23. Kai #2
I only open my eyes long enough to find my target, and then I duck my head and shove Rooke’s cock between my lips.
A shudder tears through me at the hint of salty bitterness from his precum—revulsion mixed with something darker I don’t want to name, something that makes my cock twitch against my will.
I vaguely remember giving Haven head right after he came inside her, kissing her, and I was somehow okay with it then because it wasn’t just him.
The thought that I’ll have to taste his cum and nothing else turns my stomach.
Rooke groans, his dick instantly hardening. He uses the grip on the back of my neck to force his cock deeper inside my mouth. I gag when he tries to go down my throat, pushing back on the couch cushion so I can breathe.
But his grip is powerful and unrelenting. And as if in punishment, he thrusts those last few inches of his dick inside my throat, despite my struggles.
I choke, gag. Almost fucking puke.
Now I really can’t breathe.
“That’s it,” Haven murmurs somewhere above my head. “Suck it like you need the money, you pretty little slut.”
Jesus, the longer I resist, the longer this drags out. But as much as I yell at myself to just give in and just suck Rooke’s cock, every fiber in my being is fighting back.
Until Haven moans.
My eyes fly open, and I see them kissing again.
If I could’ve known for certain that all it would take was one hard clench of my jaw to sever Rooke’s dick, I’d have done it.
But the last thing I want to do is gnaw on his shaft like a fucking dog with a bone.
It’s so hard between my lips that I’m struggling to imagine the force it would take to sever it.
He’s gotta be bi. I’d never be able to get this hard for a guy’s mouth.
Which just makes me think of Ezra.
Which makes me want to puke.
And I might have, had I not felt hands on my waist.
Rooke hisses as my teeth scrape over his cock when I jerk back in surprise. “Fuck, girl,” he grates out, wrapping a hand over the top of his dick like he’s trying to protect it. “A little more caution, please.”
Guess he’s not completely immune to pain then.
I whip my head around to glare at Haven. She’s kneeling behind me, eyes bright with mischief, a curl to her mouth I recognize all too well.
“The fuck are you doing?” I demand as she tugs down my sweats. I grab the waistband, tugging them back up.
Instead of trying to pull them down again, she plants a tiny kiss on my lower back. “I didn’t say you could stop.” She waves with the gun. “He’s almost there. You could be out of here in like a minute.”
Rooke’s hand slides into my hair, and he jerks me back to face him. “Watch those fucking teeth,” he says as he pushes my head down.
I keep my mouth closed, but I can’t handle the feel of his slippery crown sliding over my lips. So I reluctantly open my jaw, and a second later, he punches his cock into my mouth and down my throat with one hard thrust.
Haven’s lips rain soft kisses over my back. Then her hand is behind my sweats, her fingers wrapping over my cock, dragging it out.
I groan as she pumps me, because, fuck, it feels good.
Rooke’s hand tightens in my hair, his movements slowing. He lets out a sound that’s half-groan, half-growl.
Jesus, what the fuck is happening?
“You’re so hard, Kai,” Haven says through a giggle.
I want to tell her it’s because she’s jerking me off, but there’s too much cock in my mouth for me to get a word out. Rooke bucks his hips up, tightening his grip in my hair, keeping my head still as he fucks my mouth.
Both my hands are on the couch cushions now, my fingers digging into the foam. I can’t bear to look at him, so my eyes are squeezed closed, but that just makes Haven’s fingers around my dick feel that much better.
She twists her wrist on the upstroke, making me gasp around Rooke’s length.
“God, the sounds you make with a mouth full of cock are so filthy,” she murmurs.
I try to ignore Rooke, the way his cock feels as it slides between my lips. The wet smack as he pushes through the saliva built up in my mouth. How his dick fills me and crowds my tongue to the bottom of my mouth. But my lips are tingling, sensitized from the constant friction of his smooth skin.
A muffled whimper escapes me as Haven’s hand speeds up.
“Fuck, you’re even harder now,” she says.
“He can fight it all he wants,” Rooke says, “but his throat’s clenching around me like it loves being violated.”
“You like that, don’t you, Kai?” Haven murmurs, grazing her teeth over the curve of my ass.
Her jerking me off?
Yes. Fuck, yes.
Rooke’s cock in my mouth?
Fuck no.
He’s going too deep. My stomach keeps clenching. There’s so much saliva in my mouth it’s flooding out the corners of my mouth and dripping down my chin. With my eyes closed, it sounds like he’s fucking a wet pussy, not my own mouth.
“Stop looking away like a scared little bitch. You’ll look at me when I’m wrecking your pretty wet mouth,” Rooke grates.
My eyes squeeze shut even harder, but the logic is the more I do what he says, the faster he comes, right? So I force my lids open, grudgingly flickering my gaze up.
“That’s it,” he murmurs. “Now put that tongue of yours to use, boy.”
His pupils are blown out as he stares down at me with the filthiest arrogance I’ve ever seen…like I’m barely good enough to be licking his boots, never mind sucking his cock.
“Don’t worry, boy, you’ll get better with practice. This cock will turn your virgin ass into a greedy little cumhole before you know it.”
His words sicken me.
Disgust me.
But the way Haven’s touching me is sending all the wrong signals to my brain.
I’m going to come.
And soon.
Haven laughs, low and wicked. “Make him gag.”
“Hear that, boy? She wants you choking and drooling around my cock like a messy slut.”
Rooke thrusts deeper, forcing a wet, desperate sound from my throat as his girth seals off my airway. The world narrows until all that exists is his violent invasion, and Haven’s hands on my dick.
I try to fight back, but all it takes is a twist of the hand in my hair to make me comply.
Because maybe I don’t want to fight this after all.
That realization hits me like I’ve dropped on concrete after my parachute failed to open.
My resistance crumbles into pure thrill, my throat relaxing to pull him in further because fuck, it ignites something so wrong, so dark, I desperately want to chase it.
Bile rises with the disgust, because how can I enjoy this while the only girl I’ve ever wanted watches?