Chapter Twenty-Six Kai
I’m freshly showered, a plush robe wrapped around me. My skin buzzes with anticipation as I look over the balcony out onto the sea that twinkles with yacht lights and reflections from the hotels around. A soft breeze blows past, kissing my cheek. At some point during the night, Anant thought it was a good idea to go swimming and somehow managed to convince me to join. Despite it being warm outside, it’s still May and the water was freezing.
Cole emerges from our room onto the balcony, his hair still wet from the shower and framing his face. He’s shirtless, and I bite the corner of my lip, admiring his well-muscled torso that tapers into a perfect V.
“How is my birthday boy doing?” he asks, his hand grabbing my robe and pulling me flush against him.
Heat pools in the pit of my stomach. “Good,” I say quietly. “I couldn’t have asked for a better birthday. Thank you.” My lips meet his and he lets me kiss him, letting my tongue lick against his mouth begging for entrance.
“This is kind of familiar,” Levi’s voice comes up behind me.
I remember the first time we kissed at Anant’s party. So much has happened since that night. For one, I know they like me too, so I don’t hesitate to pull Cole into another kiss. Tonight, I have a goal, and I’m determined to pull it off.
I turn to look at Levi but he’s already right behind me, one hand reaching for my hips whilst another unties my robe. He slips it off me and I realise I’m stark naked on a balcony standing between them. I gasp quietly at the shock of the cool breeze against my skin. Luckily, we have no neighbours and we’re high enough that no one on the pavement below can see.
“Oh, Cole, Kai has a surprise for us,” Levi says as he moves the plug snugly sitting inside me, pulling it out slightly before pushing it in again. My knees buckle but Levi’s hand holds me firmly in place.
In front of me, Cole smiles wickedly, gripping my chin tightly between his thumb and index fingers so I look at him. “Is that why you took such a long shower? You were preparing yourself to get fucked?” he asks just as Levi withdraws the plug again and pushes it back in roughly.
“Fuck,” I hiss.
“Did you let yourself come too?” Cole asks.
A weird sense of shame washes over me because I know I shouldn’t, and I’m going to pay for it, but I couldn’t help myself.
“Answer me,” Cole says, still holding onto my chin. He’ll know if I lie so I nod quickly leaning into him, desperate to taste his lips again—maybe distract him but he doesn’t bite. He keeps me in place, eyes burning with the kind of dangerous desire I’m after.
Behind me, Levi tuts, and kisses the dip of my shoulder, sucking hard enough that I know there’ll be a mark there in the morning. “Seems like you’ve already had your fun without us,” he says.
Cole hums contemplatively, looking disappointed in me before he kisses the corner of my lips and I savour it because I have a feeling this is about as soft as he’s getting tonight.
“On your knees,” he whispers.
Months ago, that instruction made me bristle slightly, afraid of letting go and drowning in them but now, I kneel on the discarded robe easily, trying hard to ignore that I am fully naked and already hard on a balcony overlooking the Mediterranean.
Saliva floods my mouth, already trained to know what’s about to happen.
“You look so pretty like this,” Levi says, carding a hand through my hair and gripping it in a tight fist to make me look up at him. “Do you want this, baby?” he asks softly.
“Yes. Always,” I whisper, and his lips spread into that wicked smile again.
“Relax your throat for me.”
I do as I’m told. In the corner of my eye, I can see Cole disappear back into the hotel room, but I focus back on Levi who has my skin prickling with anticipation. There’s an edge to him that I’m addicted to. A tender dominance that makes me desperate to please him.
“I’m going to fuck your throat and you’re going to take it like the perfect slut you are, right?”
My cock is hard and leaking against my thigh, but I do my best to ignore it. “Yes,” I say, swallowing.
Levi grins and pulls out his half-hard cock from his shorts. I look up at him, holding the base in a tight fist before wrapping my lips around him. He’s long and it takes a bit of adjustment to get him deep. He lets out a quiet hiss when I sink, pulling off slowly and leaving a glinting sheen of saliva.
“Uh, no hands, baby,” he chides, slapping my hand away gently before gripping the back of my head to keep me in place. I ball my fists just as he slams into my mouth with a hard thrust. I breathe through it, spit dripping down my chin. Levi’s pace is relentless. I feel him at the top of my throat, tears dancing in my eyes at an unrelenting pace. When I look up at him, my heart does a little flip because his lips are slightly parted, and his eyes are filled with burning desire. He looks just as ruined as I feel.
“So good for me,” he says quietly, eyes burning. “Look how well you take me, Kai. It’s like your mouth was made just for me.”
I keep my eyes trained on him despite the tears staining my cheeks mixing with the saliva that drips down my chin to my throat. When I taste the saltiness of his precum dancing on my tongue, I swirl my tongue, and Levi grips my hair tighter in response.
“You want me to come down your throat?” he asks.
I can barely move my head, so I hope my eyes let him know everything I’m thinking. I want to taste him, but I am desperate to have him inside me first.
