Chapter 5 #2
A gasp tore from her lips as she fully impaled herself on his cock.
It stretched her in a way that bordered on too much, but she persevered, groaning as she corrected the angle using nothing but the slight movements of his hips.
God. Yes. The slight curve of his cock reached into her in ways it had yet to do.
Her back arched involuntarily. He held the leash taut.
Her hands slid up his strong, flexing thighs.
“Eyes on the mirror,” he growled.
She was hypnotized. The reflection was perfectly pornographic, with the sight of his cock disappearing into her, the leash connecting them like a tether.
Liam moved. Sharp, deep thrusts that lifted her slightly each time.
The leash kept her from pitching forward, forcing her to take every inch, to watch herself being taken in this man’s bed.
“Ah…” It was the only sound she could make, her eyes half-lidded as he fucked her with the full might of his hips. “Yes…”
His free hand gripped her hip, fingers digging into her flesh.
Eden met his gaze in the mirror. Dark. Possessive.
Hungry. She saw her own mouth fall open and the way her breasts bounced with the force of his fucking.
It wasn't about her pleasure. It was about this.
The scene. The ownership. The raw, visceral act of being used, of watching it happen.
She loved it. Every fucking second.
“Fuck me back,” Liam said.
The command broke the spell. Eden braced her feet on the mattress, pushing back against him and meeting his rhythm.
A new kind of power surged through her. She slammed her hips down, hard.
The slap of skin on skin was almost enough to drown out the harried moans eking from her lips.
Hot damn, this is so hot! She almost couldn’t get enough of the hard and heavy way his cock slammed up into her.
It was a crime that he was so in control of their movements that she couldn’t quite slam down as hard.
“That’s it,” Liam grunted, his voice drawing her back toward reality. “Take every fucking inch.” His grip on her hip would leave its mark later. The leash pulled taut, a constant reminder of who was really in charge. “Ride my cock. Give your pussy over. Fucking ruin yourself on it."
Her eyes were glued to the mirror. She saw the frantic, desperate roll of her hips, the sweat rolling across her bare chest, down between her naked breasts.
The coil in her belly tightened, hot and impossible.
A climax building from the inside out, with no touch but the relentless, punishing stretch of him.
Just pressure. Friction. Just the sight of it all.
Nobody’s ever made me this hot before…
“Come for me.” Liam growled between his words, and Eden fell for it. “Come on my cock like a good girl. Be nice and loud.”
“Yes!” she whimpered. “God, yes, I'm gonna—”
The last word was a garbled mess of moans and groans. Not only because this was hotter than hot, but because the bedroom door swung open at the sound of Eden biting back orgasm as the headboard smacked against the wall behind her.
“Oh, fuck!” Eden yelled that, both in orgasm and shock, because that was another person entering Liam’s bedroom – and Liam didn’t seem to give a shit.
“About time you got here.” Liam barely slowed down.
Eden, exposed and stripped of her inhibitions, could barely keep her wits about her and her tongue in her mouth as her other boyfriend stood at the end of the bed, his hands on his hips and fire burning in his eyes. “I was about to finish without you.”
“What are you doing here?” Eden could no longer see her reflection. Benson was standing in front of the mirror, and it was all she could do but remember how to feel embarrassed about the situation. “Ben!”
“Took the liberty of locking your front door!” Benson looked past her, past the woman still riding up and down on a cock with a mission. “That’s what you left it unlocked for? Any asshole could have come in here!”
“Yeah, and he did!”
“The fuck, Liam? You called me over to watch you fuck my girlfriend!”
That was when Liam briefly paused his relentless pursuit of her core, giving Eden just a long enough break to take in the situation. Benson’s here… Liam called him? When? Was that why he kept checking his phone? Was this all planned? Was he gonna tell her? Or…
Was this the second surprise?
“I like to think of her as our girlfriend,” Liam said. “What? You don’t want in on this?”
Finally, Benson looked directly at Eden, whose breasts bounced right in front of him as Liam resumed his meteoric movements.
This isn’t happening… No, she wasn’t embarrassed.
If anything, this felt like some crazy midnight fantasy come to life.
If only she didn’t have a feeling that she was currently a pawn in their game…
“I want in on her anytime she’ll have me,” Benson said.
“Fuck!” she whimpered again. “I didn’t know.”
“Of course you didn’t, angel. This man’s diabolical.”
