IN BLOOD & DESIRE
ICHABOD
I’m sitting on the edge of the bed and my hands are shaking. I can’t stop them no matter how hard I try. My body has never trembled like this before and I’ve had some days where I thought that sketching alone would be enough to kill me, but this—this is something different entirely.
I killed her as quickly as I could because I didn’t understand the cruelty of keeping her alive and I know that her convulsing body is going to be the epicenter of every nightmare I have for the rest of my life.
Kylie. I think Lakyn called you Kylie. I promise not to forget your name.
I can’t stop looking at my hands and the longer I do, the more I feel sick over what just happened. But I think I did the right thing because I could see the desperation in Bea’s smile and the warning in Lakyn’s eyes.
It was kill or be killed and I made a promise to myself not to leave Bea alone with him. I did what I had to do to keep my promise for a little while longer.
“...dry out on the roof of the van for a few hours,” Lakyn’s voice says as they emerge from the bathroom.
I don’t look up.
I can’t look up because I don’t want Bea to see how scared I am of her right now.
“Just leave it on the table for now,” she says quietly to him as she comes over, crouches down in front of me, and takes my shaking hands in hers. “How you feeling, baby?”
I have to fight the urge to jerk away from her gentle touch. How is possible to be such a beautiful monster and manage to hide the ugliness so goddamn well?
I hear the wet sound of something being tossed onto the table, then the chuckle from Lakyn as he surveys the scene for a moment.
“Hey,” he says, coming over and sitting on the bed next to me. He reaches toward me, grabs a fistful of my hair, and gently forces me to look at him. “Remember how I said that if you wanted me, you had to impress me?”
I look at him but don’t answer. There’s nothing I can say right now that I think would help me out of this fucking mess I’ve gotten myself into. But the way the blood sits on his face, somehow managing to illuminate his eyes, has my full attention.
“Color me impressed,” he says in a low tone as that fucking grin slips across his lips. “Still interested?”
My hands shake a little harder and when they begin to sweat, I know that my body wants him more than my mind does right now. Something tells me that Lakyn won’t take no for an answer from anyone other than Bea, though.
“Come on, baby,” Bea purrs from in front of me. “It could be fun, don’t you think?”
“What?” Lakyn asks in surprise.
“You’re not gonna get to have all the fun this time,” she says as she gets to her feet and pulls her top off. “He did it for both of us, so I think it’s only fair.”
Lakyn chuckles as he turns his attention back toward me and looks me in the eyes. I can feel Bea’s hands on my thighs when she crouches back down and as soon as he smirks, I know that it shows in my eyes how hungry I am for this experience.
“Tell me you want us,” he says in an amused tone.
I open my mouth, but before I have a chance to tell him that I don’t, he slips his tongue into my mouth and kisses me with a hunger I’ve never gotten from any of my Johns.
This is different.
This is passion and even when I fucked Zoe for a while, I don’t think I’ve ever felt it before. I reach for him, but he uses the fistful of hair he still has to pull me away and makes a tsk, tsk sound.
“Be a good boy and just go with the flow,” he commands as he finally lets go and pulls his shirt off.
Bea’s hands move up to the waistband of my jeans, and as she begins to pull them off me, she makes sure to brush the tips of her fingers against my already hard dick.
This is insane, I think as my heart begins to thump wildly in my chest. Bea’s hands find their way into my pants and when she wraps one firmly around my cock, I moan gently into Lakyn’s mouth. He chuckles in return as he leans toward Bea, tilts her chin up toward us, and smirks.
“Isn’t she prettiest when she’s on her knees?” he asks.
Bea gives him a dirty look before she turns her full attention back to me. She swats at Lakyn to move and when he does, she straddles my lap and wraps her arms around my neck.
“I’m proud of you, Ichy,” she says softly. “Now, we’re a family.”
I don’t know what she means by that, but the praise is enough for me to nervously slide my arms around her waist and pull her against me.
Lakyn chuckles again as he gets to his feet and moves behind her. I watch as he reaches down and places a hand under her chin and tilts her head back against him.
“Make it count,” he tells her in a soft, yet commanding tone.
In almost a trance like state, Bea begins.
She leans forward and presses her lips against mine, the sweat and stale cherry taste lingering as her tongue probes my mouth.
I’m becoming harder with each passing moment and when she starts to grind against me, I know it won’t be long until I’m relegated to nothing more than to be used by both of them.
And I can’t fucking wait.
“Up,” Lakyn says suddenly as he pulls her off my lap. I look up at him dazed, confused, and a little agitated, but when he pulls his cock free from his pants, I reach for him hungrily.
