Chapter 33 #2
I nod, breath catching. “Fuck yes.”
Jasper’s voice is a low rumble from behind me, close enough to send shivers up my spine. “Look at you, Sawyer. So fucking brave. So goddamn beautiful spread out on this desk for us.”
Blake rattles his chains again, cursing under his breath, but I barely hear him now. Riot’s touch is everywhere—gentle, then rough, teasing, then possessive. He leans in, mouth brushing the shell of my ear. “You tell me what you want, Sawyer. You set the rules now.”
I meet his eyes, letting all the fear burn away, leaving nothing but want. “Don’t let me come until I’m begging for it. Make him watch me unravel for you. For both of you.”
Riot’s lips curl in a wicked smile. “You heard her, Reign.”
Jasper steps closer, his hands sliding over my shoulders towards my breasts, his mouth at my neck. “She’s going to give him a lesson he’ll never forget.”
“Sawyer, stop! Don’t do this. You’re humiliating yourself. You’re—”
But this time, I don’t even look at him.
Because I know in this moment, I am finally free.
And I am choosing every second.
Jasper’s mouth is trailing kisses along my neck. Riot’s hands grip my thighs, spreading me so wide it’s obscene, But it’s so Blake has the clearest possible view of all of it. I want him to see it. I want him to know he never stood a fucking chance. He could never make me feel the way they do.
Riot drags two fingers up my pussy, spreading my wetness all over me, making a show of it.
He smirks at Blake. “See this? I bet she’s never been this wet for you.
Just so you know, not that you’ll ever have the chance again, this is what it looks like when a woman is aroused.
I know you can see how wet she is from where you’re at.
” He slides one finger in, then two, curling them until my head falls back and I can’t help the moan that breaks free.
Jasper’s voice is in my ear. “Did he ever made you sound desperate like that, baby?” He pinches my nipples through the lace, rolling them between his fingers until I whimper.
Riot’s thumb circles my clit, just enough to tease, never enough to let me slip over.
“You’ll cum when we say you can, Angel. And not a second before.
” He finally bends and flicks his tongue over my clit, making me jerk and gasp.
He holds me down with one hand pinning my hips so I can’t escape the torment.
I’m already panting and rocking against Riot’s hand as he finger fucks me. Jasper watches, eyes black, hand already fisting his cock, leaking for me. I hadn’t even noticed he’d stripped. “Look at him, baby. Let him see what it looks like.”
Blake spits out another curse, but his voice cracks. “Sawyer, you’re better than this. You don’t have to—”
“I want this. I want them. I want you to know what it feels like to be powerless. Watch me beg them for what you could never give me.”
Riot pumps his fingers harder, his tongue relentless, mouth and hand working me until I’m sobbing, trembling, on the edge of release. But every time I get close, he pulls back, leaving me clenching around nothing.
Jasper slides in front of me, dragging the tip of his cock over my lips. “Open your mouth, baby. Show him how much you like sucking my cock.”
I open, tongue flicking out, and Jasper groans as he pushes in, fucking my mouth slow and deep. My eyes water, drool slicking my chin, but I never break eye contact with Blake. I want him to see my lips stretched wide around Jasper’s cock, want him to know every filthy, hungry sound is for them.
Riot stands, dragging my panties off and spreading me open again. He presses his cock to my entrance, sliding just the head in, then pulling back, teasing, denying me exactly what I want.
“Say it,” Riot rasps, voice guttural. “Let him hear what you want.”
I pull off Jasper, panting, spit-slick and wild. “Please—fuck, I want it—I want you to fuck. I want him to see it. I want him to know I’ll never cum for him the way I cum for you.”
Jasper grabs my face, makes me look at Blake. “Tell him. Tell him exactly who owns you now.”
“I’m theirs. I’ll always be theirs. You’re nothing to me.”
Riot slams in right then, fucking me so hard my eyes roll. His hands are on my waist controlling every movement. Jasper slides back into my mouth, groaning as he begins to fuck my face.
The sounds coming out of my mouth are filthy, and I want every second of it. They build me up, keeping me right on the edge but never letting me go over.
Riot’s words echo off the basement walls. “You’re trembling for us already. We’ll fuck you until the only thing you can think about is our hands, our mouths, our cocks—nothing else. You’re gonna come so hard for us you’ll forget he ever existed.”
Jasper growls, fucking my mouth deeper, harder. “Make her beg, Riot. Make her scream for it.”
“Please, please, please. Let me fucking cum. I need it.”
