EPILOGUE 2 #2
“Excellent.” Her grin’s bloody evil, but I really can’t complain when it’s a grin.
I mean, come on, she’s fucking gorgeous, and every smile of hers is still a miracle to witness, making my chest pinch each time I see a look like this on her face.
And it’s so bloody often lately. Never have I been happier, even right now, when I’m half worried my dick’s about to fall off.
“Do not fear. I would never harm your beloved cocks.”
Said cock jumps at the sound of that word on her plush lips. “My dick says otherwise,” I force out, voice strained.
Ezla pouts mockingly. “Would you like me to kiss it better?”
“Yes,” I reply far too quickly and eagerly, and her delight only rises.
“So, so greedy for me, my men . . .” she purrs.
“How could we not be, Love? Look at you . . .”
When those captivating brown and green eyes light with a sadistic kind of excitement, I know Scotty’s words have just given her an idea that will torture the both of us even more.
“Oh, that is a good idea.” Twirling away from us, Ezla heads back towards the bed before rounding it to return to the drawers.
What’s obviously a remote that must be connected to both of the cock rings comes back with her before she settles herself on the left side of the bed facing us, so damn far away.
“You can watch me pleasure myself whilst I torture you.”
“Wait, Vengeance—” I start to beg for mercy, but my own cry cuts me off as the vibrations of the sex toy increase. “Sh-shit,” I moan out in near enough agony, Scotty’s breathed-out, “Ezla . . .” letting me know he’s suffering the same.
Laying herself out on her back, HC’s thighs part to show us everything, and my breath gets caught in my throat.
“Watch,” she repeats calmly, trailing a hand down the centre of her torso.
My heavy-lidded eyes follow that hand obsessively until it stops at her swollen pussy.
I can see how wet she is from here, her skin glistening for us.
“Spread yourself for us. Let us see your perfect cunt properly—”
My mouth snaps shut at just the simple slow raise of her dark brow.
“There will be no control from you today, Cooper. You can beg for me, but you cannot command me.” Middle finger extending, I fucking know that was a subtle but very deliberate fuck you from her as she uses the pad of it to locate and press down on her clit.
Scotty lets out another huffed laugh under his breath that quickly turns into a long, low moan as we both keep watching Ezla fixatedly, and I’m too transfixed, too caught up in her, to even be pissy with him.
Another moment of rubbing herself slowly, and she plunges two slim fingers straight into her pussy. Throwing her head back, her long chestnut-brown hair spills across the onyx sheets beneath her.
Scotty’s next groan sounds like he’s dying. “God, I’m sorry for everything, Ezla. I hate all I said. Please let me touch you. Let me take care of you.”
In the same state as him, I manage to get out, “Let us make you feel good, Vengeance. I’m so goddamn sorry—”
“I know you are,” she cuts me off sternly, glare zoned in on the both of us.
“Do not think of back then—only now. This is your apology. I do not need your words, only your actions, your desperation for me.” A moment later, her eyes are happily closed and her head’s tipping back again as she starts to move her fingers in and out of her.
Muttering a string of filthy curses under my breath, my wrists strain against the cuffs around them, chains clinking.
I can feel the ache in my arms, my entire body, from being held in this position, but nothing compares to the torture my motherfucking blue balls are in.
My cock’s seriously fucking killing me as I watch and hear each lewd wet thrust as Vengeance picks up the pace of her fingers, encouraged by my blatantly obvious desperation for her.
And fuck do I want to get to her so damn bad. I fucking need her.
“So beautiful, Ezla. You’re everything.” Chest heaving to match mine, Scotty’s ragged breaths almost cover up his whispered words, and I can’t spare a glance for him when all of me is wholly focused on the beauty before us, but I catch him shifting in my peripheral, without a doubt facing the exact same pleasured pain as I am.
And that’s confirmed as we both suck in a sharp breath of air through our teeth in unison when I feel and hear the vibrations of the cock rings increase again.
“Jesus . . . I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that, Vengeance,” I grit out, wrists pressing harder against the cuffs as my fists tighten to the point of pain. “Don’t let me cum before you.”
“I will too, Love. Do you want to turn that do—”
Ezla’s gaze is sharp but her lids are weighed down with lust as her head snaps up. “No. Come for me.”
The buzzing hum shoots through the roof.
Every nerve ending reacts, thoroughly soaked in sensation, and right on her command, I completely lose it.
“Fuck!” My shout’s followed by Scotty’s as a dizzying orgasm slams into me. I’d definitely be a heap on the floor right about now if I weren’t being held up by chains as my body jerks, groin on fire.
I can feel my dick jumping, but my eyes have squeezed shut, so I don’t see the obscene mess I’m sure to have made of the taalk floor until a couple moments later when I drag my lids open.
Trembling with aftershocks, vaguely noticing my cock’s stopped vibrating, that low buzzing sound absent, I slowly lift my head.
Then I curse. “Fuck, HC. Please don’t tell me you came. I missed it?”
Grinning wickedly, she sucks her soaked fingers into her mouth, and I groan in pure agony while Scotty once again laughs quietly at my misery.
Fucker really has it out for me today. Though I guess I’ve pissed him off quite a few times with all the fights I’ve been the one to start in our Bonded group, so it kind of makes sense for him to be enjoying seeing me tortured.
“She came, alright,” he tells me with a nearly smug smirk at the fact he clearly saw all of it while I didn’t catch a peep of it.
Then his entire face softens as he focuses all of himself back on our woman, reverence leaking from him. “Beautiful, Love,” he whispers.
Doing the same, I return my gaze to Vengeance as she pushes herself off the bed, leaving the small remote for the cock rings behind.
Her skin is stunningly flushed, and I swallow thickly before hissing when she reaches me and carefully slides the toy from my dick.
“Poor baby,” she coos mockingly, kissing my crown, and the abused, once-softening thing gives an eager jerk as if her words were an invitation for more.
Giving me one of her demonic-like grins that only makes her look even hotter, she moves over to Scotty while she aims at the both of us, “So, so greedy for me.”
“Always, HC,” I murmur roughly, eyes following her every move, attention not straying for a millisecond.
She smiles evilly. “Let’s see how long you two can last without orgasming, and then maybe you will get me.”
***
“Shit, I can’t,” I groan what has to be an hour later, thighs trembling like mad as Ezla sucks on my cock.
I moan in pure agony when she slides her mouth away before I can cum down her throat. “It has hardly been twenty minutes, Cooper. You can do better than that.”
“Not when it’s your bloody mouth. Not when it has anything to do with you, in fact,” I grind out, eyes clamping shut as she moves her left hand to stroke slowly up and down my shaft while she takes Scotty into her mouth again.
“Love, please. Please,” he rasps brokenly.
She only smiles around him, looking up into his eyes as her mouth glides tightly over his length, and it’s his agonised moan that echoes through the bedroom this time.
“Please, Vengeance. What do you want? You know we’ll give you anything.”
Her response in our minds offers no mercy.
I want you just like this.
I walked right into that trap.
Scotty’s cursing in the next second. “Fuck, I can’t hold it. I’m— Fuck!”
No longer pleasuring him, Ezla’s teeth flash in the low Avri lighting as he’s denied yet another orgasm.
Just like me, Scotty’s sandy-blond hair is drenched in sweat, his reddened skin coated in a shining layer too.
Honestly, he seems close to sobbing, and I’m not bloody far off either.
I’m already a humiliating mess—might as well add to the effect.