Chapter 28
The Bitter Pill
Harper
I swallow, because fuck, that sounds just as tempting. But it’s not my decision to make. Eli is in charge. Eli will decide.
There’s something freeing about giving in like this. There’s nothing he can do to me that hasn’t already been done. Maybe a different position, but I trust him. If I have to use my safe word, Eli will stop.
He squeezes my ass cheeks drawing them apart. Biting back sounds is hard. I’m so fucking wet for him. He’s taken me before, but this is different. There’s anticipation with a little thread of fear running through it, because if Eli chooses to hurt me, no one is here to stop him. Only my voice.
“We’ll go slow, kitten. I won’t do anything beyond spanking and pinching to begin with and only with my hands.” His cock slides against my pussy and I almost moan at how good it feels, how electric.
The rope around my arms isn’t tight, but confining in a way I haven’t felt before. Even tied to the bench, I could move a little. I can’t even lift myself off the bed with my arms bound to my collar. Every time I move my arms, my collar bites into my neck.
Even my knees are restrained with my jeans. I can’t part my thighs so that I can feel him better. I’m Eli’s to do with as he pleases.
“I will fuck you. I might even take your ass.” His thumb rubs over my puckered hole, pleasure spirals through me.
I bite my cheek to hold back my moan. I won’t tell him no, but last night they worked my ass and prepared me before Luke and Caden fucked it. Caden in my ass was a lot.
A slap comes down on my pussy, almost making me cry out, but I choke down the noise and wince at the tug on the back of my neck from the collar.
“Don’t bite your cheek, kitten. That far off look. Don’t think about the others while you’re with me. Be present. When we’re all together, you can think about them and their cocks. But right now, you’re mine. And when you’re mine, you only think of my cock.”
He thrusts into my pussy deep. It’s so sudden and unexpected. My lips part but I don’t make a sound as my body fights to adjust to his size. With my thighs bound together, it’s almost too much.
My legs fight against the fabric to widen my stance, but they don’t move. I take small, measured breaths as he remains still inside me while my pussy throbs around him.
“I want an answer.” He grabs my hair and twists my head to the side. “Whose cock are you thinking about?”
“Yours.” It’s all I can think about as my pussy clings to it. I clench around him, trying to make myself relax.
He spanks my ass, and a little moan escapes me as I clench harder around him. He spanks me again. Yeah, that one was my fault. My whole body is tense. I release a breath, unable to relax. Even my back feels tight.
“Yours, what?” His voice is calm, but he tightens his hand in my hair.
Fuck, I forgot.
“Yours, sir.” Every inch of me is hyperaware, from the strands of hair pulling at my scalp to the ache in my butt cheeks from his spanking to every inch of his cock twitching in my pussy, filling me so fucking full.
“Do you want to come all over my cock, kitten?” He pulls out only a little before pressing in deep. Tingles burst over my skin.
“Yes, sir.” Fuck, yes.
“Do you want me to work this tight pussy with my thick cock until you can’t help but scream your release?” His fingers dig into my hip.
Oh, fuck. A gush of wetness coats his cock. “Yes, sir.”
“Good girl.” He thrusts leisurely in and out of my pussy like we have all day.
As the urge to move my hips with him becomes difficult to resist, the urgency builds inside me. I need a release from this pressure now.
But if I rock my hips, he’ll stop. Frustration fills me. I can’t spread my legs because my pants hold me captive, making him feel even larger inside me. Spreading my thighs would make each thrust feel so much better though.
“I can’t wait to have you bound to my bed. Helpless. Begging me for release. Begging me to pound into you so fucking hard. Would you like it harder, kitten?”
“Yes, sir.” I whimper because I want more. I need more. Maybe then I can fall over the edge into the waiting oblivion.
When he spanks me, I moan at the delicious clench around his cock. He tugs my hair, making my neck arch, tugging on the rope binding my hands to my collar.
Tsking me, he pulls his cock out of my pussy. I ache with the need for him to sink back in. Even with my pussy empty and aching, my hips almost rock to keep the motion going. He leans over my back, pressing his wet cock against my ass as his lips touch my ear.
