CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
CLOVER
I really shouldn’t have said that. As soon as Blaze started to undo his belt, I knew I was in for it.
“You’re a sassy little fuck doll, huh?” His laugh was low and wicked. “Let’s see how sassy that mouth is once your ass is so raw you can’t sit down.”
Swallowing hard, I braced myself and said, “Sure. If you insist.”
Blaze held the leather belt in one hand, grabbing my chin with the other. He bit down on my bottom lip until I yelped. “I could fall head over heels for you, Clover. The more I feel for you, the more I want to hurt you until you scream my name.”
Moving around behind me, Blaze cracked the belt against his hand. The sound was loud and jarring, making me jump. Not being able to see when the blow would come against my skin made me nervous. Cash and Daire stood before me, watching with intrigue.
The first hit of the belt was shocking yet also relieving. It released something inside of me. Tension I’d been holding. I pressed my lips tight, refusing to make a sound.
Blaze took his time, waiting in between smacks so I wouldn’t know when the next was coming. He targeted one cheek, then the other. Then both together. Even my upper thighs got well acquainted with his belt.
At first it was easy to hold back and not make any noise. Every time the belt hit my skin, it grew harder to contain myself. It felt so bad and so damn good at the same time.
Shockwaves zipped through me with each hit. The pain gave way to a hot sensation that felt satisfying as hell. As Blaze put more strength behind each smack, the whimpers, yelps, and moans poured out of me.
“That’s right, my adorable little whore. Let’s hear it.” Blaze paused to slide a hand between my legs from behind. “Fuck, you’re wet. Looks like someone enjoys having their ass spanked.”
When Daire stepped forward, I stiffened, wary of what he would do. He stroked a hand along the side of my face, holding my cheek as he kissed me. His tender touch starkly contrasted with Blaze’s aggression.
“Do you want me to make you feel good?” he asked, husky desire in his voice.
I nodded, whining as Blaze spanked me again, this time with his bare hand.
Daire sank slowly to his knees before me. “There’s only one rule, my beautiful unicorn. You’re not allowed to come. Not until I give you permission. If you come without my permission, I’ll shove my cock down your throat until you choke on it.”
Placing a hand on each of my hips, Daire pressed his face between my legs. His tongue darted out to lick my wet slit. My body shuddered. He expected me to withhold an orgasm while he ate my pussy? What a fucking madman.
“Daire,” I panted as he tongued my clit. “Stop. I can’t. I won’t be able to hold back.”
That’s when Cash came to stand beside me, his hand covering my mouth. “None of that. Obey or bear the punishment. How much more do you think you can take, Sunshine?”
When he pulled a set of nipple clamps from his pocket, my eyes widened in disbelief. I wanted to beg him not to put them on me but knew that wouldn’t stop him. Maybe it would take my mind off Daire’s tongue delving inside me.
Cash’s hand was warm on my breast as he caressed it, flicking his thumb over my nipple. He leaned down to suck it into his mouth, making me gasp and moan. Moving to the other nipple, he teased the hard peak with his tongue.
He clipped the first nipple clamp on, and I sucked in a hiss of breath. It definitely hurt. When he did the second one, I let out a squeak of pain. Holding onto the chain stringing between them, he gave it a tug.
“Motherfucker,” I cursed. My body jerked as if I could get away. Wishful thinking.
My moans quickly turned into cries as the three of them punished my body in various ways. Having them bring me pain and pleasure while demanding that I do not come was a special kind of torture.
Daire licked and sucked my clit, determined to make me come and earn another punishment. There was no holding back. My body refused to obey my demands that it resist him.
My ass had started to go numb from Blaze’s spanking. He eased up, rubbing a hand over my raw flesh.
“Goddamn that ass is red,” he murmured, pleased with himself.
Every time Cash tugged on the nipple clamp chain, pain shot through my pinched nipples and straight into my groin. The rise of an orgasm brought with it a sense of panic. My body jerked as I tried and failed to escape Daire’s persistent tongue.
“Don’t you fucking come, Clover,” he snarled. “I mean it. You’re going to choke on my cock. Unless that’s what you want. Maybe I need a harsher punishment.”
“No,” I begged. “Please, no.”
There was no denying the waves of pleasure that built inside me. I felt the climax coming. There was no stopping it. I fought hard, telling myself that it was nothing, that I wasn’t going to orgasm. Daire’s demanding tongue proved otherwise.
My orgasm exploded out on a scream that left me breathless. My legs were weak, refusing to hold me. I hung awkwardly from the chains.
