9. Think of Her
Christy
Pleasure rippled through my body, slowly waking me from my sleep. I sucked in a breath, squeezing my eyes for a few seconds as light filtered through my lids.
Something was inside me.
I moaned and looked down at my body. Erik laid there, his mouth on my pussy, his eyes closed. His tongue drove in and out of me at an easy pace, long and thick in his monstrous form. Tendrils of shadows wrapped around my ankles and knees, holding me open for him.
Holy fuck, this is hot.
I came home last night and passed out. I remembered, vaguely, Ray carrying me to bed and curling up next to me.
I gasped, my muscles coiling as his tongue found a certain spot that drove me wild. I looked to my left and whimpered, realizing Ray was still sleeping next to me.
Be quiet, angel. We don’t want to wake him.
My mouth dropped as Erik’s voice floated through my mind. You can speak in my mind?!
He smiled against my dripping cunt. Mates can speak, yes. I wasn’t sure you’d hear me without a mated bond, but it seems you can. I want to murder that man from last night, Christy.
“No,” I whimpered, bucking against him.
The hold that his shadows had on me tightened, keeping me from struggling or slipping away. But, the bed still squeaked, and it made Ray stir next to me.
Touch his cock. He always wakes up hard.
It was a command. My skin was flushed, my nipples aching as I reached down, sliding my hand toward Ray’s cock. I slipped my fingers in the waistband of his underwear and stifled another gasp once I realized just how hard he was.
Instinctively, he thrust into my grip. His eyes snapped open, and even with the mask he wore, I could see both clearly.
Grip him tightly and stroke him. Fast.
I did as Erik commanded and gripped his cock, moving my hand up and down. Ray growled, his sharp teeth gleaming in the morning light that slanted into my bedroom. In a blink, he was sitting up, his hair wild, his cock still in my hand.
“Good morning,” I said with a cheeky grin.
His eyes darted from me to where Erik was feasting on me. He let out a purring sound, his shoulders relaxing. “Good morning to both of you. I see someone was hungry.”
Erik moaned against my pussy, his tongue thrusting deeper. My lashes fluttered, and all I could think about was how right this felt. Having them in my room, in my bed, their bodies touching mine. I wanted this and so much more.
Work was hell yesterday. Between all the things that had gone wrong at rehearsal and then a show that also didn’t go that well, everyone was on edge. Jon yelled at me for missing a very difficult note once, but I could not fault him for being angry. Well, I could.
After such a tiring day though, being woken up like this . . .
Well, it was perfect.
It was everything I wanted.
Ray suddenly slid off the bed and vanished. Even Erik lifted his head with a frown and then made a sound. “He’s retrieving something.”
He was back thirty seconds later with black ribbons and a cane.
I shivered as Erik drew back, licking his lips. The two of them looked at each other and it clicked—they had been talking to each other without me in their minds. I wanted to know what they were saying.
What were they planning to do to me.
“What do you have planned today?” Erik suddenly asked.
“No work today,” I sighed. “It’s my only day off, then tomorrow I fly to London.”
“What?” Ray hissed. “You’re leaving?”
“Yes,” I said. “But only for a few days, then I’ll be back. I’m sure you’ve both noticed I travel a lot. It’s because of my profession.”
Erik was staring at Ray, but I had no idea why. Ray’s brows furrowed and he shook his head, clearly disagreeing with Erik, but again I could not hear them. I had no idea what they were discussing.
A growl filled the room and Erik snapped his sharp teeth at Ray. “Tie her up, then.”
Oh? I perked up as Ray laid the cane on the bed and then knelt next to me.
“On your knees,” Erik instructed. “Both of you are going to be my little sluts right now. Ray is not going to touch you without my permission.”
My breath hitched. That was a dynamic I’d always dreamed about. Being touched and dominated by one person at the command of another.
We were both at the dark phantom’s mercy.
I got to my knees and lifted the shirt I didn’t remember putting on. I tossed it to the floor, now fully naked. I reached back and grabbed a hair tie from my side table and started to gather my curls, but Erik shook his head.
“No. I want your hair down. It’s useful to grab.”
I sighed dramatically and tossed the hairband back. “If you insist.”
“I do. Ray, I want you to bite her nipples. Use your sharp teeth.”
I swallowed hard as he nodded, his eyes softening as he looked at me. Before he leaned down to bite them, he brushed his mouth over mine. His kiss awakened every part of me, little embers catching and roaring to flames.
“Nipples,” Erik growled. “Don’t make me fucking punish you.”
