Chapter 21 #2
“Oh, Hayden! I can’t!” I scream, the pleasure taking me so close to the edge I’m scared of going over it. Scared of defying him, when I’m being punished.
“You can,” Hayden growls. “Just a little longer, and then you’ll get a break. As long of one as Remy thinks you deserve.”
“Do you want a break after he’s finished with you, mate?” Remy asks, crawling on the bed.
“Yes, please, please!” I squeal, doing everything in my power to keep the orgasm from tearing through my body.
Remy moves closer, then lifts until his cock is in front of my face. “If you want a break, then open your mouth and I’ll let you swallow the next one. That’ll earn you a break.”
I stare at Remy’s enormous cock, Hayden’s thrusts making it hard to focus on anything other than the pleasure. I’m not sure Remy will fit in my mouth, even if he isn’t as big as Hayden. But I’m going to need a break. I know that. Hayden barely gave me one.
So, I open my mouth, lips trembling, ready to do what is necessary to earn a reprieve.
“You should thank Remy for being so kind and generous,” Hayden rumbles, his hips still slamming into me. “I won’t be. Your pussy is too good for me to settle for anything else.”
I look up at Remy and swallow hard. “Thank you,” I whisper, opening my mouth again.
“Good girl,” Remy croons, guiding his cock to my lips, rubbing the slick head against them. “I won’t stop until you’re choking on my cum.”
I try to nod, but Hayden chooses that moment to thrust particular deeply, making me gasp. My mouth opens wider and Remy takes advantage of it, pushing inside before I can close it.
The taste is immediate and overwhelming, salt and musk, mixed with the orgasm I was denied.
I gag slightly as he pushes deeper, but he doesn’t stop.
Daisy described what it was like the first time for her while I covered my ears with disgust. I heard enough to know I should relax my throat and breathe through my nose, so I try to do that.
“That’s it,” Remy praises. “Let me feel your tongue. Mmmm, that’s better. Now suck on it.”
I try to follow his instructions, moving my tongue, gulping his length, even when it goes into my throat.
Remy tangles a hand in my hair to keep me steady, but it doesn’t help.
Hayden’s brutal thrusts drive me forward onto Remy’s cock, making him slip deeper into my throat.
I’m caught between them, helpless, unable to control the rhythm or the depth.
Slobber runs down my chin, mixing with tears, and I can’t even wipe it away.
“We’ll have to remember this if we have to punish her again,” Remy growls. “She can take two cocks just easily as she takes one.”
“Indeed, brother,” Hayden groans, his dick throbbing inside me. “But I think she’ll learn her lesson.”
I try to groan in agreement, but all I manage to do is vibrate against Remy’s cock, making him throb in my mouth.
I’m definitely learning my lesson. If the belt didn’t show me what happens to mates that disobey, this certainly is.
I never want to endure this again. Being forced to take them, bound in this humiliating and painful position, without giving in to the pleasure is every bit of the torture they intend it to be.
Tears stream down my face as I struggle to breathe.
Every time I think I’ve got the hang of it, another series of hard thrusts from Hayden makes me spiral.
It’s almost too much. Hayden’s thick cock stretching me, Remy’s length lodged in my throat, burning welts on my ass.
But none of that is worse than the need for a release.
“Your tight little pussy is begging for an orgasm. I can feel it,” Hayden mutters.
“I can feel the desperation, too,” Remy sighs, his length pumping into my mouth. “I don’t think you should finish until I do. Make her earn her break.”
“That might be difficult,” Hayden grunts, slowing his thrusts. “But I’ll try.”
I wish I could tell Hayden to just destroy me.
Fuck me until he’s finished, so I can focus on Remy.
Focus on anything other than the way the orgasm lingers, barely kept at bay by my determination.
Determination I didn’t know I had, but then I’m learning a lot about myself lately.
Learning that I have at least two mates, and soon, I might belong to an entire pack of hungry wolves.
First, I have to survive tonight.
I focus on Remy, doing my best to ignore the thrusts plunging deep into my core.
They’re impossible to ignore, but I bob my head, taking Remy into my throat, sucking his entire length to the best of my ability.
Using my tongue is difficult, because of the way my lips are obscenely stretched, but I wiggle it. Just enough to make him throb.
“Fuck, I’m not going to be able to last much longer,” Remy snarls. “Her mouth feels to fucking good.”
“She has to fight it. Not us. We get to use her as many times as we want,” Hayden replies.
Remy tangles more of my hair around his fist, pulling me forward as he forces his long dick all the way down my throat. He doesn’t stop until my top lip is crushed against his thick, furry pubic hair, my bottom lip against his balls. I’m choking, struggling, I can’t breathe, and I can’t get away.
