Chapter 11 #2
“Does that mean you’ll fuck me now?” I grumble.
He chuckles. “Yes.”
“Really?” I lift my head happily.
He nods, then kisses me, but I pull my head back to look him in the eye.
“Don’t do this for me,” he warns.
“But you want it?”
“I like teasing you. I like watching you fall apart so badly, you can’t think. I like being in control of everything you want and need. But” –he reaches around me to untie my wrists– “I like knowing you’re enjoying yourself more.”
“That’s why you keep checking in with me?” I say, happy I’m understanding something today.
“Yes. You’ve gifted me with your trust, so it is my job to take care of you.”
I blow out a small breath as I look away. “I might’ve lied,” I mumble.
“I know.”
I look back at him as he frees my arms. “You do, and you stopped anyway?”
He brings my hands up to his mouth. Holding my gaze, he kisses the back of my knuckles on each one. “You called red, Arienna. That is what red means.”
My breath catches. I rock my hips, wanting to come with him, and he pushes deeper inside me.
I moan, my body quivering on the edge of orgasm.
Sighing, I fall against his chest. “I don’t want to stop,” I mutter as I place my hands back behind me.
“Are you sure?”
I nip his shoulder as I squeeze my pussy around him.
He groans as his head falls back against the sofa.
Licking my way up his neck to his ear, I grab his lobe in-between my teeth.
“Yes,” I say as my chest squeezes. “Because I don’t want to be a good brownie anymore.
I want to be…” I don’t know what, don’t know what else is out there.
But I want to be more than the “brainwashed” brownie I was raised to be.
And I know my king has the answers to the questions I do not even know how to ask.
He will take care of me. He will guide me in this new life. I just have to trust him.
And he will help me make Raza my home.
Leaning forwards, he kisses me softly and slowly. At first. Then his mouth turns bruising. My lips become swollen. He wraps his hand around my neck and growls, “Does my good little slut want Jace holding her up while I fuck her until she comes?”
I gasp as he lifts me until just his piercing is in me. Then he slams me back down. Then lifts until I’m all the way off him. My body feels so empty without his cock inside me.
“I asked you a question, my queen.”
I nod. “Please. I want to come.”
“With his hands on you?”
“No.”
Jace curses. “Fucking hel, Richard.” There’s so much raw need in his voice. “I’m being a good fucking boy here.”
I squirm, and my king instantly tracks how much those words have turned me on. I try not to groan, knowing he’s going to punish me for it.
A devilish, jealous smirk curling a corner of his lips, he says, “Jace?”
“Yes?”
“Did you put enough lube on the dildo?”
He groans. “Yes.”
Standing, my king, carries me into the bedroom.
“While you’re riding the toy, you can glance at him.
You can talk to him. But if you come while looking at him, you will not come again for another week.
” He feathers a thumb across my lips. “And every day, I will take this perfect little mouth while you squirm at my feet.”
I rock my hips against him, squirming now.
He enters our bedroom, then presses me against the wall.
The cool wood on my back makes me shiver in anticipation.
I want to look down and see what kind of dildo it is, but his mouth is on mine, and I love kissing him too much to break free.
His tongue in my mouth, he guides me down to the toy suctioned to the wall.
The generous amount of lube Jace has slathered across it rubs all over my thighs. It pushes against my ass. I clench on instinct even though I want it to go in. The idea of being filled from both ends is almost enough to make me come.
“Please,” I beg against his lips.
“Patience, my queen,” he chuckles as he lowers me down, then lifts me back off again. “I don’t want you torn.”
He takes his time, rubbing me up and down the dildo.
I would’ve plopped my ass down if it weren’t for his hands on my hips.
Panting, I try to get him to fill me completely.
My eyes fly over his shoulder and land on Jace.
He’s staring at me with so much hunger in his eyes.
He’s fully clothed, with just his cock out, but one of his sleeves is rolled up, and numerous lines of red are bleeding out of his cuts.
My eyes widen as I watch him jerk himself off with my thong.
Richard shoves me down harder on the dildo, and I cry out. I’m suddenly glad he’s been taking his time because I feel like he’s stretching me too much. I shake my head, panting hard.
“Are you thinking about this being Jace’s cock?” he asks, his breath hot on my neck; he trails his tongue against my skin.
