Fox #5
Rooke glances over his shoulder. “You’re right, sweet girl. How rude of me.”
She lets out a squeal when he slings an arm around her waist and drags her off the couch.
He kicks Kai’s chair closer to mine. There’s barely an inch between our knees when he seats himself opposite me, Haven standing obediently at his side.
“That better, my horny little slut?” Rooke says.
I can’t tell from his face if he’s truly upset with her wanting me to watch, or if this is all part of his show.
Even Kai looks over his shoulder, eyebrows drawn together, like he’s making sure he doesn’t need to intervene on Haven’s behalf.
“You don’t need to—“ I cut off when Rooke positions Haven between us, her legs on either side of his, spread wide.
She loses her balance, pitching forward, and grabs onto my shoulder for support.
The air crystallizes with a sudden, intense silence.
“Let go of him,” Rooke growls.
Haven snatches her hand away like I’m made of molten metal.
Everything stops.
Kai turns toward Rooke. Haven goes perfectly still. For the first time since I entered the cabin, Rooke doesn’t look amused. He doesn’t look calculating.
He looks jealous as fuck…until Haven’s no longer touching me.
Then his expression smooths over, and his voice is back to normal.
“Good girl,” Rooke says, planting a hard slap on Haven’s ass. “Now spread those pretty legs of yours so Fox can see how your tight little cunt has to stretch for my cock.”
Haven hesitates, and gets another resounding slap to her ass. Her gasp makes my cock throb, and I shift in my seat to try and get more distance between us.
Rooke’s fingers dig into the pale flesh above Haven’s hip bones, and she reluctantly angles her knees open even wider.
I know he’s taunting me. Flaunting what he has, and I don’t. What he can touch, but I can’t.
And Lord, I must be fucking suicidal, because my eyes lock to her pussy anyway—now dripping in anticipation of Rooke’s cock—and stay there.
The. Entire. Fucking. Time.
“Kai, make yourself useful.”
He’s at Rooke’s side a moment later, but I’m not sure if it’s because he trusts me even less now, or he doesn’t trust Rooke anymore.
“Put my cock in her, nice and slow. And Haven, my darling little whore, give your precious Deputy a good show, will you?”
I realize I’m licking my lips, and clamp my jaw closed.
Kai wraps his hand around Rooke’s cock, giving it a slow pump as Haven carefully lowers herself down.
Before his cock even touches her cunt, she drips down onto his head.
“Fuck, Heavenly,” Kai murmurs, using his thumb to spread her wetness over Rooke’s crown. “You really are a filthy slut.”
Haven’s face is turning red, her eyes shuttered and her lips trembling like she’s about to start crying.
“It’s okay, girl,” I grate out. “I know you’re just doing this because you have to.”
Rooke laughs.
He fucking laughs.
“That’s where you’re wrong, Deputy.” Haven’s eyelashes flutter as she looks at me. ”I fucking love this shit.”
Her eyes roll back into her head as her cunt swallows the first inch of Rooke’s cock.
Kai keeps his hand fisted around Rooke’s base, only allowing Haven’s pussy to slide down the first few inches of his thick shaft. Kai’s other hand is on his own cock, and he starts stroking it inches from where I’m seated.
It’s too much. They’re too close—so close I can smell the sweat and the cum and the sex with every shallow breath.
“Such a tight little cunt,” Rooke says, buried in Haven as deep as Kai allows, grinding up into her. “Remember when we fucked you the first time, back in Agony Hollow. God, you were so innocent back then.”
“Fuck you,” Haven sobs. “Stop talking and fuck me harder!”
Rooke chuckles, then reaches over and tugs Kai’s hand away from his cock. “Fuck her hole with your finger, Kai. See if that’s enough for our slut.”
Kai releases his own cock, using one hand to pull apart Haven’s ass cheeks. The other he brings to her mouth, shoving his fingers unceremoniously between her lips.
“Suck.”
She obeys, her gaze fluttering over to Kai before settling back on me.
I look away, but only because Rooke has started moving his fist up and down his own cock and I’m mesmerized by how easily he tortures his lovers.
Does he even have a conscience? The slightest bit of empathy?
Or am I sitting straight opposite a psychopath as he fucks these two twenty-something to within an inch of their lives?
Haven groans miserably, obviously unhappy at only getting an inch or two of cock with Rooke’s hand in the way. She grabs her tits, squeezing them and tweaking the nipples, her eyelashes fanning down her cheeks as she keeps her eyes on me.
Rooke starts jerking off under her, his fingers slamming up against her wet pussy with every violent stroke.
Kai’s cock bobs, hard and stiff, and Rooke uses his other hand to start jerking Kai off too.
“Jesus, ffffuck,” Kai whimpers, his hips bucking wildly as he thrusts into Rooke’s hand. “Harder, Bash. Harder.”
Rooke’s knuckles go white as he tightens his grip on Kai’s shaft.