“Show me what you’ve got,” he says as he shoves it down my throat with no warning.
I gag almost immediately, and he laughs. Bea forces her way to her knees between us and slides my dick into her mouth.
I’ve never felt this before.
In the years that I’ve been selling myself on the street for my next hit, it’s always been one John at a time, and this feeling is fucking magnificent. Bea sucks my cock hungrily as I do the same with Lakyn, his hand now resting on the back of my head as he groans softly.
I look up at him as I pull his dick out of my mouth for a moment, rubbing my hands up and down his length. I want to see his reaction, because I always want to make sure that my customers are well satisfied—regardless if money is exchanging hands or not.
“Keep going,” he says gruffly as he pushes my head back down onto his dick.
My eyes water as he begins to fuck my throat, but I won’t let him down.
This is what I wanted—what I needed, and he seems to be more than willing to comply now that I’ve shed some blood.
Lakyn reaches his other hand down and shoves Bea’s head down, making her gag and giggle at the same time. She pushes back against him, her eyes full of lust and deviance as she looks up at me, jerking me off while I continue to work on Lakyn’s cock.
“How’s it feel, baby?” she asks gently.
I don’t answer her because I don’t want to disappoint Lakyn by stopping again, so instead, I moan and keep sucking until he pulls me back.
“Take his pants off,” Lakyn tells Bea while he removes his own. “Take all of his fucking clothes off.”
She reaches up with a wicked grin and strips me bare like Lakyn commanded her to, then backs away.
He doesn’t hesitate.
He pushes me back roughly onto the bed and after I’ve pulled myself up to the middle of the mattress, he climbs on top and hovers over me for a moment. Lakyn tilts his head to the left, his signature grin sliding across his handsome face as he runs a finger down my now bare chest.
“Think you can handle what I’m about to do to you?” he asks, looking deep into my eyes. “Because I’m not guaranteeing you’re going to enjoy it.”
I don’t want to.
I don’t say it out loud, but the words that I spoke to Bea not a day before come back to haunt me.
Lakyn is the devil incarnate and I expect no mercy from him.
And he doesn’t show any.
He uses his knees to force my legs apart as he lines up the head of his cock with my asshole, then pushes himself in.
It’s about as gentle as him fucking my mouth and a hell of a lot more painful. Bea sees that I’m struggling with Lakyn fucking me like a wild animal, and in what I assume is an attempt at mercy, climbs onto the bed and lowers her pussy onto my mouth.
I lap at her hungrily, trying to focus on her taste while Lakyn laughs and fucks me harder and deeper. He doesn’t care about anyone’s pleasure but his own and while I’m used to being nothing more than a set of holes to most, I had expected a little more than him from this.
Bea begins to roll her hips, grinding her pussy onto my mouth as she leans down and begins to suck my cock again. I reach up for her hips and dig my fingernails into them which makes her moan as she continues to suck me off and fuck me with her mouth.
My balls begin to tighten faster than I thought they would, but my senses are getting assaulted from all directions, and I can only hope that me coming so fast doesn’t disappoint either one of them.
I grunt as I continue to lick Bea’s clit and then, for me, it’s over. I shoot a load of cum into her mouth and once she’s sucked me dry, she pulls Lakyn’s cock out of my ass and begins to tug furiously on him, until his breathing starts to become loud and labored.
She climbs off my face and pulls me up to a seated position.
Bea pushes me gently toward Lakyn’s cock as she keeps running her hand up and down his shaft and I can see the sweat on his body.
He really is a fucking sight to behold and he knows it, because he reaches down and lifts my face up toward his.
He wants me to look at him when he finally cums, and I open my mouth when Bea tells me to.
I stick my tongue out and wait like the good little boy he kept telling me to be for this reward and he when he finally cums, I do my best to catch every last drop, swallowing it down, then glancing at Bea who’s smiling at me.
She reaches over and uses her thumb to clean the side of my mouth before leaning over and giving me a kiss on the cheek.
“Get some rest, baby. We gotta start moving soon.”
I look at her curiously, then to Lakyn who’s pulling his underwear on. With a shrug, he reaches for his pack of smokes and begins to move the table away from the door before stepping outside and stretching his arms over his head.
I watch as every muscle in his back becomes prominent with the movement, then I glance at Bea who’s almost fully dressed herself now.
She walks outside and nudges Lakyn for a cigarette and once she’s lit up, she turns to look at me in the room, still naked, sweaty, and happy before she closes the door in my face.
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