19. Declan
Enslee was now sound asleep in the bed, so Brogan and I disappeared into the ensuite bathroom together.
Before we did anything else, I wanted to make sure this plan had actually worked.
I wasted no time bringing up the footage we’d recorded.
As planned, we made sure to angle the camera so she’d be fully visible, but our faces would not.
Our bodies were visible, though, and I had recognizable tattoos.
Thankfully, Brogan had a tech guy who could manipulate the video to remove all traces of them.
This was going to work. It had to.
As I removed my condom, I watched Brogan out of the corner of my eye. His gaze was on the mirror, and as I looked into it, I could see that he was fixated on me.
“It’s done,” I said to him, and he shook his head.
“No, we need more than just this one time to make it a pattern.” He raked a hand through his hair before dropping his gaze. “And we’re not done, either. Your ass is still intact.”
I smirked. “It is, but I’m sure you can rectify that.”
He smirked back and I walked toward him. Once I was just inches from him, he dropped his gaze even lower. My cock was partially hard and nowhere near full staff, but I could see that Brogan’s was. I looked down between us, and I could see that my cock was still glistening with my cum.
“So fucking messy,” he murmured.
I shot a glance back at his face and saw the hunger in his eyes as he stared down at me.
I also noticed the hardening of his jaw and the parting of his lips.
I knew he was about to fuck me. That was all but confirmed as he grabbed me by the throat, then backed me up against the vanity until my ass hit the marble, which was cold and hard.
It was nowhere near what hard object I wanted to feel this close to my ass.
Brogan and I were now nose to nose, mouth to mouth, and his breath was a whisper across my lips.
“I have to admit that what we just did in the bedroom was fucking hot,” he admitted.
“Watching your face as she sucked the cum from your balls while I came inside of her was one of the hottest things ever.”
And it had been. While I normally saw Brogan find his release when my mouth was wrapped around his cock, it was far different seeing someone else bring him to that point. Did a small sliver of jealousy pierce my armor? Yes, but going along with this was the least that I could do for him.
“I know something that’ll be even hotter,” Brogan said while stroking the side of my face.
“Go on,” I said breathily as he leaned in close to me.
Brogan’s tongue darted out to trace along my lips until I tried to greedily suck it into my mouth.
He pulled away, and I was about to ask why, but that was answered the moment he spun me around so that my abs were now pressed against the marble counter where my ass had just been.
And I could feel his own cock pressing against me.
Yeah, any time Brogan overpowered me like this was fucking hot.
He spread my cheeks apart enough to wedge his cock between them.
My heart rate was already accelerating. I wanted him inside of me.
I needed him inside of me. Don’t get me wrong, being inside of Enslee was something I hadn’t planned to enjoy as much as I had, especially seeing as I hadn’t fucked a woman in almost a decade.
Hell, I hadn’t fucked or been fucked by anyone in that time except the man standing behind me who managed to dwarf me even though we were the same damn height.
While not happy to have had to seduce an unsuspecting female into our bed, Brogan seemed to share my same sentiments.
Had it been hot to have someone else in the bed with us?
Yes, but I think the reason there was less satisfaction in it had been because, like me, he also was starting to like the girl.
Enslee was beautiful in such a natural way.
Since waking up here, she hadn’t had to wear a single bit of makeup or don designer clothing to look as gorgeous as those women who spent a fortune on those things.
Her beauty shone from within, and over the last couple of days, she was starting to let it out for us to see.
The only problem was that we were going to end up extinguishing it altogether by the time we were done with her.
The first phase had been completed and there was no turning back.
Not for me, and certainly not for Brogan.
At least everything was going according to plan, though.
I couldn't wait to go back and watch the footage. In fact, I’d do it when I had some alone time, because I'd be doing to myself what Brogan was doing right now.
I groaned as he wrapped his hand around my cock and started to stroke it so slowly. His actions were a direct contradiction from the feral look in those dark eyes of his. Black in color, they were still the most hypnotizing orbs I’d ever seen before.
“You're not hard enough for me yet, Declan. You know that I don't like that.”