Just then, Cole reappears, an open bottle of champagne in his hand. He kisses Levi’s neck from behind, eyes trained on me. Levi slows down his pace, his free hand curling behind to hold Cole’s head. He looks sinfully hot like this, tattoos rippling as he lets out a loud moan. He tips his head back into Cole, his eyes rolling back for a second before he looks down at me again with a smile.
“As much as I’d love to feed you my come, I think I want to fuck you first,” Levi says.
My eyes are blurry with tears as I try to catch my breath and get on my feet, my knees protesting from kneeling too long.
“Open your mouth, princess,” Cole says before taking a quick swig of champagne from the bottle.
I barely have time to think when he holds the nape of my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. Citrusy bubbles spill into my mouth, and Cole deepens the kiss, exploring my mouth as my hands claw at his back, drips of champagne dribbling down my neck.
“Fuck, you’re in so much trouble tonight, baby,” Levi laughs.
Purple bruises line my skin and theirs. My nails and teeth have done damage to both their torsos and necks. I’m hazy from champagne and intense sex, but I feel good like I don’t have to worry about a single thing. I belong to them as much as they belong to me and tonight, I want to make sure they know it.
“You were desperate to get fucked by both of us, weren’t you?” Levi looms above me, running his thumb over my lips.
We’re back in the bedroom and the air is filled with heady desire. My thighs ache, and my dick is so hard it almost hurts. Every inch of me feels like it’s on fire and the idea of both of them inside me at the same time has me seeing stars before anything has even happened. But I prepped myself for this. I want it more than I’ve wanted anything before.
“Please.” My voice is breathy and whiny, but I don’t care. “Please, please fuck me.”
Levi laughs, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “God, I love it when you beg.”
He moves me over to straddle him and I don’t feel like waiting, I grip his cock and sink on it slowly, letting out a moan, not caring how loud I am. It just feels good to be so full.
“Jesus, Kai,” Levi hisses, holding onto my hips as I bottom out.
Behind me, Cole curls an arm around my middle and gently kisses my neck. “You’re okay?” he asks against the shell of my ear. Goosebumps travel up my skin, but I nod, moving to adjust to the length of Levi inside me. “What’s your safe word?”
“Vanilla,” I whisper.
“If it’s too much, you’ll use it,” Cole says firmly. “We don’t want to hurt you.”
I glance at him and smile. “But I want it to hurt.”
He huffs out a laugh, shaking his head. “Slut,” he murmurs. “Lean forward for me.”
I follow instructions, leaning forward and kissing Levi. Cole runs a finger cover in lube against my hole before sinking in. I wince at the cold but it’s not too bad a stretch. He moves to two fingers then three and this time I feel the burn. Levi keeps his hand on my cheek, kissing me, distracting me.
“You’re so beautiful, all spread out, baby. No one else gets to see you like this, all ruined and desperate to be filled.”
I shudder, whimpering into Levi’s mouth. Suddenly, Cole withdraws his fingers, and I know what comes next, the sweet burn of his dick entering me. I’m sweating as I feel his tip align with my entrance, already crowded with Levi. I let out a choked whimper when he slides in, the burn forcing tears to spring from my eyes.
“You’re okay,” Levi whispers peppering kisses all over my lips, my eyes, my nose.
“I-I please, more, please,” I cry.
Behind me, Cole lets out a litany of swears, sinking further into me. “I know baby, I know,” Levi continues. “You’re doing so good. Taking us so, so well. I’m so proud of you, you know that, right?”
I nod once.
“Say it out loud, baby. Say, I know you’re proud of me.”
“I—” I stutter at the stretch of Cole fully inside me now. I try to move my head, but Levi holds me in place. It’s all too much.
“Uh,” he tuts. “Say it.”
I take a deep breath and for a moment I consider using my safe word. I can barely hold on, can barely think. I open my mouth, but the words don’t come out. “I know—I know you’re proud of me.”
Levi grins just as Cole groans my name, “Kai,” he says breathlessly. “I have to move, princess. Tell me I can move. Please.”
I nod, unable to find my voice but he understands or maybe he doesn’t care because he pulls back and snaps his hips forward, sinking into me again. I cry out but this time, he grazes that sweet spot. I shudder, a burst of pleasure rushing through me all at once. Shattered breaths escape my mouth as Levi begins to move too, gripping the underside of my thighs.
It’s blinding, the feeling of both of them moving inside me too much. Tears stream down my cheeks as Levi whispers, telling me how well I’m doing. The line between pleasure and pain is blurred but my entire body is on fire, desperate for more.
“That’s it, princess. Scream loud enough so the entire building can hear you,” Cole grunts, the sound of the slap of his groin on my ass filling the air. “You’re such a desperate, filthy slut, aren’t you?”
I nod. I am. I am, I think or maybe I scream it, I don’t know.
I bury my head in Levi’s throat, sweat covering both of us. My orgasm comes suddenly, coiling at the pit of my stomach before bursting through me like a flare through the night. I dissolve into a pool made of perfect pain and pleasure that I think I might go blind from it all.