I release a breath and fight the urge to press back into him.
“No noise, kitten. If you find too much pleasure in spankings, maybe I should try something else.” His body burns against mine, and our skin only touches in the area he’s bared. My crop top has ridden up to my bra strap, but I want his skin to touch me everywhere.
“Give in to me.” His words are soft, and the brush of his lips on the shell of my ear makes a full body shiver flow through me.
I draw in a shuddering breath as he holds me how he wants me. I can’t free myself. This is what I wanted. It’s what Eli wants, and I want to give him what he wants.
Finally, I stop fighting against the arching of my body and relax into his hold, the ropes, the bed. Give myself to his safekeeping. Trusting him with my body.
“Yes.” He nips at my ear, sending little fevered sparks to my empty center. “Do you feel that, kitten? The pleasure in giving me your control?”
“Yes, sir.” Instead of fighting, my body flows with the holds on it. Instead of tightness and bites of pain, I feel a sense of weightlessness, of freedom. I close my eyes, and everything comes into sharp detail.
His hand moves to the side, but I can’t see what he’s doing, just feel his hot flesh against mine and long for release. I want to beg for it, but I don’t have permission to talk. Instead, I let it go. He’s in control of my needs and wants and desires.
When he lifts off me, I almost protest. I want his weight on me. His skin against mine. Then his cock sinks into my pussy.
I inhale as he throws gasoline on the fire inside me, filling me with his cock.
“I won’t always want you supple and compliant, kitten.” He stays inside me as his fingers drip lube onto my asshole before his fingers press inside. “I can’t wait to bury myself in this ass. To make you scream from taking me so fucking deep.”
His words wind me tight as he slides his fingers in and out of me.
He removes them right as I’m about to mindlessly rock with him.
Slowly, he draws his cock out of my pussy.
His lubed hand must be coating it because I feel the side of his fingers brushing against my pussy.
As soon as he’s free, he presses the head against my puckered hole.
“You can be as noisy as you want. This might sting a little.” He thrusts in deep with his lubed cock all the way to the hilt.
“Fuck,” I yell as my body works to adjust to the intrusion. I fight my instincts to tighten up and relax again into his hold, feeling the burn of him deep inside me.
“Good kitty.” He pulls my hair as he begins to fuck my ass as hard as he’s fucked my pussy. It’s too much, and I shatter. Pleasure floods me. Even as I tighten around him, he continues to take me hard and fast, thrusting in and out, pushing in deep each time. His balls slap against my pussy.
I cry out as the waves of my release keep flowing over me, dragging me under, tossing me, helpless to control anything.
“That’s it, kitten. Take my cock. Every. Fucking. Inch.” He punctuates each word with a hard thrust until I can’t think anymore. All I can do is feel and come as my body takes everything Eli gives me.
Just when I think I can’t take anymore, he pinches my clit, shooting me off into the stars. For a second, it’s just all a fog of complete oblivion before I fall back to myself. Eli thrusts in deep and groans as his warm cum fills my ass.
I pant, bent over his bed, barely clothed, feeling every pulse as he unloads into me. His fingers release my hair and massage the back of my head that aches from him pulling it.
My breath eases out of me. Giving in to him is easier than I imagined. I no longer fight the bindings, just sink into the feeling of him, pressed deep inside me, rubbing my scalp.
“Still with me, kitten?” His other hand massages my hip over the tender skin.
“Yes, sir.” I close my eyes and sigh. Fuck, this feels good.
He eases his cock out. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
When he holds me cradled in his arms, I can’t do anything with my arms and legs bound, just let him take care of me. Trust that he won’t abandon me.
I lift my gaze to his determined face. I want to cup his cheek and bring his gaze down to mine. He takes me into the bathroom and sets my ass on the cool marble countertop. I hiss at the cold, but the coolness feels good against the sting in my ass cheeks.
Eli tips my chin up and looks me over. His brown eyes are open and pleased. A little thrill goes through me at the satisfaction in his gaze.
Even though I’m technically still wearing everything I walked into the bedroom in, he stands completely naked before me. He’s honed his body into a tool for the football field, but fuck if it isn’t perfect for fucking too.