I squirm in his hands. “No.” I whimper. “Yes,” I admit. Then I immediately ask, “Colour?”
He kisses me. “Yellow.” Talking louder, he says, “Did you hear that, Jace? She’s imagining your cock pushing into her ass. Are you picturing it too?”
“Fuck you.” He groans. “Yes. How tight is she?” Raising a small, triangular knife, he cuts a thin line across his bicep.
“Fucking tight. I can barely get her to sit down.”
“Even with all that lube? Shit.” He hisses in a breath as he cuts himself again. My eyes latch on to the blood beading on his skin.
“It’s going to be even tighter when I push my cock into her pussy.”
I cry out as he pushes me all the way down, filling my ass completely.
Unwrapping one of my legs from around his waist, he puts it in a strap hanging from the ceiling.
My other foot is also secured in an identical stirrup on the other side of the dildo.
Then he lifts my arms over my head, so my breasts jut up into the air, and ties them up too.
Stepping back, Richard devours me with his gaze. “Come look at her, Jace. Look how wet she is and how beautifully she would’ve taken your cock up her ass.”
Tremors raking through me, I clench my fists as Jace steps closer. His cock is still wrapped in the fabric of my thong. Another line of red cuts through his skin. He steps right up to me, his eyes on mine, and a harsh breath escapes as I’m consumed by the heat in his gaze.
Slowly, he burns a path down my body. First my neck, then my breasts, and then finally my pussy and the dildo nestled tight in my ass.
Dropping to his knees, he ends up with his face right between my legs. “Fuck, you take that well. It’s bigger than mine.” He jerks himself harder as he stares at my glistening lips. “Can you ride it for me?”
I glance over at Richard, not wanting to do anything he isn’t comfortable with. At his subtle nod, I push myself up and down. Moaning, I watch Jace watching me, his breaths coming faster, his face becoming more strained. He rubs my thong across his cock. His eyes are riveted on the dildo.
I look up at my husband and find him slowly peeling off his shirt. My lips part as I ride the toy faster.
“Gods, I want to taste you,” Jace groans. “What does she taste like?”
“Fucking heaven.” Richard disappears into the sitting area for a moment, then walks over to us.
“Move,” he demands, and Jace obeys immediately.
Standing completely naked before me now, my husband holds up two nipple clamps. Trailing them up my chest, he clips them to my hair, then grabs his cock with one hand and my breast with the other. Lowering his head, he licks around my nipple as he slowly pushes into me.
I cry out, screaming from just the tip. He slams his palm against the wall beside me. A deep growl rumbles from his chest as tremors shoot up his arm. “Fuck, Jace,” he breathes. “She’s so fucking tight.”
“You’re not even in yet,” he groans.
My king rubs his lips against mine in soft kisses that leave me shaken.
“You’re going to sit fully down on my cock because you’re a good little slut.
” He removes one of the clamps from my hair and pinches it over a nipple.
I whimper from the flash of pain quickly overridden by pleasure. “Aren’t you, my queen?”
I nod, unable to find words beneath the desire snaking through me. Panting, I lean my head to the side, wanting him to kiss my neck. Placing the other clamp over my bud, he licks his way up to my ear before latching on to my earlobe with his teeth.
“You’re so fucking wet. Is all of this for Jace?”
I shake my head, then scream as he pushes in deeper. My hands wrap around my bindings, pulling myself up, but he grabs both my hips and anchors me back down.
“Colour?” he murmurs.
I gasp, trying to find breath with which to speak.
He stills, then pulls his head back to look at me. “Green?”
I nod vigorously.
He smiles. “That’s my good little slut.”
Shoving in another centimetre, he causes me to scream. I look down between us, my eyes widening when I see he’s barely in at all. He has a long way to go. I really don’t think he’s going to make it.
He removes the clamp from my left nipple. Lowering his head, he sucks on me. I squirm against him and the wall. My eyes find Jace’s face before dipping to his cock. Pre-cum dribbles down its length, soaking my thong and wetting his hand.
“Jace,” I gasp.
Growling, Richard jerks his hips, shoving into me hard. I cry out, throwing my head back as I clamp around him. My nails digging into my palms, I bask in the pleasurable pain ripping through me.