I can barely keep my eyes open, but I let them use me until they both spill inside me, my name on their lips like I’m the only thing that matters.
I wake up to my phone buzzing under my pillow. It’s our last day here and it’s early, the sky is a watery blue outside, and the sun is beginning to spill into the room through the open balcony door. I sit up, my body heavy and my mind foggy. Next to me, Levi and Cole are still fast asleep, and I have to move carefully to make sure I don’t wake them up as I slip out of bed and look down at the screen.
An unknown caller…
It’s like all the blood has been drained from my body. Fear grips me tight, its fingers icy, chilling me to the bone. I stare at the screen for another second and swallow, my hands shaking. I should cut the call. I should block the number and pretend he doesn’t exist, but I know he won’t leave me alone if I do that. I need to find out what he wants.
Taking in a quiet breath, I swipe the screen and answer. “Kenny.”
“Hey, Kai. I’m happy you knew it was me.”
My stomach drops. That voice. I haven’t heard that voice since I was fifteen. I haven’t felt the cold sweat run down my back when I hear the jingle of keys unlocking the door. It brings me back to a place I left a long time ago. A place made up of fear and self-loathing.
“Kai,” Kenny sings on the other end. “Are you there?”
I look down at my hand. I’m shivering all over. I need to breathe. I need to calm down.
“You’re ignoring me, that’s not very nice.”
I swallow. “I’ll tell the police.” It’s a stupid thing to say but somehow, I’m not twenty-five-year-old Kai anymore—I’m eleven again and I’m terrified of the man on the other end.
Kenny laughs. “It’s not a crime to call my dear son, is it?”
“I’m not—”
He laughs, cutting me off. “Right. You’re not my son. You’ve never had a father who wanted you. I think that makes you a bastard waste of space.”
He still knows where to cut.
“What do you want?” I ask.
“What do you think, Kai?” he asks. “I want you dead for what you did to me. I want to leave you to rot in the ground, somewhere no one will ever find you. I want you to pay for what you took!”
I should cut the call. I shouldn’t be listening to any of this, but I can’t bring myself to because somewhere inside me, guilt swirls. He’s right. I did take something from him. I lied because I was so desperate to survive.
On the other end, Kenny laughs quietly. “But as much as I want you dead and buried, I think you’re of better use to me alive and right where you are.”
I let out a quiet breath. “What do you want?”
“I want to make a deal,” Kenny says. “You do this for me, and you never hear from me again. I’ll even leave your mother and your sisters alone. I know how badly you want that.”
I wait for him to say it, my scalp prickling. I breathe quietly, trying to remind myself that I’m in Monaco, with my boyfriends and Kenny is not here. He can’t touch me. He can’t hurt me.
“If you give me a hundred thousand pounds I’ll disappear for good.”
My chest squeezes. I’m shaking my head quickly. “I don’t have that kind of money.”
Kenny laughs again. “Oh, I know you don’t have that kind of money, Kai, but your boyfriends do, don’t they?” he says. “I always knew you were a little funny but whoring yourself out to two men? Jesus. If only I’d known you liked it like that! I think some of the guys would have paid some good money for a pretty little boy like you.”
This can’t be happening. Bile rises up my throat. My legs feel like they are about to give out. He knows about them—about us. He knows I’m happy and there’s nothing he hates more.
“You still there?” Kenny asks. I can hear the smugness in his voice. “I’m sure I don’t have to tell you not to mention this to anyone. I don’t think your little boyfriends would want to meet my friends.”
“Kenny—”
“One hundred thousand, Kai,” he cuts me off. “Talk soon.”
The line goes dead and it’s like the walls of the entire suite are caving in. I take in a deep breath, trying to control my breathing. Tears well in my eyes, threatening to spill. I can’t panic, not here, not right now—
“Kai?”
Cole.
I take a steadying breath and blink away my tears before turning to find him leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. He still looks half asleep, his hair messy and falling into his eyes.
It’s so easy to smile and to pretend when you’ve had to lie through your teeth since you were a child. “Oh yeah. It was just Zara calling,” I say, the lie sliding off my tongue easily. “She goes to the library pretty early and calls me sometimes when she needs company on the walk.”
He looks at me for a long moment and by the way he watches me, I think he might be able to tell I’m lying. I keep smiling lazily as I walk up to him, curling my arms over his shoulder and burying my face in the dip of his neck, hoping he can’t feel my racing heartbeat.
“Do you want to go back to bed?” he asks, his hand running down my back—soothing me. “We only need to be up at nine.”
I nod, holding him a little tighter, and breathing in his scent that feels like home now. I’ve grown so used to it, so addicted to it.
He kisses the top of my head. “Okay, princess. Let’s go back to bed.”
Knowing that Kenny has already seen them and gotten close enough to them to know who they are makes my stomach turn. I can’t lose them again.
I won’t.
I need to do something before Kenny ruins everything
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