Chapter 56 Zion
ZION
Her whimpers were as addictive as the fractals her blood had left on the bedsheets and Gedeon’s chin. And the way his muscles had pulsed each time I’d brushed his abdomen, stretching his restraint to the limit as his grip on Kali had turned bruising, had only spurred me on.
Even right now, with Gedeon circling me in one of the training rings in the pitch dark of the night, I was so hard that it’d distracted me enough to take multiple blows from him in the last minute alone; the taste of metal flooding my tongue.
“Come here.” Gedeon beckoned with a come-hither motion.
I was deeply familiar with that strategy of his, coaxing your enemy to take the first step, to become the aggressor. It provided him with a split-second advantage to determine your next move in combat.
But I was far from sane and listening to common sense… Not my thing.
“You’re sure you’re ready to take me on?” I lunged, ducking his uppercut punch and spinning around him.
Using my momentum, he swiveled and kicked the back of my knees. I stumbled, catching my balance, and leaped aside, backtracking a few steps to put distance between us.
He’d used my move against me. And going by his smirk, he was aware of his taunting. Incredibly potent taunting. The effects of which caused my sweatpants to tent between my hips.
“I am not the one who should be worried.” He prowled toward me, a hunter’s smile sharpening his features, and halted two feet away. “Kneel.”
Tiny rocks prodded my knees as I fell to the ground without a single thought in my head. Utterly blank. Erased by his command. I wasn’t sure if my muscles listened to me anymore or if his voice had stolen control of them.
“I did not say you could sit on your heels.” Gedeon folded his arms over his chest and tipped his head aside—a demand to fix my position.
I rose, and the movement tugged on my pants, the waistband mocking me by sliding down an inch.
Gedeon noted me shifting, and lifted my chin, meeting my eyes. “I want to hear your voice,” he said so softly, so calmly, so smoothly that I questioned my ability to fulfill his request.
“Please, I need— I don’t care, just— Please, I’m— I’ll—” I swallowed. “I’ll do anything.” I lowered my gaze to his boots. I’d probably lick them if he asked me to. “Please.”
“That will not work. Look at me while you plead.” As if he was afraid to hurt me, his knuckles grazed my jaw tenderly. “What are you begging for, Zion?
Fucking everything. Whatever I could get.
Never have I suspected I’d be into this, but him towering over me with that ruthless smile called out the need to belong to someone, to not be in control for once, to offer yourself up on the platter for them, knowing they would take care of you before, during and after they’d treated you as an instrument, pulling on the strings they wished, creating a melody of exquisite pain and torture, manipulating the notes into crumbling your defenses until acceptance became the sole way out, the only path to your salvation.
“Use me,” I said, my lungs expanding and contracting without a rhythm, my ribs threatening to explode.
“Lay on your back.” Steel laced his words, as sharp as my knife’s blade.
The freezing gravel couldn’t lower my temperature as I did as I was told, sprawling out in the middle of our training field, more than ready to take whatever he chose to dole out.
“I can see why Kali calls you a pretty boy.” A boot landed on my chest, and he transferred part of his weight onto it. Loose gravel dug into my naked back. “Beautiful lines”—his gaze traveled down my body and back up—“and a fucked-up mind worth dropping to your knees for.”
My groan vibrated under his dirty sole as my brain refused to come up with a proper answer.
“Hold his hands above his head,” Gedeon told someone behind me.
“What did you do?” Kali whispered, securing my wrists in her grip, way too weakly to actually restrain me, but her both uncertain and excited expression locked me in place.
“I—” My tongue had knotted into a ball without a start or an end, my mind refusing to form a coherent sentence I could say. This was new for me. I was usually in Gedeon’s role. But my aching cock enjoyed my current position a little too much and the faint tremors in my legs told a similar story.
“Tell me if you need a break.” Gedeon eased up the pressure on my chest. “The word remains the same, say ‘hell’ and I will stop.”
I cleared my throat. “Okay.”
“I like seeing you like this.” Kali shuffled closer and drew a line from my throat to the middle of my chest, her nails barely scratching before she unexpectedly pinched my nipple.
The burn shot straight to my groin, and if not for him ruling over me, I would’ve rolled her on her stomach and fucked her own name out of her. She didn’t need more than his and mine carved into her memory anyway.
Kali traced concentric circles around my nipple she’d chosen to abuse. “Now you know how it feels.”
I grinned at her giggling above me. “Good?”
She tweaked it.
My back arched from the sting. Her hold on my wrists suddenly became the only thing keeping me from going feral on both of them. I needed stimulation, needed to be inside someone, needed to move and not endure this torment wounding me up so tight I was about to burst without them even touching me.
Gedeon lowered onto the ground, straddling me and kissing the trail Kali’s nails had left.
His tongue flicked the same nipple before his teeth grazed it, catching it and pulling it up.
My fists curled. He blew a puff of air on it and the warmth contrasting with the chill of the night made my eyes roll back as it brought me closer to the edge.
Thank whatever gods Kali imagined existing for inspiring me to wear sweatpants and not jeans tonight. I would’ve throttled the inventor of zippers if I was wearing a pair right now.
“I will not go easy on you.” Gedeon licked down to the sensitive strip of skin low on my abdomen. My hips bucked of their own accord. “Make a single sound, and I will edge you for days. You will drool all over yourself while crawling to me for permission to come.”
If he did that, I’d grovel and whine as much as he wanted, hating him and reveling in the torture simultaneously. I’d debase myself in front of the entire compound for him.
Raising my head, I met his dark smile as he pulled my pants to under my hips, just enough for my cock to spring free. He cupped my balls, and his tongue twirled around my tip, lapping me up.
