Chapter 9
NINE
KENNEDY
"This is perfect," Ice enthused. "Two Christmas presents in one."
He slowly walked around Tony, who was chained to the ceiling, looking like he regretted every one of his life choices. Beside him was the pile of boxes that previously inhabited the living room.
"Those presents aren't for him, are they?" Ares asked, eyeing Tony, then the boxes.
Ice snorted. "Of course not. I wouldn't waste perfectly good presents on scum like this."
Ice patted Tony hard on his broken shoulder.
I wasn't sure if the guys broke it when they caught up with him, or if Ice did it since bringing him down to his workroom. Either way, Tony screamed in pain.
Ice waited until he was silent again. "I'm guessing they didn't warn you about the consequences."
Tears streamed down Tony's face. His eyes were already red, bloodshot. "I was just paid to do a job. That's all," he sobbed. "I didn't hurt her."
Mannix stepped over to him, almost nose to nose. "My own father put one hand on her." He growled softly. "Do you know what I did to him?"
Tony swallowed hard. "You told him not to do it again?"
Mannix smirked. "Guess again." He gave Tony a shove before stepping away.
"Let's open some presents, shall we?" Ice nodded over to the boxes. "Kennedy, open the one on the top first."
Hoping I wasn't going to find any body parts inside. I picked up a clean knife from his work table and sliced the tape away so I could open the top of the box.
"Is that—" I started.
Ice grinned. "I’ve been meaning to get you one for a long time."
I reached into the box and pulled out a black sex swing still wrapped in cellophane.
"Fuck yeah," Ares said from where he stood over in the corner, leaning against the wall. He'd looked disinterested until now.
"I thought we could hang it from the side of this room," Ice said, gesturing to the empty space beside Tony. "This room could be double the fun."
"I like the way you think," Mannix told him. "We should have done it years ago."
"I was inspired when I helped my sister set up her sex room in her basement," Ice said. He gestured toward the next box. "Open that one too."
Like with the first, I sliced off the tape and eased the box open. Inside lay a selection of vibrators. Different sizes, different colours. Some with clit stimulators. Others shaped like roses.
"Imagine all the orgasms those are going to bring," Ice said with a grin.
"I love them. Thank you." I walked over to give him a long, slow kiss on the mouth.
"Mannix, you can open the next box," Ice said.
Mannix didn't bother with a knife. He tore off the tape and threw it aside like it offended him personally.
"Nice." He pulled out a paddle and wielded it in front of his face like he might smack the air.
"I thought you'd like that," Ice said. "I look forward to feeling it on my ass."
"I look forward to using it on your ass,” Mannix told him.
"Ares, the next box is for you," Ice said.
Giving him a dubious look, Ares walked over and picked up the next box. He carried it over to the table and, with almost surgical precision, slipped the tape. Out of the box he pulled a few blindfolds and sets of handcuffs.
"Good choice," he said, almost grudgingly, as if he wouldn't be waiting for the first opportunity to use them.
The last box was the biggest, almost as long as one of my guys was tall.
"I bet I can guess what's in there," Mannix said, smirking.
"I guess you'd be right," Ice told him. "You can all open that together."
Mannix gave me a gesture to go first.
I picked up the knife and knelt beside the box, once again slicing the tape away.
"I didn't know sex chairs came in that colour," I said, admiring the dark pink leather.
"I had it made just for us," Ice said. "I figured since it was us, we should have something a little different."
"Good idea, bro," Mannix told him. He leaned over to pick up the couch and pull it out of the box, before setting it in place on the other side of the room.
"We need some shelves and things, but it's a start," Ice said. "We can have all sorts of fun down here."
Ares looked from him to me to Tony before picking up one of the blindfolds and stomping over to lower it over Tony's eyes. "Now we can have some fun," he said with a nod.
"Please," Tony begged. "I swear I won’t…"
"Quiet," Mannix snapped.
Tony struggled against the chains, but he was bound tight.
Apparently inspired, Ares snagged up a pair of handcuffs and stalked over to me. Holding the handcuffs in his teeth, he grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up over my head. He turned me around so my back was to him, unhooked my bra and let it drop to the floor.
Grabbing my wrists with his hands, he pulled them up over my head and fastened the handcuffs to them.
"They look good on you," he said, before carefully pushing me in the direction of the couch. "Let's see how you look on this." He lay me down so my legs draped over the end, hands above my head.
"She looks perfect to me," Ice said.
"She's overdressed." Mannix marched over and crouched in front of me so he could undo my shorts and slide them down my legs, along with my panties. "Much better."