“You’re not mad…” Eden grimaced as Liam slammed up into her and held his cock there, making her bite her lip and squeeze her eyes shut to withstand the pressure. Don’t come! Don’t come! Not like this! Hold, girl! “Are you?”
That squeak softened the man in front of her – the one watching her ride another man’s cock. “I’m not mad at you, angel. Looks like you’re having a great time.”
“Shut the fuck up and get in on this, Ben.” Liam tossed something at him, but Benson wasn’t ready and couldn’t catch it. “I’m about to bust.”
“How is that my problem?”
“She’s gonna want more! You know her!”
“Hey!” Eden couldn’t sit up any farther without pulling on the leash. Oh, my God, that’s why he got out the leash! So she couldn’t panic and run off in embarrassment! This was the dirty surprise the whole time! “I’m the one in the compromising position here!”
“I’m shocked you could get all those syllables out,” Benson said, removing his jacket. “God damn, you are hotter than hell.”
Her lips curved. It almost made her forget the soreness in her thighs. “You think so?”
“Get over here, Ben! Or we’re finishing without you!”
“Do not tell me what to do.”
“I’m just warning you! Your slow ass took forever to get here, and she started sucking my dick, and you know how it is!”
“What? She gets you hard, and you have to start fucking her?”
“No shit! You see this cunt!”
While Benson glared at her, Eden unexpectedly giggled and decided to say the first thing to come to mind. “Yeah, you see this shit?”
Benson leaned a knee against the bed, ferociously crawling toward her as Liam continued to claim her core. Well, this is hot… That was the face of a man who was here to take her back. Even if it meant interrupting her fun with someone else.
“I see my favorite slut getting fucked by another man.”
“Jesus, Ben… slut, really?”
But Eden pushed her shoulders forward, attempting to grab the man coming between her legs and wrapping an arm around her. “It’s okay,” she said, but probably too quietly for Liam to hear behind her. “I like it.”
Her tongue was already out again when Benson kissed her, both arms around her, hand on the back of her head, and ready to rip her off Liam.
But the leash was too resolute, and besides…
he was into this, wasn’t he? Benson talked a lot of shit, but in the end, he loved getting involved with his woman fucking another man.
And that was the gift Liam had given tonight.
He didn’t have to. He could have had Eden all to himself. Honestly, it would have been sweet had Eden had the wherewithal to think at all.
“You’re not mad?” she asked again when Benson released her lips.
“Wish I had more warning, is all.”
“Me too. He said he had a big surprise for me.” She glanced down at Benson’s erection, already straining against his jeans. “Is it that?”
With both hands on her and his eyes burrowing into hers, Benson said, “I’m not mad, but you don’t have much room to talk right now, angel.” He glanced down at how hard Liam continued to lift into her. “Show off.”
“I love it,” she confessed, every syllable punctuated with a heavy breath. “Tell me you love it, too, Ben.”
He tilted her head back and kissed the collar around her throat. “Served up to me on a platter,” he muttered, kisses descending to her breasts. Eden cried out as he sucked one of her nipples. “You shouldn’t have, you sick jerk.”
Liam said nothing. He was busy. Distracted. Or so Eden assumed as she gathered his shirt up into her hands and continued to ride his cock as Benson likewise lowered himself.
Farther.
Farther.
Just as she realized what he was about to do, Benson flicked his tongue against her clit, and Eden screamed in unfathomable pleasure.
Eden’s world fractured. The mirror showed a stranger, a creature of pure sensation, arched between two men. Liam, a relentless force behind her, driving deep, his hips a piston of raw power. And Benson, dark hair between her thighs, his tongue a brand against her most sensitive flesh.
Impenetrable confidence surged through her.
It was too much; it was everything. The dual sensations were a war on her senses, a battle for possession she was already losing.
Her body wasn't her own. It was a thing to be used.
She was their prize to be separately won. She loved it. God, how she loved it!
The sounds of her triumphant groans filled the room. Liam’s growl was a low counterpoint, the leash pulling her back, arching her spine, presenting her more fully to Benson’s hungry mouth. They were marking her. Liam from the inside out; Benson with every flick of his tongue.
“That’s it,” Liam grunted, his rhythm never faltering. “Make her come on me.”
“Was doing that before you said a damn thing,” Benson snarled against her, the vibration making her whole body convulse.