His hand continued to move, and I felt the embers ignite. “Just keep doing what you're doing, and I'll get there.”
“Yes. You. Will,” he rasped between breaths as he nibbled along my ear.
I tilted my head to the side to give him more access to my neck and jaw.
Fuck! There was no rhyme or rhythm to his actions as he alternated between kissing and biting me.
Each time he sank his teeth into my flesh, my cock twitched in his hand.
My shaft began to swell as it grew harder in his hand.
If he kept this up, I was going to fucking explode all over his palm.
Seconds later, he grabbed me by the hair, fisting a handful of the dark strands and forcing my gaze straight ahead. That feral look in his eyes was nearly my undoing. Brogan was about to fuck me so good. I could feel it already, and he hadn't even entered me yet.
“You’re going to watch yourself in this mirror as I make you fully hard, then sink balls deep in your ass until we both come.”
The words and his continued stroking had their desired effect because I swelled to full erection. “Fuck, baby. That's all I want, please.”
I knew I sounded needy, but this man could always do that to me.
No one else in my entire life had ever had the ability to turn me so submissive, actually submissive at all.
But I craved his control, his dominance, but even more, I craved the feel of his cock in my ass as he tore me open before he'd hit that one spot.
And I couldn't wait for him to do it again.
He reached above my head to remove a tube of lube from the medicine cabinet.
The moment he dribbled it between my cheeks, I knew it was the warming kind.
First, he worked two of his fingers inside of me, before adding a third and a fourth.
As I felt my hole stretching to eventually accommodate him, he scissored his fingers to stretch me even wider.
“This hole is always so fucking tight. My cock is going to split you open, Declan,” he warned, and I let out a small groan.
“Is that so,” I sassed back to him.
The corner of his lip quirked into a wicked smirk as he squeezed me harder. “I’ll let you be the judge of that. Just remember to keep your voice down as Enslee is right outside this door.”
Even the thought of getting caught by her was not enough to extinguish any of the fire rapidly burning through me.
Brogan had four fingers in my ass while his other hand was wrapped around my cock.
My balls grew heavy, then tightened, and I knew I was close to coming like this alone.
But Brogan was right. I wanted the pain from his cock as it ripped me open.
So much so that I tilted my head up and back to stare up at him.
“Please, fuck me. I can’t hold on for too much longer.”
He grinned, then started to stroke my cock even harder than before, yet at the same maddening speed.
His grip turned rougher, and I pushed my ass back against him in offering.
He ignored my desperate attempt to top him, instead stroking me from base to tip, making sure to run his finger along the cock head, alternating the pressure as he’d press down in random spots, which kept me on the edge.
It's so good… he’s so good, and he knows it.
Then he dug his fingers into my flesh and grazed the vein along the underside of my cock with his fingernails. Precum was now dripping steadily like a faucet from my tip.
“Brogan, if you keep doing this, I'm going to come before you're even inside of me, and I need you inside of me. Please, fuck me now.”
“Eyes on me,” he ordered in a voice low, yet domineering. As soon as I turned my gaze back to the mirror, I watched him remove his hand from my cock to stroke his own. “What my man wants, my man gets,” he murmured.
It was so sexy watching Brogan make himself harder, although he appeared to be there already if the cock that had been pressing against my backside had been any indication.
But it was sexy as hell watching him, especially when he lined his cock up with my ass and slowly pushed past my rimmed opening.
“Oh, fuck. You feel so good… so, so good,” I whimpered as he slowly pushed forward, inch by maddening inch. His cock was so long, so thick, so wide, and just about any adjective you could give would certainly fit.
Most of all, it was mine. That was the only one that mattered.
I nearly lunged forward when he buried it to the hilt. My eyes watered slightly, and my breath seized in my lungs until I remembered to breathe. The breath came in a sharp exhale, and my fingers gripped the edge of the countertop.
His cock slid almost all the way out before he slammed forward once more, this time pushing me further into the counter.
I let out a growl, and he smirked at me as we watched each other in the mirror.