“You did well.” His fingers comb through my hair, and little shivers of pleasure ripple through me. “You followed orders. Was anything too much?”
His hands go to the rope and release the knot from my collar. I blow out a breath at the ease of tension in my shoulders. He focuses on the rope as he slowly unwinds it. He’s methodical and precise, but his lips are soft.
“No, sir.” I long to kiss him. To feel something soft against me.
Eli’s eyes lift to mine and he cocks a smile. “You don’t have to call me sir now, kitten.”
I wet my lips. “Do you like it when I call you sir?”
“I like everything you do.” He finishes with the rope, and it slides to the floor. His hands massage my arms. I sigh at his firm touch warming my skin and making the blood flow. He only pauses for a moment to turn the shower on.
“Anything you want to do differently next time?” Eli lifts me to my feet and helps me undress. When he hands me a ponytail holder, I can’t help wondering where, or rather who, it came from. But I put my hair up.
He guides me into the shower and runs his hands down my sides as he draws my naked body against his. There’s nothing quite like the feel of skin against skin.
I release a breath and rest my head against his chest. His heartbeat is steady beneath my ear. “Nothing different.”
Pressing me firmly against him, he glides his hands down over my back. His cock is hard against my stomach. Still? Again?
Keeping up with these guys won’t be easy. I’m beginning to understand why the Cheermonsters were worried about me keeping them satisfied.
But even as I think it, that craving stirs in me again, wild and needy. Eli squirts some soap into his hands. Meeting his eyes, I hold my hand out for some soap. He gives me some and washes me.
I rub my hands over his hard pecs, down his washboard abs, ending with both hands smoothing over his cock. His hands are all over me. My back, my breasts, my stomach, my pussy.
My breath comes out in pants as I slide my slippery fingers all over his cock and balls, tracing the head with my fingertip and lightly scratching my nails along the underside of his cock.
By the time, Eli walks us under the water, I’m squirming with how much I need him.
He slides his hand between my legs to help remove the soap as I stroke his cock with my head resting on his chest. When he lifts me against him, I wrap my arms around his neck and legs around his waist as my startled eyes meet his lust-filled ones.
“Dangerous game, kitten.” His cock nudges at my entrance before sinking deep into me.
“Eli,” I whimper. He slides in easily as his chest heaves against mine.
He pushes me back against the tile wall, and his mouth crashes down, taking everything I have. His cock thrusts in and out, pushing me quickly to the edge. He cups my breast and pinches my nipple.
“Oh, fuck!” I topple over the edge. My pussy clenches and releases around him as he continues to pound into me. It’s too much and not enough at the same time. I grab his hair and tug his head back.
An evil smile plays on his lips as he thrusts deep inside me. I scratch down his back, and he shivers in my arms.
“I like your claws, kitten.” He sucks and licks his way down my neck to where my shoulder and neck meet. His teeth sink into my flesh, and pleasure and pain burst through me as I come again all over his pistoning cock.
I cry out his name as my fingernails dig into his shoulders. His fucking grows chaotic and wild. All I can do is hang on and ride the delicious waves.
“Fuck, Harper.” He bites into me again as he comes. His cock jerks, and the hot spurt of his seed fills me, toppling me into another climax.
My head drops back on the tile, while Eli rests his against my shoulder. Both of our chests heave like we’ve run a race. Fuck.
“That was...” I suck in a breath. “Amazing.”
“You’re amazing.” He flexes his fingers on my hips, and I run mine into his wet hair, lightly stroking my fingers through the strands. It’s quiet and comforting after the wild race to the end.
When our breathing returns to normal, he lowers me down and tips my chin up. Our gazes collide, and there’s a softness in his that I’ve never seen before.
“You’re definitely spending the whole night with me.” His thumb traces over my lower lip.
My insides bubble like I’m drunk. Maybe I am drunk on sex. Is that a thing?
“Come on. I have to share you with the others.” Eli presses a kiss to my temple before dragging me back under the water.
Those bubbles dance through my chest. I enjoy being shared as much as I enjoy being with them one-on-one. I don’t think I could ever choose, but that’s not a problem I need to worry about.