48. Violet
48
Violet
T remors worked through my body. My legs shook as Reid slipped his fingers out of me. My shoulders sagged as I prepared to collapse onto the bed.
“No.” I stilled as his arm wrapped around my waist, holding me up. “Don’t move.”
The breath stuttered in my lungs as he let me go. I couldn’t tell if he was still close, but I could feel his gaze on me. My entire body ached and trembled. Exhaustion tugged on my limbs, but I did as he said.
Seconds turned into minutes with only the sound of my breathing filling the room. The mattress dipped around my arms and knees. My skin started to cool, but my insides were heating.
There was something erotic about holding this vulnerable position. About knowing he was enjoying himself by only looking at me. I always felt this way when I followed Reid’s commands. The tension would build until I couldn’t take anymore.
The anticipation was almost better than the orgasm he’d just given me. My mind spun with all the things he could do to me next. With all the things, he could be doing well watching me.
Was he touching himself? Getting off on my submission? On the view of my pussy?
I didn’t hear any noise. Didn’t feel his warmth close to mine. Anything could be happening behind me, and it only turned me on.
I should’ve been embarrassed. Worried about how I looked. But I’d never felt more beautiful than when they watched me. Touched me.
The pressure built between my legs again. My pussy was throbbing for more. I could feel the heat growing inside me. I was a bomb, ready to explode.
Pleasure burst across my skin as his fingers brushed my neck. It was like a trail of fire as he traced down my spine until he was smoothing his hand over my ass.
“Fuck. This pussy is drenched again.” He groaned in approval as he swept through my dripping wet center. “You’re perfect.”
“Reid.” I begged. A gentle touch from him and I lost it. I didn’t even recognize the desperate whimpers that came from my lips.
This is what he did to me. What they did. I forgot who I was. It was the best kind of drug. I wanted to live in this heightened state forever.
“One orgasm wasn’t enough. Your sweet cunt is begging for my cock to fill it up.”
I shamelessly tilted my hips into his hand. The feel of his pants on my bare skin sent a shiver up my spine. There was something so obscene about being naked while he was still fully dressed.
“Patience.” He scolded with a hint of a smile in his voice. “We have work to do.”
Then he moved away from me. I was once again holding my position. Letting the pressure build in my veins. It threatened to destroy me. And I was pretty sure I’d let it.
My other senses were working overtime. The sounds of a drawer opening was like an explosion to my ears. I heard the contents shifting around as he searched for what he needed. I had no clue what he was looking for. What he’d do next. But I eagerly waited.
My body hummed. Desire sparked in my blood. My pussy ached and throbbed. My cheeks colored because I shouldn’t crave this depravity so deeply. Shouldn’t be so desperate for him. But I couldn’t help it.
An involuntary gasp burst from me as his warm palm touched my hip again. I spread my thighs wider. So fucking eager for what he’d do next.
But I wasn’t prepared when he pressed something hard into my center. My spine stiffened as he twisted it inside me. A pained whimper fell from my lips as he slid it in and out of me a few times. But it was gone before I could get any pleasure from it. That didn’t stop the filthy feeling of being used. It spread across my skin and turned me on even more.
“Wh-what are you doing?” I tried to turn my head to look, but in my position, all I could see was my own arm.
His fingers flexed on my hip, holding me in place. “Relax or it’ll hurt.”
“What will—.” My question died on a gasp of agony as the hard object was pressed into my ass.
My body moved without permission, trying to scurry away from the bite of pain. He gripped me harder, but it couldn’t stop my muscles from tightening. My ass clenched around what I now realized was a butt plug. One that he’d lubed up with my own arousal.
“None of that.” His deep voice racked over my skin, making me shiver. “Be a good girl and you’ll get rewarded.”
My eyes squeezed shut. My lips rolled together as I tried to ignore the pressure in my ass. It wasn’t the worst thing I’d felt. But it was foreign and uncomfortable.
“Breathe, pretty girl.” His fingers stroked my curves as he continued to ease the toy inside me. “We’ve got to start getting you ready.”
“W-why?” I gasped, trying to do as he asked, but my body resisted. Sweat slicked my spine. My breaths were short and sharp. My jaw ached from the tension.
“So you can take more than one of us at the same time.”
“Oh god.” I moaned, but I didn’t know if it was from what he was doing or saying.
I pictured Maverick sliding his cock into my pussy while Connor slammed into my ass. The images he’d put in my head finally made me relax. I whimpered when the butt plug settled completely inside me.
“Good girl.” My thighs trembled at his praise.
I shifted, trying to get a feel for the toy. I felt full, but needy. It was like the pressure in my ass was only making the throbbing in my pussy worse. My gut tightened with desire as I rolled and thrust my hips.
“Did I say you could move?” Every muscle snapped to a stop at his words. At the disappointment in them. But there was something else. Something darker that had my nipples puckering. “I guess I’ll have to help you stay still.”
My heart smacked in my ribs as I listened to the sound of his belt rustling. I couldn’t see him, and that only heightened my other senses. I jerked as leather brushed my legs.
“You’re so jumpy.” His chuckle was deep and seductive. “Or are you looking to be punished? Did you like having Maverick mark this beautiful ass?”
I didn’t answer because I was reluctant to admit I did. That I might be broken beyond repair for liking it.
Reid didn’t say anything as he wrapped his belt around my thighs. A harsh exhale was pushed from my lungs as he yanked it tight, sealing my legs together. I had no room to move. To escape. The feeling of fullness was almost unbearable. I was practically panting when he ran his hands along my body.
Skimming up from the leather to my ass. He grabbed a fistful, pushing my cheeks together. The pressure intensified the feeling of the toy inside me. I felt the slickness of my arousal as it pooled between my trapped thighs.