My own cock is throbbing so hard I can feel my heartbeat inside my fucking pants. I bite back a groan, but it’s obvious they all hear me, because Rooke lets out another chuckle, and Kai’s movements speed up.
He rips his fingers out of Haven’s mouth, his hand disappearing behind her back. He’s struggling to accomplish whatever he’s trying to do, though, because he barks out a frustrated, “Open up your ass, Haven!”
She lets go of her tits and hurriedly reaches behind her, spreading her ass cheeks apart for Kai.
That must be when he slips a finger—possibly two, maybe even three—inside her asshole, because Haven’s entire body goes rigid as she lets out a long groan of pleasure.
Rooke controls the pace for all three of them. One hand works Kai while Haven moves above him, his fist feeding her only a few inches of his cock at a time. From Haven’s whines, it’s not nearly enough.
“Should I get her off, officer?” Kai asks, breathless. “Or let her suffer?”
“Touch her,” I choke out. “But don’t let her come. Not yet.”
“Better do what he says, boy,” Rooke tells him.
Kai obeys.
Realization hits me like ice water to the face.
Every time I give one of them an order, Rooke repeats it. Translates it into his own voice. Makes it his command instead of mine.
Kai and Haven haven’t been obeying me. They’ve been obeying him.
I wasn’t ever given permission to play with his toys.
I was handed a delusion of power.
And the worst part is…I swallowed it whole.
I tug on the belt around my wrists hard enough to make the chair creak. I can’t tell if I’m angry or seconds away from coming.
And somehow, like a predator sensing wounded prey, Rooke homes in for an easy kill. He leans to the side, dark eyes locking with mine.
“Leaving so soon, Fox?” Rooke asks. “Are you mad that you were invited to the party, but I won’t let you have any cake?”
“Sadistic fuck,” I mutter.
“That’s not very nice.” His lips curl into a smug smile. “I was going to let you come whenever you wanted, but now I think you’ll have to wait for my permission.”
“Fuck you.” I sound exactly like Kai had. Like Haven had.
That, I assume, is the point of this whole fucking charade. I came in here with agency, authority—maybe even an agenda—and where the fuck am I now?
Trying not to come in my pants.
“Be nice to the host,” Rooke says. “Party isn’t over yet.”
He takes his hand off his own cock and grabs Haven’s shoulder, forcing her down his shaft in one hard, violent shove.
You’d swear he knifed her in the guts. She yells out wordlessly, bowing forward so quickly that her hair swishes out and grazes my face.
“Fuuuck!” she moans, whipping her hands away from her ass and grabbing Rooke’s knees. “Mmm! Fffuuuck.”
“You’d better not be coming,” Rooke warns calmly behind her. “Fox wouldn’t like that.”
“Nnno,” she moans. “Not…nnnot coming. Promise!” The last is a furious whisper.
“But I’m so fucking close, Bash! So fucking close.
” She tips her head up, and the desperation in her eyes makes my mouth water.
“Oh my god, please, Fox, Sir, please, please, please, I’m so fucking close. Let me come, please! Please!”
True as fuck, tears start gathering in her pretty blue eyes.
I’m going to hell.
“No.”
Her sudden laugh sounds completely unhinged.
“Fucking asshole.” She grinds into Rooke’s lap, giving me a spiteful glare as she rocks her hips. Behind her, Rooke groans deep in his throat, his hand stuttering on Kai’s shaft for a second before he gets his rhythm back.
Then she starts lifting herself up and down, Kai’s fingers still circling her clit. “Then you get to watch me fuck him, nice and slow, for even longer. All while your dick is safe inside your pants.” Her eyes flick down disdainfully. “I bet it hurts.”
Rooke slaps her ass. Hard. “Watch your mouth, slut.”
Haven gives me a feral grin, lifts herself up, and slowly lowers herself down on Rooke’s hard, glistening cock. “Sure you don’t want me to take Fox’s cock out and play with it, Bash?”
This earns her another slap, and makes my cock so hard with anticipation I think I’m going to have a heart attack.
I yank at my hands again. One of them feels a little looser than before. The thought that I might be able to break out and—
What, idiot? Join them? Rooke would gut you like a fucking fish.
“Jesus, Haven,” Kai croaks, dragging me from my frantic thoughts. “You’re fucking him so good.”
“Her tight little cunt can’t get enough,” Rooke says. “It’s gripping me as hard as your asshole did, Kai. Come on, girl, show the Deputy what a good slut you are and ride me like you always do.”
Haven doesn’t need to be asked twice. She plants her feet firmly on the ground and starts riding Rooke’s cock with practiced ease. And I get to watch her cunt swallow him and then spit him out on every thrust, lips clinging to his shaft before he pushes back deep, deep inside her.
I can’t fucking take it anymore.
The next time I twist my wrist, my hand slips free.
I stare at it, mind spinning.
…wouldn’t want you getting loose…