Ray shot him a look. “I’m not feeling very obedient today.”
Suddenly, Erik was right behind Ray. Both of us squeaked as Erik rolled him over onto his stomach and pinned him down, pushing his head against the blankets right between my spread knees.
“I’ve had enough of this,” Erik said, his voice calm but harsh. “He’s being a brat. If you were mated to us, you’d hear his sassy remarks in your mind too.”
I gave him a devious smile. “I mean, if you think he needs a punishment . . .”
Erik smirked as Ray struggled beneath him. He leaned in to whisper next to his ear. “See? Our angel wants to see what I’d do to you.”
“Fuck you,” Ray bit out.
Oh gods. That did not go over very well. In a matter of seconds, Ray and I were both placed face down on the bed next to each other.
“What will you do to us?” I gasped.
“What I imagined for hours last night while the both of you slumbered on, blissfully unaware of how hard my cocks were. Of the way my mind wandered, dreaming in my own way too.”
His words washed over me. I lifted my head, but Erik gave me a gentle nudge.
“I remember you crave marks,” he said.
I nodded. “Yes.”
“I don’t,” Ray said, but he hadn’t got up.
If anything, I was pretty sure he was content right where he was.
“I don’t care what you crave,” Erik snapped harshly.
I turned my head, realizing Ray and I were almost nose to nose. He winked at me.
This up close, I could see the edge of his mask and how it was fused to his skin, almost symbiotic. His eyes were dark and warm and despite the tension between him and Erik, he was happy. Clearly very happy.
“I have not told you how beautiful you are,” he whispered.
I blushed and then squeaked. Erik swatted both of our asses.
“You may look at each other but what I’m about to do to you . . . well, you might cry. And I am blindfolding you, Christy.”
“Okay,” I whispered.
He brought the silken fabric to me and I lifted my head, allowing him to slide it on. He tied it, tightening it, and dipped me into darkness. All my senses refocused on other sensations.
The feel of my skin against the blankets.
The way my hip brushed up against Ray’s.
The way my heart thundered in my chest.
Erik brought his hand down on my ass cheek and I gasped, expecting it to be harder than it was. But he was warming me up, I realized. He used both his hands to spank each cheek and the backs of my thighs until my skin buzzed with heat. He didn’t do the same to Ray, though.
“Should you warm him up?” I asked.
Ray chuckled next to me. “I am not human, angel.”
Right. Not that I’d forgotten, but I wasn’t really sure how different his pain tolerance was from mine. “But still . . .”
Erik leaned down, his voice rough against my ear. “Worry about yourself.”
My cheeks blushed as his fingertips grazed over my pussy, teasing me for just a few moments before he sucked in a breath and drew back. I listened to him move behind me, enjoying the darkness the blindfold brought.
What will he do next?
The anticipation was killing me.
Something sharp and long slapped the back of my thighs right under my ass. The cane. The pain was instant and brutal, a sharp snapping sensation that made me scream. I knew it was going to leave a mark, and I wanted it. I wanted to see the line of bruises in the mirror while I showered.
Ray received the next smack with the cane and grunted, his claws digging into the blankets. Erik alternated between the two of us, our cries melding together until my vision blurred with tears.
I loved the pain. It reminded me that I was alive. It reminded me just how potent pleasure was, and how good it felt to have both. My hips bucked as Erik hit the backs of my thighs under my ass again, and this time, I let out a broken sob.
“Kiss it better,” Erik demanded of Ray.
Ray pressed his lips against me and I whimpered. I was in another universe right now. My head spun, my skin sensitive, every touch so much more intense. I was floating in space, drifting out of orbit, but Erik and Ray kept me tethered.
A singular claw dragged down my spine. Tracing it with gentle pressure, the kind that left a long scratch. That, coupled with Ray’s kisses, was enough to make me pant.
I was so desperate to take their cocks again.
“Please,” I whispered. “I want—need—more.”
I heard the air whoosh as the cane slapped my ass. I cried out, not letting up on my begs.
“Please, Erik. Please let him fuck me. Please.”
Erik let out a pleased sound and I felt something press against my lips.
I opened my mouth and realized it was one of his cocks as he thrust forward, filling me until he bumped the back of my throat.
I gagged around him, but he didn’t stop, grabbing a fistful of my hair and fucking me harder until more tears streamed down my face behind the blindfold.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
How could I ask for even more? Where was the limit when it came to CNC and use? I just wanted to be fucked and used like their toy and then praised and worshipped for it after. Was that too much to ask for?
“Put your cock inside her and fuck her.”