30. Chapter 30
Chapter 30
Lucas
G oosebumps rise, peppering her skin as my tongue slides higher up the inside of her leg.
Freya watches Gage from the corner of her eye, and I want to tell her to look at me, not him.
But I’m not in charge here, and having Gage dictate my next move is surprisingly fun.
That tingling feeling of anticipation, of not knowing what’s going to happen next, is way better than watching porn.
I haven’t fully forgiven Freya, and I don’t think I ever will.
Have I accepted her apology, and do I want to move on with our lives together?
Yes, but that doesn’t take away the pain I felt when she contributed to my mother’s death.
It’s going to take time to heal that wound, but I don’t see my life without Freya in it anymore.
As much as I wanted to block my heart from hers, I couldn’t deny it any longer.
She already had her claws in me, and I’ll keep them there until my own dying breath.
She’s my family now, alongside my brothers.
I’ll do everything in my power to keep her safe, protected, and loved.
Because she’s mine and I’m hers.
Freya’s leg twitches as I reach her inner thigh, so close to her underwear.
“Lucas, stop,” Gage says, and I brace my hands on Freya’s thighs, pushing up.
“What?” I snap, wanting nothing more than to eat her out.
To taste every last drop of her on my tongue.
“Freya, have you been a bad girl?” Gage asks, glancing back at her, his hand still wrapped around his cock.
I look at Freya, and she licks her lips before nodding.
“What do we do to bad people, Lucas?” Gage raises his eyebrows.
The corner of my mouth lifts.
“We punish them.”
Gage kicks his pants to the ground, along with his underwear, and moves around the bed on the opposite side of me.
He opens the top drawer to his bedside table and pulls out a pair of handcuffs, then throws them to me.
I catch them, and the sound of metal clinking together rings through the room.
He throws a black leather paddle and a choker onto the bed.
Freya tries to catch a glimpse of the goodies, but Gage leans over the bed, pressing against her shoulders.
I smirk and cock my head to the side at Gage.
He just shrugs.
I’ve always known he liked to be in charge, but sex toys?
That I didn’t know, but I’m here for the show.
“No moving unless I tell you to, understood?” Gage demands.
I expect Freya to fight back, but she nods.
My cock twitches against my briefs at the submission.
The door handle jiggles before it opens.
Hazen stands in the doorway, glancing between the three of us.
“Where’s my invite?” he grumbles.
“Get in, shut the fucking door, and do as I say or fuck off. Remove your clothes and leave them on the floor,” Gage snaps, and Hazen looks back at me, raising his eyebrow.
I shrug, gesturing for him to hurry up.
“Okay, well whatever fuckery is going down, I’m not missing out on this,” Hazen says, before shutting the door and flicking the lock in place and removing his clothes.
He moves past me and sits on the bed next to Freya.
“Help me?” she pleads, her eyes on Hazen, but Gage wraps his hand around her throat, squeezing.
“He won’t help you. Lucas, remove Freya’s bra, then secure those cuffs around her wrists and hand her to Hazen.” Gage removes his grip from Freya’s throat, kissing her roughly on the lips before moving away.
Freya’s breath hitches as I make quick work of freeing her tits, then place the cuffs around her wrists, and Hazen takes her from me.
“Hazen, fasten her against my headboard,” Gage says, and Freya’s eyes widen.
I stand to move Freya around so she’s in the middle of the bed, and Hazen secures her cuffs to the headrest.
Freya pulls against her restraints, helplessly glancing between the three of us.
She knows full well that she can’t run now—there’s no escaping us, even if she wants to.
“Lucas, remove her underwear,” Gage demands, picking up a leather choker from the bed with a lead attached to the end.
Fucking hell, here I thought I had toys, but Gage has taken that trophy.
Never in a million years did I expect this from him, but then again, it doesn’t surprise me entirely.
He does like controlling us.
I move to the end of the bed, removing my shirt and throwing it to the ground, followed by my pants and underwear.
Freya watches me with interest, a sparkle in her bright-blue eyes.
After bracing my hands on the bed, I crawl forward on hands and knees until I’m leaning over her bottom half.
My fingers glide up her legs, hook under her lacy thong, and I pull it down inch by inch until she kicks it off.
She widens her legs.
Her pussy stares back at me, begging for me to touch it.
Fuck Gage and his stupid fucking rules.
She wants me, and I’ll happily give her what she desires.
I lean forward until I’m breathing in her sweet cunt, only an inch from tasting when two hands grab my chest and shove me backward.
I sit up, glaring at Gage.
“Did I say you could do that?” he bites out.
“Enough of your fucking games. I’m hungry and I need her,” I snap.
Gage shakes his head before securing the choker around her throat and passing the lead to Hazen.
“One last thing, then you can go at it,” Gage says, and I’m about a second away from punching him.
Hurry the fuck up.
He grabs a piece of black cloth and lifts it off the bed—an eye mask.
He places it over Freya’s eyes.
“Fucking hell, Gage,” Freya grumbles, taking the words right out of my mouth.
“Shut up and be quiet. Naughty girls get punished,” Gage growls.