Then he starts fucking my mouth. Quick, hard thrusts that grind my lips until I’m sure they’ll be bruised. I can barely suck. Barely move my tongue. Barely breathe. I just open my mouth wide and let him have what he wants, his thick cock stretching my throat while Hayden barrels into my pussy.
“I’m close, brother,” Remy gasps. “Too close.”
“Me too,” Hayden replies, his hands digging into my hips.
Both of their thrusting becomes unpredictable.
Desperate. They’re not fucking me now, they’re just rutting me, probably the way they would have rutted a she-wolf.
I’m trapped between them, unable to do anything but take what they’re giving me, my body shaking violently with the effort of holding back my own release.
“Oh fuck!” Remy groans, then his dick throbs in my mouth, his seed spilling into my throat.
“Finally!” Hayden roars, slamming into me one final time before he erupts.
They climax, practically in unison. Hayden’s cock pulses deep inside me, flooding my battered passage with his release, while Remy pumps his down my throat. Some bubbles up, but I swallow it, which only makes Remy groan louder as he finishes, more thick ropes erupting from his length.
I have no choice but to swallow, again and again, taking everything Remy feeds me while Hayden fills me from behind.
The sensation is overwhelming. My body is screaming for a release.
But by some miracle, I stop myself from giving in.
I just whimper and groan until I feel Hayden’s release dripping down my thighs.
Then they both still. Remy slowly withdraws from my mouth, and I gasp for air, coughing and sputtering. My throat is raw. My jaw aches. I can still taste him on my tongue. Hayden stays inside me for a moment longer before he releases the grip on my hips.
“A good start,” Hayden says, pulling out of me with a wet plop that causes even more of him to run down my legs. “But there’s still a lot more to go before your punishment is over.”
“For now, you get a break,” Remy declares, still panting. “You earned it.”
I feel the ropes loosening around my wrists and thighs. The relief is immediate. My limbs are stiff and aching from being held in position for so long. When I’m finally free, I try to move, but my body won’t cooperate. I’m too weak, too exhausted.
“I’ve got you, Ansley,” Hayden says, carefully lifting me from the chair.
Hayden carries me to the bed and lays me down on my side, careful not to put any pressure on my welted ass.
Every breath makes me aware of new aches, new pains.
My throat burns. My jaw hurts. My pussy is tender and overstimulated.
But worst of all is the desperate, unfulfilled need coiled inside me.
Remy walks over with a glass of water. He cradles my head and helps me drink. The cool liquid soothes my raw throat, washing away some of Remy’s taste. I drink like I haven’t had water in weeks, not realizing how thirsty I am until I’ve guzzled most of the glass.
“How are you feeling?” Hayden asks, brushing brown, sweat-dampened hair from my face.
“Like I’ve been run over by a truck,” I whisper, my voice hoarse and raspy. “Everything hurts.”
Hayden and Remy exchange glances. Something passes between them, probably via their mental link. I’m too weak to question it.
“This will be more than a break,” Hayden speaks in a deep, low voice. “Your punishment is over.”
“Really?” I whisper, a tired eyelid cracking. “But I thought…”
“You may be brave and a lot tougher than you look, but there’s only so much you can take, and we’re not cruel,” Remy says, sitting on the bed. “Not with our mate, at least. You mean more to us than anything else, even our rules and traditions. Maybe some of them are harsher than we realized.”
“Thank you,” I whisper, grateful for the reprieve. But it doesn’t feel right. I know I messed up. I know I deserve to be punished. “I… I can handle more.”
“Are you sure?” Hayden asks, surprise in his voice.
“Yes,” I answer. “I disobeyed you. I put you both in danger. I deserve it.”
I’m less confident than my words suggest. I feel like I barely made it this far.
But something inside of me won’t accept mercy, because I don’t feel like it’s justified after what I did.
All I cared about was my job. I’m beginning to see that there’s worse things in the world to worry about than Ms. Frost’s wrath.
“No more punishment,” Hayden growls, leaning down and kissing my cheek. “You’re forgiven and your penance is paid. But since you want more, you’ll get it.”
“Yes, you will,” Remy growls, taking the glass and putting it on the table. “Except this time, you don’t have to hold back. You can come as many times as you want.”
I can’t stop the silly grin that teases the edge of my lips. “In that case… I think my break is over.”
Remy crawls into bed and nibbles my shoulder. Hayden slides next to me, his hand sliding between my thighs.
If I’m allowed to come, I think I’m going to enjoy being claimed by two hungry wolves.