Chapter 25 #2
As I held out my hand for KC, not that he needed it, this began to be less about messing with Ren. KC’s eyes sparkled with excitement as he hopped up and kissed me. I dragged him to the bed and shoved him down across the end.
“Pay attention. We wouldn’t want you to miss anything.” I made quick work of tugging off KC’s boxers.
“The only way to make me stop watching would be to poke out my eyeballs.” Ren laced his fingers together and cradled the back of his head.
“Ew!”
“Graphic.” KC snickered.
“Baby, can I blow you?” I ran my hands up KC’s tree-trunk thighs and quivered with the anticipation coiling tightly in my gut.
“Uh yeah.” He wriggled his shoulders as if he was getting more comfortable, putting on a show. “Who wouldn’t want that?”
His husky voice made my cock pulse, and I gave it a stroke that sent need shooting up my spine. I leaned down and popped my lips around his cockhead, moaning louder than a porn star. I felt silly acting this way, but out of the corner of my eye, I caught Ren’s fingers twitching.
KC bucked and shoved more of his shaft into my mouth, his soft, satisfied groan making me tingly all over. I was forced to ignore Ren as I bobbed my head and tried to suck KC’s soul out through his dick.
“Shit.” Ren slapped his thighs, the crack loud in the room. “Get over here and service my cock, Kitten.”
My gut clenched. We were on a knife edge here. Would Ren respect the rules or not? He’d “lost,” but so far, he hadn’t touched his dick. And what was I prepared to do if he didn’t listen?
“No.” I smiled at him with all my teeth. Irritation crawled through me because, as fun as this was, I preferred to follow his orders. If we got through this, perhaps I could be comfortable with that again.
“Kitten,” he said sternly.
Huffing, I carefully held KC’s cock in my palm and gave it tiny licks, taking my time. If he thought I was a kitten, he could get the indifference of one. I held eye contact with Ren until KC began thrusting and slapping his hands on the comforter at his sides.
Ren’s attention was riveted on us. A nuclear bomb probably wouldn’t get him to close his eyes.
KC’s salty musk bathed my taste buds as he leaked a steady stream of precum. They were both captured by me, and they were more trapped than I’d ever been when they held me between them.
It was magical.
I understood why Ren enjoyed ordering us around. In this moment, I was the most powerful man in the room, no silk restraints required.
And while I missed our usual dynamic, liquid fire scorched my veins. “Being in charge is fun.”
KC groaned and flopped flat on the bed. Had he been close to coming?
A wheezy, painful sound—perhaps it was a laugh?—burst free from Ren, and he bounced his fists on his thighs. “It’s good, right?”
“Because KC listened to me, he gets something you only wish you had.” I hopped up and grabbed a condom from the nightstand. KC gasped and trembled as I smoothed it onto him. Next, the lube. The bottle was tricky and splooged far too much out onto my shaking palm, but that was fine.
“Will you be okay?” KC asked as I slathered all that slick on his dick. He clenched his teeth as I toyed with his cockhead.
“There’s enough lube here for an entire football team. I’ll be fine.”
They both groaned at my bad joke.
“Get over here with that,” Ren snarled, finally losing his cool.
With a smirk, I climbed up on the bed and got in position over KC’s straining, flushed cock. Ren bit the tip of his tongue between his teeth as I lowered myself until KC’s cockhead was right there, ready to fill me and make me scream.
“Oli! Now!” Ren’s fists clenched and unclenched.
“No.”
His mouth fell open and his brow furrowed as scalding pleasure rushed through me. KC had grabbed my hips and pulled me down until he was buried in my ass to the hilt.
I glanced at his blissful face, too startled to say a word.
“What? I’m not being punished.” He grinned, flashing his teeth.
With an amused snort, I rode him like a rocking horse, swaying back and forth, keeping him deep inside me to massage my P-spot. My cock convulsed with joy from base to tip, and I panted while chasing an orgasm without touching my dick.
“You’re so right,” I gasped out. “You’re not being punished. You get my ass on your dick as long as you want.”
Ren actually whined, something I wasn’t sure I’d ever heard him do, and I had to fight back a giggle.
It didn’t take long before the bed was creaking with the way we were pounding our bodies against each other. Everything about this felt wild.
Ren was gripping the bottom of the chair he sat on like he might fall off, and his cockhead was red and shiny with precum.
“My turn yet?” Ren was so tense the tendons in his neck stood out and his jaw could cut granite.
Pure insanity congealed into a bark of laughter that broke free as I raced toward all the good sensations popping through my dick, more explosive than fireworks. “You get to sit there and feel lucky to be in the same room as us.”
Ren shocked me when he dipped his head, but his focus never wavered from me and KC. “I know I’m lucky.” That silver-studded beast between his thighs spilled enough precum to make shiny rivers down the underside of his cock.
“Jerk off for us so you can have a reminder of what you’ll be doing if you ever lie to us again. You’ll be fucking yourself to old memories and nothing else.”
KC slapped my ass, and I yelped when he flipped me onto my back, then groaned as he pounded pure bliss into me.
The almost-there tension took over my body. I struggled to fuck faster. Sweat gathered on my skin and dripped down my temples.
“Oh, you’re strangling my cock.” KC panted hard.
“Fuck.” Ren licked his palm and attacked his dick, pecs tensing and balls bouncing against the seat as he fucked up into his fist. His face went red and he bared his teeth.
KC shifted and blasted my prostate head on, stealing my breath and cascading lightning bolts of ecstasy from my groin out to land everywhere, even the tips of my fingers and toes.
Ren’s cum blasted from him, splashing his abs and thighs as he shouted, and then KC kissed me, perfect and sweet, before he fucked as deep into me as he could.
The stretch burned so good. His cock swelled in my ass while he whimpered through unloading into the condom.
He gripped me so hard while he nutted that I was sure I would have finger-shaped bruises as a souvenir later.
But that was exactly what I wanted, so I didn’t say a word, just held on for the ride.
Time passed, I had no idea how much. Ren rolled KC to the side, and I could take full breaths again. In a haze I smiled at him as he cuddled us both, kissing my forehead, then KC’s.
“I really am fucking sorry,” he muttered. He brushed the tip of my nose with a butterfly kiss.
“Good,” I sighed, too wrung out to do anything except let him fuss over me.
“I love you two,” KC whispered.
“Same,” I mumbled.
“Ditto.”
We chuckled as Ren held us like he never wanted to lose us again, which was fine by me.
“I’m gonna order a steak the size of my face.” I sighed happily. “Since I’m not paying.”
“You little—” Ren tickled my sides, and I yelped and tried to fight him off while KC laughed, filling the room with joy.