“Fu—”
She slapped a hand over my mouth to muffle me as my peripherals blackened.
He tugged off my sweatpants and tossed them aside. “Bend your knees and spread them wide.” Situating himself between my legs, Gedeon extended his forefinger to Kali. “Make it nice and wet.”
She took his digit between her lips, and her slurps filled the vast space, the sounds she made coating him in her saliva so obscene my cock twitched.
“This is all he is going to get to make it smoother, so make sure it drips.”
She renewed her sucking with increased eagerness, and I involuntarily thrusted upward, into the air, gritting my teeth for not finding the friction I desperately needed.
He pulled out of her mouth with a pop and twisted the glistening finger to inspect it. “But you will take even if it hurts and then ask for more, will you not?”
“Yes,” I mumbled, my core tightening in anticipation. I knew exactly what he was planning and if I was in bed right now, I would be grinding myself into the mattress.
Gedeon circled my asshole, using her saliva as lube. I instinctively clenched.
“It’s going to go all the way in, Zion. So take it,” he growled.
I forced myself to relax, and he slowly pushed inside, up to the second joint.
Kali hovered above me. “How does he feel?”
“Like—”
She pressed her palm back on my lips, giggling as I nibbled her flesh to draw away the focus from Gedeon burying his finger in my ass and searching for that tiny bump that could—
My brain short-circuited, no longer comprehending the visual input from my pupils, as he massaged that spot while simultaneously swallowing my cock.
Her laughter was like a drug coursing through my system, and combined with his fingers and tongue, they blurred my vision as lewd noises and incomprehensible grunts spilled from my mouth—an uncontainable string of animalistic sounds.
Kali raked her nails from my pelvis up to my chest in tandem with him taking me fully down his throat, and pain and pleasure, cold and heat, everything blending together, snapped.
She consumed my howl with a sloppy kiss as the coiled lightning struck down my spine, my balls drawing tight and the world disappearing.
I floated somewhere away, spasming as Gedeon swallowed spurts of my cum.
Them taking control of my body, exploiting it to how they saw fit, had wrecked me, and yet it also hadn’t been enough.
Small rocks digging into my back invited me back to reality, and my drowsiness dispersed into thin wisps of air and smoke as bits of their conversation reached me.
“Why did you not stay in bed?” Gedeon asked.
“I couldn’t sleep,” Kali murmured. “Figured I’d use the time to train instead of rolling restlessly between the sheets.”
I sat up, crossing my legs and rubbing my forehead with the heel of my palm. “What the fuck happened?”
Gedeon’s smirk told me everything before he spoke. “Lost you for a second.”
“Was that your plan all along? To make us pass out?” Her arms enfolded me from behind as she rested her chin on my shoulder.
I relished the minuscule weight testing my balance, her warm cheek tickling the shell of my ear, and covered her forearms with my own.
His smirk widened impossibly. “Part of it.”
Someone had to pop his bloated ego.
Grinning at him, I told her, “Remind me later to get a glass bottle from the underground. I have an idea how to get our revenge.”
He jumped on us, and her squeal echoed in the night.
Panting, we lay in one pile, dust coating our clothes, gravel scratching our flesh, and my eyebrows furrowed at the serenity.
Unrelenting talons didn’t scratch the back of my head anymore, nagging me to slice through someone’s muscles and tendons with my knife, like usual.
Chains of steel didn’t keep me in their lock, freezing me in the perpetual state of re-living the past.
Contentedness had freed my joints, but I couldn’t move. That lightness seeping into my bones had enveloped me in a bewildering cloud of tranquility.
It felt fucking weird.
I had to bloody it, stab it until it was covered in scarlet, until it was mine and no one else’s. Only that my blood wasn’t enough, I had to drench it in theirs too.
I had protected Gedeon for years, stood by his side, abided his rules, pretended it was all a game and that I didn’t crave more. But finally, he had caved.
I was not letting him slip from me anymore. I was binding him. The same way I’d done with Kali, and she with me.
As she shivered, I sat back up, zipping up my jacket she was wearing. Her smile vanished. She jumped on her feet, grabbed my sweatpants off the ground, and passed them to me.
“What is it?” I asked as I dressed.
“Nothing.”
“It’s not nothing.” Gedeon squeezed her shoulders, searching her face. “You overexert yourself in training and talk in your sleep. Just now, you came here because of your nightmares.”
“What is it?” I repeated, circling them, coming up behind her back and pulling her into my chest. “Talk to us, pretty birdie.”
“It’s been weeks, Kali,” Gedeon added. “You have not said a single word about the messenger since that night. We know it’s bothering you.”
She sighed. “What he did to me is nothing compared to what I have survived. So if you fear it’s because he attempted to force himself on me, then know it’s not.
There is almost nothing anyone could physically do to me that could break me.
” She looked out to the grassy field leading to the forest which surrounded our compound and took a deep breath.
“It’s what he said. That he would make me his pet.
Share me with his friends. Make me bear his children.
” Her voice lowered to a whisper. “Murder you in front of me and punish me for each tear I spilled.”
“We won’t let it happen. You know that, right?” I tightened my hold on her, but she didn’t protest or complain.
“I told you this the first time you awakened here, and I will tell you again. We will not let you go,” Gedeon assured her. “So do not entertain the idea that we would stand aside and allow anyone to take you away.”
She leaned into my chest. “I know, it’s ju—”
Suddenly, a scream jolted my instincts, and we shoved her behind us. Standing shoulder to shoulder with Gedeon, we peered into the lowly lit street on the far end of the training rings.
A blood-chilling rattle of bullets rumbled across the square.