Chapter 14 #2
“Fuck yes,” Kane rasps, grabbing my hips and grinding his erection on my ass.
Water glides between our bodies, suctioning us together.
“I love your ass.” Grabbing my right cheek, he squeezes.
“So fucking plump.” Suddenly sliding down to his knees, he spreads my cheeks and groans. “Such a juicy little hole, too.”
I don’t have time to question what he’s doing. He’s already there, reaching between my legs to slide his fingers through my folds, then bringing those fingers to my butthole. Rimming it. Teasing it. Making me hot for something I thought was… I don’t know, not this.
Sam latches onto my neck and slips his hand over my stomach, curving his fingers when he reaches my sex. “He might like your ass, but I love this.” Pressing his fingers against my clit, he smiles when I cling to his shoulders. “You like that?”
I bury my face in his neck. “Y-yes. Please don’t stop.”
“Don’t stop what?”
“Touching me,” I gasp, trembling as he swirls his fingers around my clit.
“Touching you where?”
“There! Right there!”
Kane slips the tip of his finger inside my ass and groans. “So fucking tight. You gotta relax, sweetheart.”
How can I relax when every part of my body is on fire?
Grunting, Sam dips his shoulder and slips two fingers inside my heat. “I’ll get her to relax if you’d slow the fuck down.”
“I need you to speed the fuck up,” Kane growls, removing his finger. “Or I’m gonna—” Something wet and warm slides between my cheeks. “—come too soon.”
“Ah!” I clench my eyes shut. Holy shit, Kane’s licking my asshole, and he’s not the least bit shy about it.
It feels… different. I can’t dwell on the sensation for too long because Sam thumbs my clit while pushing his fingers in and out of my pussy, dragging his knuckles against my walls, stroking me deeper than ever before. “Sam!”
With a groan, Sam slams his mouth over mine.
“You’re so fucking wet, Mercy. Dripping down my wrist.” All at once, he pulls his hand free and holds it up in front of our faces.
Something glistens on his fingers and strings two of them together.
“Beautiful.” He sucks his index finger into his mouth and groans again, his eyes sliding shut. “Delicious.”
Ohmygod, why is that so hot?
“You try.” Sam presses his middle finger against my lips. “Open up, baby.”
I obey without hesitation, and Sam slides his middle finger into my mouth. It glides over my tongue, just as wet as promised, and I suck my desire from his knuckles. Tangy and erotic, making me burn even hotter.
He pulls his finger from my mouth with a pop and descends, licking into my mouth at the same moment he shoves his fingers back inside my pussy. I gush around him, hearing the wet sounds our bodies make, and whine with need.
Then Kane slips his finger into my ass.
I come in an explosion of heat, radiating from my core throughout my entire body. It sparks like embers across my skin, and I clamp down on both men’s fingers, unable to stop myself.
Kane hisses, and something warm stripes my ankles.
“Dude,” Sam huffs, “fucking aim that thing.”
“Sorry,” Kane chuckles, not sounding the least bit apologetic. “Guess you get to enjoy my cum, too. Lucky you.” After a beat, he practically purrs. “Looks like you’ve still got a round in the chamber, Sam. What do you want to do with it?”
Sam bites his lip as he continues playing with my clit. “Will you swallow it for me, baby?”
I tremble as aftershocks of pleasure weaken my knees. “Yes,” I answer, feeding off the raw need in his eyes.
“Good girl.” Helping me down, Sam lowers me onto Kane’s awaiting lap.
Grinning, Kane eagerly pulls my hair back and bands his arm around my waist. “So fucking hot—” My pussy slides over Kane’s dick, and he curses under his breath.
Stroking his cock in front of my face, Sam glares at Kane. “Put it in, and I kill you.”
“Why, because it’s yours?” Snickering, Kane nibbles on my earlobe. “Tell him that he doesn’t own your pussy, Siren.”
“Well—” Staring up at Sam, I grab the base of his cock and tease the tip with my tongue. Precum leaks onto my lips, and I lick it clean. It’s saltier than I imagined. “He does.”
With a slow thrust, Sam slides his cock into my mouth.
“That’s right,” he groans, sliding his fingers into my hair.
“Your pussy is mine. Your mouth is mine.” Guiding me over his length, he buries himself as deep as he can and hits the back of my throat.