Freya chuckles.
“You know I just love being punished.”
Before Gage gives me the go ahead, I’m on her, my mouth hot against her pussy, tongue gliding between her folds.
Freya groans, pulling against her restraints.
Gage doesn’t stop me this time, and thank fuck, or I’d have to knock the fucker out.
The sweet tang of Freya’s pussy kisses my tastebuds.
My cock hardens as she pulls against her restraints.
She’s at our mercy to do whatever we please with her.
Gage moves around the bed and disappears from view.
A loud smack fills the room before pain bites into my ass.
I jolt forward, pressing farther into Freya’s cunt before pulling back and standing up.
“What the fuck?” I yell, rubbing my ass, feeling little bite marks from the paddle.
“You didn’t follow orders, so you, too, shall be punished,” Gage says, rolling the paddle around his fingers with a smug look on his face.
Asshole.
Freya chuckles, apparently having figured out what happened and enjoying it.
“Fuck off,” I grumble.
“Freya, flip over and on your knees,” Gage says.
Hazen uncuffs her and rolls her over, so her ass is in perfect view, before re-cuffing her.
“Hazen, move under our girl,” Gage says, and Hazen obeys.
“Now kiss her.”
Hazen claims Freya’s mouth in a hot, slow kiss, and damn , if she was any other girl I’d be jealous.
But instead, I’m even more turned on watching them together.
I’m itching to move, to eat Freya out again, and I not-so-patiently wait for Gage’s orders.
This is his little fantasy playing out, but next time we’re going to my room, with my own rules.
“Lucas, move closer and touch Freya’s cunt. Tell me how wet she is for us.” Gage stands at the side of the bed, his hand around his cock and eyes glued to Freya.
On my hands and knees, I run my palm over her tight ass, then trail a finger down her crack before sliding between her folds.
“She’s soaking.”
Gage nods.
“Make her come.”
About fucking time , I want to grumble but don’t.
I shuffle my hips forward until my hard cock presses against Freya’s ass.
She pushes back against me, and I groan, running my finger along her inner thigh before coming back between her folds.
She’s dripping wet for us.
I slide a finger inside her, and she pulls against her restraints, the metal jingling.
“Every time you move, you’ll be punished,” Gage says, flipping the paddle around in his fingers.
Freya doesn’t reply, her mouth glued to Hazen’s.
I pump in and out of Freya’s cunt with one, then two fingers, hitting deep inside her over and over again.
“She’s close,” I say.
She’s tightening around my digits.
“Let go, Freya,” Gage commands.
I pick up my speed, rubbing my thumb against her clit to increase the pressure.
Freya moans before her juices run down my hand.
I pull away, placing my fingers inside my mouth, and I lick off every last drop of her tangy sweetness.
It’s like ecstasy—one taste, and I’m fucking hooked.
“Do you want Lucas inside you, Freya?” Gage asks.
She pulls away from Hazen.
“Yes, fuck me, Lucas. Hard,” Freya says, and everything around us disappears—the room, Gage and Hazen.
My chest rises and falls at a rapid rate.
She’s such a dirty fucking girl.
I’ll be replaying those words every time I touch my cock.
Fuck, that’s hot.
I faintly hear Gage say, “Fuck her.”
I line up my cock with her cunt, her juices giving me the lube I need.
I don’t waste another second before I push inside her.
She jolts forward.
Her tight cunt wraps around my cock, and fuck, it feels similar to coming home after a long fucking day.
Her pussy invites me inside, squeezing around me like a warm hug, but so much fucking better.
I go slow until she loosens around me, then I fuck her hard.
My hips slap against her ass over and over.
She kisses Hazen, moaning into his mouth.
Gage watches us, tugging his cock to the rhythm of me fucking Freya.
“Hazen, move so Freya can place that dirty mouth over your cock,” Gage says, and Hazen shuffles around on the bed, lining himself up.
I don’t stop pounding into Freya, keeping up the pace.
Hazen pulls at Freya’s leash until her mouth wraps around his long, hard dick.
Jesus, that’s hot.
Freya’s cherry lips take him whole.
I let loose a deep groan as I watch her.
I’m imagining her doing the same to me.
My fingers tighten around her hips, holding her in place.
My eyes flicker between Gage getting himself off and Freya sucking Hazen off, then back to my dick pounding into her cunt.
She tightens around me.
She’s ready to release, and fuck, I’m not far off.
I go harder, faster, and my pulse skyrockets like I’m about to have a fucking heart attack, and it wouldn’t surprise me if I did.
My balls release inside her along with a deep rumble from my chest, and she moans, coming right behind me.
I pull out, falling back on my heels, and Hazen slides himself from Freya’s mouth before his cum shoots onto her lips and cheeks.
Fuck me.
Gage groans and follows, and I collapse onto my back on the bed, glancing up at the ceiling as my breathing settles down to a normal pace.
“Fucking hell. I think I’ll just keep you locked up forever,” Gage proclaims to Freya, and if I had any energy left, I’d agree.
“Who’s ready for round two?” I ask, and laughter fills the room.
There’s no way I’m getting any sleep tonight.