My clit throbbed, begging for attention. My pussy quivered in anticipation. The tension inside me was growing to an insufferable peak.
It was like having an itch you couldn’t scratch. My body was becoming more and more restless with every minute he made me wait. Made me hold this vulnerable position.
But I didn’t dare move. I wanted my reward. Wanted to be his good girl. My desires were truly fucked and right now, with fire in my veins, I didn’t care.
“Fucking perfect.” His groan was like a shot straight to my core.
My legs flexed to relieve the ache, but I was snapped back against the leather. There was nowhere for me to go. I flinched again as his hand smoothed over my ass.
My body went taut, waiting for the smack. For the pain, that shouldn’t be pleasurable. Instead, I felt his suit jacket skimming along my sides as he leaned forward. His warmth surrounded me as he brushed my hair aside to whisper in my ear. “I think we’ll try a different punishment tonight.”
A whimper escaped as his weight pinned me down. His clothes rubbed against my hypersensitive skin with each breath. Every little brush of our bodies together was like a zap of electricity. They filled the current between us. Each one building on top of the other until I didn’t know how much more I could take. And I had the feeling we were just getting started.
My teeth ran along my bottom lip as his hand moved down. I couldn’t control my instinctive need to rock into his palm as he cupped my pussy. But the leather kept me from spreading my legs to let him in.
“Reid.” His name came out on a shuddering breath as he pressed two fingers into my clit.
He teased the swollen bud, circling lazily. My muscles clenched as the sensations rolled through me. I moaned when I felt myself squeeze around the toy in my ass. It was a new feeling, but not unwelcome.
But it didn’t give me what I needed. The desire to come was overwhelming. I was like a branch, ready to snap from the pressure.
I pressed my head into the mattress and closed my eyes, knowing he’d take care of me soon enough. Until I felt his lips on my pulse and his words echoing in my mind. “Don’t come.”
“I need to.” I whimpered. I didn’t even recognize the desperate, needy tone of my voice.
“You can wait.” His teeth sank into the muscle where my neck and shoulder met. I cried out as the pain mixed with the lust in my blood.
I wanted to ignore his order. Give in to the feelings he was creating in me. But I didn’t.
Another part of me wanted to prove how strong I was. How much I could handle. Maybe if I could do this, I wasn’t as weak as I believed.
I bit my cheek to hold in my cries as he moved faster. Wetness slid down my thighs. I could hear it as he ran his fingers through me. I tried to move. Tried to take him inside, but he retreated.
Minutes turned over until I’d lost track of time. All I could focus on were the sensations overwhelming me. The erotic tension that drew me tight. The rage when I felt myself getting close, and he pulled away. The pressure between my legs.
It was too much. I couldn’t handle it.
Anger gripped my throat. Why was he doing this to me? Why couldn’t he let me feel good?
“Please.” I pleaded as my tears broke free. “Please, Reid. I need you.”
There was something sickly twisted about begging for the person who was torturing you. Something that poked at the wounds inside. The ones only they seemed to be able to heal.
My body ached. Lust crackled around us as his tongue ran along my cheeks, licking the tears away. “So sweet. I love hearing you beg, but no. You don’t come until I tell you to.”
A pathetic snarl ripped from my chest. I tried to push back against him, but he pressed his weight into me. I was surrounded by his heat. By his scent. His strength.
My stomach clenched as I remembered being in similar positions. Begging for a different reason. My lungs constricted. My breath stuttered with each strangled inhale.
Red.
The word floated through my mind. Even just thinking it was enough for the pain to lessen. For the panic to recede. Then there was Reid’s commanding voice.
“You’re doing so good.” I could hear the appreciation in his words. He slipped a finger into my pussy as he spoke. “You’re making a fucking mess.”
Then he was gone. His hands left me. His weight disappeared. I shifted my head, planning to scream at him, but he’d positioned himself in my view.
My pulse jumped as I watched him pull off his suit. His fingers moved deftly along the buttons of his shirt before it joined the jacket on the floor. His abs flexed as he reached for his pants.
My mouth went dry as I took him in. For a moment, I forgot about the urge to come. I was mesmerized by the trail of dark hair leading to his cock. He was thick and hard, ready for me like I was for him.
“See something you want?” My gaze flicked back to his face. He raised a single cocky brow. All I could do was nod as he fisted himself. A drop of precum slid down the head as he pumped his length while staring at me. It was intoxicating, knowing I was the one who made him this way. It was me he craved. “Say it, pretty girl.”
“I want you.” I said without hesitation.
His hips flexed at my words, fucking his hand as his eyes stayed locked on me. “You’re going to be so goddamn tight with that in your ass and me in your pussy.”
My core clenched. I needed that, him, desperately. “Reid, please. I need you. Fuck me.”
He smirked as he closed the distance between us. His warmth was at my back again. His thick cock pressed into me. I tried to spread my legs, but the leather dug into my skin as it held me in place.
“Such a needy slut .” He slammed into my core at the last word.
I screamed at the harsh intrusion. My eyes bulged. My nails clawed at the blankets. It was too much. Too tight. I felt like I couldn’t even breathe with him inside me.
“Come.” His command was all it took to have me exploding.
Or maybe it had started when he’d impaled me on his cock. All I knew was the euphoria overtaking me. It darkened my vision. Fatigued my muscles until they shook as I maintained my position. It stole my breath.
“Fuck.” Reid cursed as his fingers dug into my hips. He held himself still as if he was savoring the feel of my inner walls clenching and releasing around him.
I’d never come so hard in my life. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think past him. I was drowning in the feeling I loved. The feeling of being controlled. Owned.
I never wanted to let it go.