His cock throbs and he moans as I suck, eager to please him, eager for his—
Hot liquid shoots into my mouth as he comes, each pulse of his cock sending another wave. I’m not ready, not even sure how to be ready, so I swallow without rhythm, struggling around the swollen appendage in my mouth. When he finally pulls his dick free, I gasp for air.
Kane’s cock presses against my pussy. “Are you sure about that?” His teeth scrape against my cheek as he grins.
“Because her pussy feels like it’s mine, too.
” He rolls his hips, dragging his length through my slick folds, and laughs wickedly as I tremble in his arms. “See? She likes my cock just as much as yours.”
I can’t protest without it sounding fake, because that’s what it would be—a lie. I shake my head, though, and try to pull myself free. “We made an agreement—”
The tip of Kane’s cock presses against my clit. “I never heard about it.” Grabbing my hips, he thrusts, dragging the ridge of his cockhead over my throbbing clit. “Guess that means it doesn’t apply to me.”
Pleasure zings through my clit, making me cry out. “Kane!”
He groans. “I love my name on your lips. Say it again.”
“No way—” Grabbing onto Sam’s forearms, I pull myself up onto my knees. “Sam, help me up—” And get smacked with his dick. It presses against my cheek, just as hard as it was when it was in my mouth.
From the pained expression on Sam’s face, I can tell that he’s conflicted about it.
Kane barks a laugh. “I knew you were a freak, Sam. You’re just as into this as I am. Let me fuck her first, and I’ll even share her pussy with you sometime. We can both fit.”
I sputter in disbelief. “What? That’s impossible!”
“It’s not,” Sam breathes, staring past me to look at Kane.
Ohmygod. “You’re both insane!”
“Insanely horny,” Kane chuckles, smacking my ass. “From the look of Sam’s cock, anyway.”
“Shut up,” Sam grinds out through clenched teeth. He finally pulls me off the floor and away from Kane’s eager dick. “I’m fucking her first, so don’t try it.”
While Sam and I step out of the shower without even having washed ourselves, Kane smacks the wet tile floor. “C’mon, why be shy about it? We can do it right here. There’s plenty of room. You go first, and then I’ll follow-up. She’ll be dripping down her thighs within the hour.”
I gape at his grinning face while Sam wraps me in a fluffy towel. “I’m not losing my virginity in the shower!”
“There are plenty of worse places.” Kane picks himself up off the floor and grabs a bottle of body wash.
I guess he was serious about taking a shower.
“Look, all I’m saying is, we don’t need to keep dancing around it.
We’re going to have sex.” He meets my eyes, then Sam’s. “All of us. So what’s the hold up?”
Sam gently towel dries my hair. “Your boyfriend,” he growls, remaining gentle with me despite the bite in his tone, “is a fucking problem.”
Kane grunts as he lathers up his chest and arms. “He’s misunderstood.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, seriously.” Turning around, he wets his hair. “We just need to get him to open up a little. He’s stubborn, so we’ll have to convince him.”
“Convince him, how?” I ask. “I don’t want to get him drunk.”
“Not like that,” Kane assures me. “But it’s gonna take all three of us to make this work. I need your word that you won’t hurt him.” For this, Kane makes eye contact with Sam. “Especially yours, Wright. If you do anything behind my back, I’ll strangle you. Slowly.”
Holding Sam’s hand, I lace our fingers together. “He won’t,” I promise for him. “We just want answers.”
For starters, anyway. I can’t speak to what comes after.
“Fine,” Sam grumbles, squeezing my hand. “What is this master plan of yours?”
Kane turns off the water and faces us, his body glistening as he grins.
“We tie him up. Then she—” he nods towards me— “gets our answers. He’ll dodge my questions all day, but Mercy?
” Whistling, he steps closer. Water drips down his body and pools at his feet.
“She does something to him. Makes him vulnerable, or some shit. That’s what we need if we’re going to get through to him. ”
“Otherwise, we die.” Sam scowls deeply. “I don’t like it.”
“You don’t have to like it. You just have to go through with it.”
I look to Kane, then to Sam. “Okay. I’ll do it.” I don’t like the idea of waltzing up to Zane for anything right now, but maybe that’s the point. To get to the other side of my discomfort, I have to blast through it. I can’t sneak around it or pretend that he doesn’t exist.
I have to confront our demons—both his and mine—head-on.