Chapter 5
FIVE
AIDEN
“Fuck,” I ground out through clenched teeth as Casey bobbed his head up and down the length of my cock.
He had wasted absolutely no time unbuckling my belt and pulling my briefs and pants down my legs—where they now sat, still wrapped around my ankles—after PetalstoFang’s response sprung my dick to life.
“You didn’t even give me a chance to respond. Holy shit.”
He only moaned around my dick, forcing my back to arch as it vibrated every nerve ending in me. It was made both better and worse when he added his hand to the mix. He stroked up and down my length perfectly, his spit acting as lube, and I swore that I could already feel my balls begin to tingle.
The phone and her messages were quickly put on the back burner.
Just for a few moments, anyway.
I fisted his hair in a firm grasp before leaning back slightly and shoving his head down.
He gagged brutally, his throat constricting on all eight inches of me.
My chest all but vibrated as I forced him to keep it down for four full seconds.
“Yeah? You wanted to be eager, Wraithe. So be a good fucking boy and take a face-fucking then. Eagerly.”
Once the four seconds were up, I relinquished my hold on his head and watched as he came up for air. His eyes were lined with tears, and spit still connected my dick to his pouty mouth.
God, how I loved that sight.
“You…” he panted, “are a caveman.”
I chuckled darkly as I grabbed the base of my cock and smacked it against his pouty lips. “You complaining, pretty boy?”
“Never.”
“Get back to it, then.”
He didn’t even hesitate. Once again, his mouth was sucking my dick down his throat—this time, without me even having to force it. He took me all the way down, forcing past his own barrier. I groaned as I felt him swallow, only to somehow lick my balls, too.
Fuck me.
That alone was one reason I probably fell in love with him. Because that was a fucking talent.
I growled. “Wraithe. God-fucking-damnit. More…just a little more.”
Instead of giving me more, though, the brat popped his head off my cock again. His eyes landed on my phone. “Better answer our girl, Daddy. She’s gonna think we’re not interested.”
Despite the warring emotions of wanting to get off and wanting to respond to our girl, I nodded and reached back for my phone.
I knew he was right.
Even if my heartbeat was literally in my cock.
Except, when my eyes scanned Petals’ last set of text messages once again, I watched as pre-cum built at the crown of my dick—which Casey licked at immediately, making me groan.
PetalstoFangs
I mentioned it to you both already, but I was previously married to a bad man.
He made me do things I didn’t want to do.
But now, I actually want to do those things.
Just like my bio suggests. I want a dominant man—or, well…
men—to enact a scene similar to what I used to do. But I want to enjoy it this time.
My heart panged at that message. That certainly didn’t get me hard in the slightest.
Whatever she had gone through—it had fucked her up for life. I felt bad for her.
But in that same breath, I wanted to prove Casey right and beat my chest like a caveman when her next message came through immediately after.
It was her next set of messages that led me to getting my dick sucked.
PetalstoFangs
I’ve done my research. I want to live out a primal scene. I don’t necessarily care how it begins, or how it ends. But I want to be hunted, scared, and completely out of control of the situation.
I’ve watched some pornos with it, too. Ranging from CNC to just typical sex. Masks are hot. Knives are hotter. My only real hard limit for that kind of scene is guns and anal without lube.
God. Even admitting this to you both is getting me hot.
Ding, ding, ding.
Boner.
“Suck. Finger my ass while you’re down there, too, pretty boy. Make me come,” I ordered as I turned my hooded gaze toward Wraithe and started typing again. At that point, I realized she could have fallen asleep, but I was crossing my fingers that it wasn’t the case.
PreyForUs
Naughty girl. That is something I’ve actually wanted to do for some time, though. With a female, that is. I’ve done something similar with Wraithe already.
Her response was immediate. Thank fuck. I knew she had to be tired.
PetalstoFangs
Yeah? Really?
What would you do? If you could?
PreyForUs
Wraithe and I would surprise you at your job. You would get a text from one of us, telling you to go out into the parking lot. I’d recommend telling your boss or coworkers that you’re ill and need to go home.
PetalstoFangs
Okay…
PreyForUs
Then we would simply make that fantasy come true.
Maybe I sneak up from behind you and put a hand to your mouth.
Fuck, maybe I put a drug-coated rag to your mouth instead and force you to breathe it in.
Maybe I make you take the lead before I strip the control from you entirely.
Regardless, you’d belong to us for the night.
PetalstoFangs
Oh my God.
Don’t stop. Please.
PreyForUs
Then we’d either drag you or drive you to some remote woods. And we would tell you to run. And you would do just that.
And when we catch you, we fuck you.
You’d say it’d be against your will, but I’d bet money you’d be dripping for us.
I bet you’re dripping now, aren’t you?
Typing out that last sentence, I moaned loudly as Casey dragged his teeth over my length, right as he pushed in two fingers in my ass. My eyes darted to him, and we both watched as my cock visibly twitched from the motions of him fingering me.
“Baby,” I groaned out. “Fuck, yes. God, I love you. I love what you do to me.”
He looked up at me and whimpered.
Fucking…whimpered.
Just at my words.
Goddamn.
I continued. “I want to come. Suck the cum out of my balls, Wraithe. C’mon. I know you can do it, baby.”
“Say please,” he muttered, smirking.
I shook my head before fisting his hair once again, guiding his mouth right back to my length. He was the only person I had ever begged for, but I’d beg a thousand times over for anything regarding him. “Please, pretty boy.”
Just like that, he went after my fucking soul with renewed effort.
His fingers fucked my puckered hole hard, knuckles deep and curling toward my g-spot as he deep-throated me again and again.
Repeatedly, his nose brushed against my pubic bone as he took me all the way down, and I felt my balls draw up tight.
My phone buzzed at that moment, and I forced myself to look at it instead of him.
The sight had me yanking Casey’s head off me.
I held his hair tightly, groaning roughly as my cum spurted out and landed all over his face.
Rope after rope of my seed hit him, and I groaned even louder as he stuck his tongue out, trying to catch everything he could.
His fist continued pumping at my length, milking me for everything I had, and heat flew all the way from my head to my toes at the sensation.
I looked back down at my phone, nearly slumping over.
PetalstoFangs
…I came from that alone.
*one attached image*
At the cusp of my orgasm, Petals had sent me a fucking picture of her fingers—wet, sticky, and covered in her own cum.
All from me merely telling her a brief plan of what we would do to her.
I swallowed roughly.
I guess I had a type—and it was eager and reactive.
Casey moved his mouth back to the tip of my cock, and I huffed as he sucked my sensitive tip again—still covered in my cum.
Then…an idea hit me.
I grabbed his head and opened my camera app.
Making sure to cut off the top part of his face—for the time being, at least—I snapped the shot of my softening dick in his mouth, and all the visible proof of my orgasm on his face.
He released my dick with a soft pop. “Are you sending that to her?”
I nodded. “She wanted to play with fire. Now she’s going to get burnt.”
PreyForUs
So did I.
*one attached image*
Once that was sent, I nearly threw my phone to the side, kicked the clothes around my ankles off, grabbed Casey’s hand, and dragged him to our bedroom.
He laughed as he followed me. “What’re we doing?”
I turned back to him with a smirk. “You really think I’m not gonna make you finish after that? I’m going to make you scream for your Daddy. And then we’re going to go get our fucking girl and erase the memory of whatever that sick fuck did to her, by doing it how she likes it.”