with the show he’s giving me.
Then Griffin moves the vibrator in and out of my channel, and I cry. He syncs the thrusts of the toy with the stroking of his dick, and Knox does the same.
The whole scene is too much.
The coiling storm inside me is too much.
But it’s not long before I’m right there again, staring out into the abyss of immense pleasure. I let myself fall into the fog, and my climax takes all of me. It takes everything I have, everything I am, and then more.
Warm ropes of cum paint my torso as Griffin and Knox stand over me, finding their own orgasms with me.
I don’t even realize I’m crying until Knox licks them from my face.
“You did so good, Raven. You’re perfect,” he whispers.
Griffin unbuckles the belts and kisses the red marks around my wrists. “We’re never letting you go. You’re everything we need.”
I hum, my throat too dry to form words.
They work together to put everything away and clean my center. Griffin removes the tatters of clothing hanging from my body as Knox produces a blanket from the truck. They don’t wipe away the cum on my chest, leaving it to dry.
My eyes close, exhaustion trying to pull me away. Every time I open my eyes, we’re somewhere else.
One blink and I’m being carried in Knox’s arms.
Another and we’re exiting the truck. I’m in Knox’s arms again as Noah sleeps against Griffin’s chest.
Another and I’m in the shower with Griffin and Knox as they wash me, massaging my scalp and muscles.
One last blink and I’m snuggled in bed, the warmth finally lulling me into a deep sleep.