Jasper pulls out, tilting my head back he kisses me hard. Riot’s thrusts get brutal, relentless, his fingers bruising my hips as he pounds into me.
But then Jasper’s hands close around my waist. “On your side. Let’s give him a better view.”
Riot grins, pulling out slowly, leaving me empty and aching. Jasper guides me onto my side right at the edge of the desk—my pussy pointed straight at Blake, one leg in the air over Riot’s shoulder as the other hangs off the side of the desk, everything on display.
“Look at her,” Riot says, stroking himself as he lines up between my thighs. “You see this, Blake? This is what it looks like when she fucking needs it.”
Jasper moves in front of me, tapping the head of his cock against my lips. I open for him to slide in just as Riot slides back in, the angle even deeper, making me choke around Jasper’s cock as I try to breathe.
Riot’s voice drops low, meant for Blake as much as it is for me. “You like this, princess? Letting him watch you get used? You want him to see how much you love being a slut for us? How much you love being fucked by two men?”
Before I can even nod, Jasper’s hand finds my throat, squeezing just enough to make my head spin. “She’s fucking perfect, Riot. She’s so fucking good for us. You’re our favorite mess, aren’t you, Little Demon?”
I whimper, the sound muffled around his cock. Riot’s pace gets rougher, his hand reaches for my hair, and he yanks my head back so I have to look up at Jasper, spit and tears running down my face. “Tell him how much you love it,” Riot orders as he pulls out to lick my pussy.
“I love it—I love being yours—love being a slut for both of you. I never came for him like this, never wanted it, never fucking begged—”
Jasper leans over me to rub my clit while he drives into my mouth. “That’s such a good girl. You gonna cum for us, baby? Gonna show him what it looks like when our girl loses control?”
Jasper’s hand slides lower, his fingers spreading me open for Riot. I glance at Riot, watching him as he lines up and pushes back inside, the head of his cock gliding through Jasper’s fingers.
Riot groans. “Holy fuck, Sawyer. You feel that? Jasper’s hand holding you open for me. My cock is sliding through his fingers into you. Shit, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
His fingers brush Jasper’s, clutching the base of his cock as he thrusts, so every movement rubs him against Jasper’s hand, against me, all three of us locked together. I clench hard, the filthy idea of it making me moan.
Jasper leans down, his voice rough in my ear. “You like that, Trouble? You like the thought of me spreading you open, feeling him fuck you through my fingers while Blake watches every fucking inch of Riot disappear inside you?”
“Yes, fuck—don’t stop. Please don’t stop…”
Riot laughs, fucking me so deep I sob, legs trembling. “Beg for it, Sawyer. Let’s hear you.”
“Please—please let me cum, I need it so bad, please, I’m yours, just want to be your perfect slut—”
Jasper grips my throat before I can even finish begging. “That’s right, baby, you’re ours. So you better fucking cum all over Riot, so I can fuck you next.”
“You’re gonna soak my cock, aren’t you? Gonna scream so loud it echoes off these fucking walls?” Riot is barely hanging on.
Jasper continues fucking my mouth. He removes his hand from my throat, but then slaps it against my slit making me scream around his cock.
My body starts convulsing as I cum instantly, clenching around Riot so tight but he continues to fuck me through it.
I’m screaming around Jasper’s cock, spit and incoherent words slipping from my mouth.
I’m still shaking as Riot and Jasper pull out of me together. My body’s humming, overstimulated, but they’re not done.
Jasper grabs me by the waist, and Riot helps lift me, putting me on all fours and moving me closer to the edge of the desk.
My ass is facing Blake, my legs spread wide, everything on display.
I can hear his chains rattling as he shifts, trying to look away but failing as he’s forced to watch every filthy second.
Jasper and Riot move behind me, both of them kneeling—one on each side.
Their hands slide up my thighs, making sure Blake can see just how ruined I am, how wet and messy my pussy is, dripping for them.
He couldn’t miss it anyway, it’s everywhere.
Jasper’s fingers spread me open, his thumb brushing my swollen clit while Riot drags his hands up, thumbs parting my ass cheeks.
Jasper glances over his shoulder at Blake, then down at me. “You see that, Blake? That’s her cum, from us, not from you—never from you again.”
Then both their mouths are on me—Jasper diving straight in, tongue fucking my pussy, licking up every drop of cum that’s smeared between my thighs, moaning like he’s starved for it.
They both eat my pussy like they will never get enough.
Riot pulls back and licks a path from the back of my knee, up the inside of my thigh, and over my ass—his tongue flicking and swirling, teasing my rim before he licks.