Brogan had been right. Me watching him bend me over the counter to fuck me from behind was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen.
“I can see in your eyes how much you love having your hole split open.”
“Fuck yes, but only by you,” I confessed.
“But you need more, yes?’ he asked me.
He was toying with me, and if I wasn’t already strung so tight, I might’ve chosen to be defiant so I could draw his angry side out. Tonight, I just wanted to be owned by him. “Yes.”
“Do you want me to fuck you hard?” he asked, and a groan escaped as he emphasized the last word with a powerful thrust.
“Yessss,” I responded.
“And fast?” he asked while doing the complete opposite. This slow and steady rhythm was going to be my downfall, and even more than the man himself was.
“Yessss,” I repeated to him in the same needy tone as his last question.
“Feeling your ass swallow my cock is the best fucking feeling in the entire world, Declan. The way it moves in rhythm with mine and clamps down on me as if it wants to hold me inside forever. There’s nothing hotter.
Until now. Keep your eyes straight ahead in the fucking mirror,” he instructed and I did.
Brogan slowly slid out again, then slammed back into me before he stilled once more.
I could see the briefest amount of pain in my eyes before they glazed over in pleasure.
“I love the way you wince. It’s so fucking sexy seeing what you feel when my cock hits that certain spot. ”
“So, so good,” I answered him.
“When watching you with Enslee a little while ago, I saw that look in her eyes, and I was fucking jealous. Just knowing your cock was deep inside of her, and hitting a spot that she could feel, made me want to punish you.”
“Brogan, we agreed—”
“It made me want to stuff your ass full of my cock, then my cum until you remember who it is that you belong to.”
“Always you, Brogan,” I told him, then added, “Just like you’ll always belong to me.”
“Fucking right, I will. It was why I came in her mouth while thinking about getting you alone so I could fuck your tight ass.”
“Brogan, please, please, please,” I pleaded like a mantra. “Fuck me hard, fast, and deep like only you can.”
“Your wish is my command,” Brogan said to me as he took my cock back in his hand and started to steadily stroke it, before pulling out and slamming back into me. And he didn’t stop this time as he quickly settled into a rhythm that gave me everything I’d just begged for, and maybe more.
Our bodies pushed against the countertop as he fucked me hard and fast. Between his tight grip on my cock and the ravenous way he used his lips and teeth sent me hurtling toward the edge.
And I felt his touch everywhere. My neck…
my ear… my chin… my back… my collarbone.
Every time his teeth sank into me, his cock would slam into that spot that made the room spin.
I kept my gaze on the two of us in the mirror, although my vision was growing blurrier by the second. “Fuck, I can't… I can't hold on any longer. I'm going to come.”
“Come, baby, but watch us as you do.”
And the second I did, he slammed forward again, and I watched not only my face, but his as I was drawn to him like a moth to a flame.
The expression on his face was almost indescribable.
His mouth tightened to a snarl, and that gorgeous jawline of his turned to stone.
When he buried his entire length inside of me, I felt every spurt as his cum bathed the walls of my ass while he pressed against my prostate.
Each and every twitch of his cock as he orgasmed drew mine on incredibly long. In fact, I was still coming. My cum splashed onto my abs, his hand, and the countertop, but I couldn't stop, especially when he started to move again.
I stayed glued to the mirror watching our faces as he quickly ramped me back to the edge again, and this time he didn't ask or have to say anything.
A single growl later, and he buried his cock back inside of me as he came for the second time, and I erupted again.
Three orgasms tonight might not have been the record, but the intensity of them was certainly going in the record books.
My legs grew wobbly, but I managed to stand up and unclenched my hands from around the edge of the counter.
He pulled completely out this time and gave my ass a hard swat, making me nearly topple onto the top of it.
It was the only thing bracing me up at this point.
I stayed there for several seconds, and only after he turned on the shower and called my name did I move to join him.
Since we were both satiated, we didn’t fuck in there like we normally would, although he did insist on cleaning up both of our cum, even collecting some onto his long fingers and pushing it back inside of me. After, we dried off and joined Enslee in our bed.