He gripped my thighs with his hands and eased them open before lowering his head between them and sliding his tongue all the way up my seam to my clit.
Ares knelt beside him and rubbed the pad of his thumb over first one nipple, then the other, making them both hard.
"This might be my favourite room in the house." Ice came to stand behind them and watched, his erection straining against the front of his pants.
"Mine too," Mannix said, his mouth muffled by my pussy. He tasted me deeply, dipping his tongue inside me and working me slowly. and thoroughly.
Ares dipped his head to wrap his lips around one of my nipples and suck.
I let out a soft moan. Being with any of my guys was always amazing, but being with all of them at once was one of my favorite things to do.
I glanced past Ares, to Tony. He was starting to get tired, his weight pulling on the chains. Did I mind him listening? No. If anything, it turned me on even more.
"Be a good girl and come for us," Ice said, bringing my attention back. He rubbed the heel of his hand over the front of his pants, making himself harder.
"Wait." Mannix rose and stalked over to the table, reached into one of the open boxes and pulled out a long purple dildo with a clit stimulator. He tore the packaging open before carrying it over and kneeling back down again.
Turning the vibrator on gently, he rubbed it around my pussy, making it slick with my juices. He teased my clit a couple of times, watching me carefully for my reaction before pressing it into my entrance and slowly sliding the toy inside me.
I shivered with the sensation of vibrating silicon pressing into me. Stretching me. Filling me.
"I think she likes it," Ice remarked.
Mannix hummed his agreement and pushed the toy in further, positioning it so the clit stimulator was exactly where he wanted it. The vibration sent a burst of pleasure through me, setting my blood on fire.
"I’m going to…" I didn't even finish my words before I was coming against the toy. Once, then twice. Harder the second time. My whole body quivered with the wash of pleasure.
"I'll never get over how amazing she sounds when she comes," Ice remarked.
"Same here," Mannix said as he pushed down the front of his pants, freeing his erection. With me lying on the couch, my thighs apart, I was at the perfect angle for him to grip my hips and press himself straight inside me. All the way to the hilt. He moaned, long and low.
"You always feel so good," he whispered. "So fucking good."
Ares had his own cock out and turned my face so he could press it between my lips. "She's perfect."
"Better than perfect," Ice agreed. He'd worked down the front of his own pants and had his hand curled around his cock, stroking himself while he watched the others fuck my pussy and my mouth.
Any other time, Mannix or Ares might ask how anyone could be better than perfect. Today, though, they just kept thrusting. Even, perfectly matched rhythm of strokes. Working my body while I licked, sucked and clenched my muscles, giving as much to them as they gave to me.
"Fucking good," Mannix whispered, right before he came. Slamming himself into me before his body stilled. The workroom echoed with grunts and groans of pleasure.
Ares came a few moments later, exploding his release into my mouth. His cum hitting the back of my throat.
I swallowed instinctively. Delicious.
Like they'd practiced it a dozen times before, Mannix walked on his knees, moving out of the way to let Ice take his place between my legs.
Without hesitation, he slid right inside me, his eyes half-closed enjoying my wet heat. Wetter still since it was full of Mannix's release.
"I might live down here," Ice said, his eyes half-closed.
"Don't you already?" Mannix asked him, an eyebrow raised.
Ice choked back a laugh between slow thrusts into my body. "Now Kennedy can live down here with me. We can do this all day and all night."
Kneeling beside Ice, Mannix slipped a hand between us. Circling my clit with his finger, pushing me back towards the edge.
"Come with me," Ice whispered. "I’m about to…"
I had no coherent words, only moans of pleasure as they pushed me on and on. Closer and closer until I spilled over the precipice and into the rolling waves of heat that rushed through me from my toes to the top of my head.
Higher still, when Ice came, crying out his own orgasm, heightening my pleasure, until nothing was left except bliss and exploding universes. Thousands and thousands of stars, like fireworks, until everything went black and I floated back down to Earth.
"Best Christmas ever," Ice said softly as he eased out of me.
"Definitely," I agreed. It wasn't even Christmas yet, but I was already having more fun than usual.
Except then I was remembering. Tonight was the Christmas party.
Reality was such a bummer sometimes. At least we had this to look forward to now. No doubt the guys would have this side of the room fully set up first thing in the morning for us to enjoy.
Ice was right, we'd probably all live down as much as possible. Lucky Tony. He got to hear all of it. Before he died.
Let that be a lesson to you not to mess with us.