His teeth clamp around my nipple. He flicks it with his tongue. “Colour?” he demands around me.
“Yellow,” I rasp, the pain bordering on almost too much.
“Get me the clit vibrator again, Jace.”
Groaning, his bodyguard leaves us for a moment. When he comes back and hands his friend the toy, it already on, Richard places it on my clit. I jerk against the sensations.
The dildo filling my ass, my king pushes into my pussy slowly. Breathing heavily, Jace leans against the wall beside me. He fondles both my breasts. Reaching across me, he flicks the nipple clamp. I moan as pleasure races through me.
Leaning his head down, he sucks on my other breast. His tongue swirls around my nipple. His lips send shockwaves through it. My eyes fly to my king, opening wide.
“Jace,” he snaps, and his guard instantly steps back.
My breast feels bare, but that’s soon forgotten as Richard slams in deep.
I cry out, shuddering with pain and pleasure.
He tosses the clamp he’s holding over his shoulder at his friend.
Catching it, Jace wastes no time applying it to the very end of his cock.
His head falls back on a groan. His hand wraps back around himself as the small knife he has cuts a continuous run of lines into his arm.
My body flushes hot. Richard increases the vibrations on the toy.
“Colour?” When I don’t answer – unable to from all the feelings crashing through me, he asks, “Green?”
I shake my head.
“Yellow?”
I nod.
Grabbing my hips, he lifts me up a fraction. “Colour? Green?”
I nod desperately. My orgasm is beckoning so close to me. I look him in the eyes. My lips part on ragged breaths. Every nerve inside me feelings fucking alive with pleasure and pain.
Bucking my hips wildly, I strain against my straps. I want to ride him hard. Want to be his perfect little slut.
He groans as he sags against me and finally pushes all the way in. His fingers bruising my hips, he lets me set the pace until my energy gives way. I whimper loudly, needing him to continue. My entire body is shaking, just right there on the fucking edge to ecstasy.
“Fuck,” he rasps, kissing my neck as he pounds into me, pulls back, and then pounds in again. “You’re so fucking wet. Are you still thinking about Jace fucking your ass?”
His bodyguard cries out, and I nearly do too, but I fight my orgasm back. “Colour?” I ask him, knowing he can see how close I am because of Jace orgasming behind him.
“Yellow,” he bites out. “But I need you to keep your eyes on me.”
I nod feverishly. My gaze doesn’t move from his violet one even as he slams his cock into me. “I love you,” I rasp, feeling so godsdamn full. Full of cocks. Full of love. Just fucking full of my king.
He groans as he drops the clit vibrator to the floor.
With both of his hands on my hips, he thrusts me harder against him.
“Are you going to come for me?” he asks sharply as he picks up speed.
Cries leave me every time his piercing slams all the way inside me, faster and faster until they become one continuous scream.
“Y...ye– ahhhhhh!” My orgasm rips through me, jerking my arms and legs and every breath of air from my lungs. I scream so loud, it erases everything else around me.
It’s just me and my orgasm.
And Richard as he thrusts his hips again, sliding against the length of the dildo up my ass.
I pulse around his cock. He picks up his pace, slamming into me so fast, he bangs me against the wall.
I shudder under the waves of intense pleasure.
Sweat trails down my skin. A rippling power of heat tears through me, and a second orgasm rides the tails of the first.
Groaning, Richard buries himself to the hilt. His lips capture mine as he fills me with his cum. I whimper against him, rocking my hips so I can take every drop he has to give. More. More.
Our tongues dancing, we shudder against each other.
Slowly coming down off that high, I open my eyes to find Richard staring back at me. Something hot and dark flashes across his face. And then he’s kissing me hard, his mouth bruising.
When he pulls back, my eyes stay closed. A complete and utter exhaustion has claimed my body. He frees my wrists, and I sag against him on a sigh. He carries me to the bed, then sits down on the edge, with me on his lap.
Lifting me up, he turns me around so my back is to his chest. Then he slides his softening cock into my gaping ass. I don’t even have the strength to gasp. But when he speaks, my eyes snap open wide.
“Jace,” he says roughly, spreading my legs with his hands on my inner thighs. “Come lick her clean and know she’s mine.”