When Daire rose and slid his knife from a pocket, adrenaline hit hard and fast. “I’ll try to make this fast. Consider it payback for the pepper spray.”
Without hesitation, he pressed the tip of the sharp blade against my skin beneath my breasts. I fought back a scream as he began to carve into my sensitive flesh. A few jerky motions of his hand and he was finished.
The wound burned as small drops of blood ran down my body. I glanced down to find his initials cut into me.
“Fucking psychotic asshole,” I muttered, wary of inviting more pain.
“Get her down,” Daire instructed as he slowly backed away.
My legs refused to hold me when Cash and Blaze removed the cuffs from my wrists. I sagged between them, trying to get my footing. My ass burned, my pussy throbbed, and my shoulders ached. Not to mention the fresh bleeding wound. And yet, I wanted more.
Daire raised a hand, beckoning me with a finger. “On your knees, Clover. Crawl to me.”
He stood on the other side of the room near the couch, watching me with predatory delight. Blaze and Cash lowered me to the floor, leaving me on my hands and knees.
My initial reaction was to resist Daire’s command. It was a humiliation tactic meant to put me in my place. I knew that I should tell him off instead. Part of me wanted to obey. To please him. That was humiliation enough.
Being claimed by the Angels had taught me a lot about myself. I’d never have guessed that being their toy would turn me on. I expected to feel ashamed. Instead, I felt excited and a little pissed off about the cut on my torso.
Daire snapped his fingers, growing impatient with my hesitance. I launched into motion. Crawling across the carpet toward him, I watched the gleam in his green eyes grow.
As I drew closer, Daire began to undo his belt and pants. Pulling out his cock, he lazily stroked a hand along the shaft.
“That’s a good girl,” he murmured.
When I reached him, I sat back on my feet, peering up at him. Tightly gripping my jaw, he leaned down to press his lips to mine in a dirty, messy kiss. As he pulled back, he slid two fingers into my mouth, pumping them in and out.
“Open wide, beautiful.” Without waiting, Daire replaced his fingers with his cock, shoving it down my throat in one rough thrust.
I did my best to breathe through my nose and not panic as he aggressively fucked my mouth. When someone’s hand slid into my hair to hold my head in place, it took a moment to realize it was Blaze.
There was no getting away. Held between them, I took Daire’s cock deep in my throat. He’d meant what he said about using it to choke me. He made sure to make me gag several times, pausing to let me breathe briefly before plunging deep again.
My eyes began to water, spilling tears down my cheeks. Daire swiped a thumb through them. Bringing it to his mouth, he licked my tears from his thumb as he watched me struggle for breath. A few more thrusts and he released a hot spurt of cum down my throat. I did my best to swallow, almost choking on it.
“Every drop, Angel. That’s right.” Daire caressed my cheek, wiping the rest of my tears away. Shoving his cock back into his pants, he knelt down in front of me. “You did so good. I almost wish we’d pushed you harder. Next time for sure. I still have so much planned for you. Let’s get you upstairs and take care of you, hmm?”
Blaze removed the clamps abusing my nipples before scooping me into his arms. I wasn’t sure what to expect but it wasn’t for him to take me to the bathroom on the top floor where he ran me a bubble bath. When Cash brought me some water with a spritz of lemon, I eyed them both suspiciously.
“Stop looking at me like that,” Blaze laughed. “Is that enough bubbles?”
He motioned to the mountain of bubbles atop the water. I still felt a little out of it from what I’d just endured. High almost.
I sank down into the bubbles, having to slap them away from my face when they nearly went over my head. My knife wound and sore ass stung from the water’s touch. “Pretty sure that’s more than enough bubbles.”
Daire stuck his head into the bathroom. “I’m going to do a liquor and weed run. Do we need anything else?”
“I’ll go,” Blaze said, jerking a thumb toward me. “You stay and take care of our girl.”
Daire frowned, letting Blaze shove past him as he left the bathroom.
“I could really go for something chocolate and maybe some Twizzlers,” I called after him.
Blaze shouted something affirmative, his voice fading on his way down the stairs. The sound of the front door opening and closing followed.
Daire and Cash exchanged a look before turning to where I lounged in the tub. Picking up a bath puff, Daire sat on the edge of the tub and grinned. “Ready for me to scrub your back?”
Scooping up a handful of bubbles, I blew them in his direction. The bubbles rained down around Daire as he fruitlessly tried to slap them away.
I settled back into the water, letting the warmth soothe me. As far as punishments went, this wasn’t so bad.