Chapter 15 #2
His thumb circles my clit, and he pumps his fingers faster as he punishes me with two more sharp slaps to either cheek with his free hand.
I cry out, the combination of pleasure and pain such a sweet sensation I can no longer hold in.
My walls clench around him, sucking him in deeper.
He’s relentless, scissoring inside me, stretching me open while his other hand fists my hair and yanks my head back.
“Answer me! Was it my boyfriend again, the one who can’t keep his cock out of trouble? Did he get another taste of this pussy before I did?” he demands, his cock, hard and thick, pressing against my thigh through the thin material of his boxer briefs.
“No! Fuck, Xavier, please...” I gasp, grinding my hips against his hand, chasing the building pressure. Lies spill out, but my body’s honest, gushing over his hand as he finger fucks me harder. “There was no one. I’ve just been playing what I heard from Tristan’s bedroom on repeat in my head.”
It’s technically not a lie. Since I got into the bedroom, all I can think about being pinned between them, having Tristan in my mouth while Xavier punishes me.
He pulls out abruptly, leaving me empty and needy. I gasp for breath, my chest so tight I can’t get my lungs to fill properly. My body shakes with the denial of release, and I hiss at him.
He stands up and moves away from me, snarling, “Don’t move, or I will make you suffer,” in his wake.
My head hangs down in shame and guilt. What the fuck is wrong with me?
I swore I’d never let anyone have power over me again, but here I am, practically purring at his feet and panting like a bitch in heat for more.
My heart is beating so fast, I can hear it pounding in my ears.
Beyond that, I hear Xavier murmur something, but before I can make out what, he’s quiet again.
I lift my head to look around the room, but the sound of rustling behind me and the snap of leather has me flinching.
Before I can react in any way, he bends down, capturing my hands behind my back.
I tilt forward, unable to stop myself, but he catches me before I fall.
“Don’t want you bruising that pretty face of yours,” he mutters darkly as he wraps a belt around my wrists, tying them together behind my back and hauling me to my feet.
I stumble slightly, dizzy from the movement, but I blink a couple of times and recover slowly.
When my focus comes back, I see the door to my room open and another body slide inside.
Before I can process what’s happening, Xavier tugs me over to the bed and shoves me toward it.
This time, I do fall forward, face first, unable to stop myself with my hands.
I grunt as I hit the soft coverings, unable to do anything.
“I warned you that if you didn’t tell me the truth, you’d be punished, and I’ve brought someone in to help me,” he whispers into my ear before moving away again.
“Well, isn’t that a pretty sight?” I hear Tristan’s voice, and when I turn my head, I find him looking down at me with the same kind of dark glint in his eye that Xavier has. He’s mostly naked too, with only a pair of boxers on. “Was your wife being naughty, my love?”
Xavier moves toward Tristan, his gaze never leaving mine for long, and a dark promise lingers there.
Circling Tristan’s neck with possessive fingers, Xavier pulls him in close.
Their mouths crash together in a kiss that’s all teeth and dominance as their tongues battle for control.
I watch, wide-eyed, my core throbbing harder at the raw display.
Xavier’s free hand slides down Tristan’s back, gripping his ass through the thin fabric, while Tristan moans into the kiss.
I always knew the two of them together would be a sight, but even my wildest fantasies never made it quite this hot.
“Apparently my wife isn’t just a liar, she likes to listen at doors to private moments between others.
” Xavier pulls away from Tristan, leaving their lips glistening and swollen from the punishing kiss, then he gestures to the bed.
“If she can’t tell me the truth, then I guess she has no need to be able to talk.
Get on the bed, Tristan, in front of her. ” He waves at the head of the bed.
Tristan smiles wickedly and removes his briefs, allowing his thick length to spring free before he climbs onto the bed with feline grace.
He trails a finger over my heated skin as he passes before settling against the headboard.
I turn my head so I can watch him, his hand pumping up and down his cock in long, languid strokes.
A bead of precum appears at the tip, making my mouth water for a taste of it.
“On your knees.” Xavier grabs the belt pinning my wrists together and helps me onto my knees, shuffling me up toward Tristan, then he pushes my head down toward Tristan’s dick. “I want you to get him nice and wet, pet.”
I open wide, lapping at the underside before he thrusts in, hitting the back of my throat.
Saliva builds quickly, dripping down my chin as I suck, hollowing my cheeks.
My eyes burn with tears as he forces himself deeper, and I drag air in through my nose.
One of Xavier’s hands circles my throat as I feel him draw his finger through my dripping folds with the other.
“I want to feel his cock in your throat, princess.” His voice is a gravelly rasp that tells me he is not unaffected by what we are doing. “How does she feel, my love?”
Tristan groans as I bob up and down, sucking and using my tongue, taking him deeper with each downward stroke. “Like fucking heaven.”
Xavier releases my throat, and my ass stings with bright pain as he gives me five more sharp slaps, alternating between each cheek. “Now I’m going to check if she was telling me the truth or not, and then the real punishment will start if you’ve been lying.”
I frown at Xavier’s words. What the hell is he talking about? Tristan starts to thrust in and out of my mouth, and it’s hard to put my thoughts into some semblance of order.
Xavier’s tongue surprises me, licking a broad stripe from my clit to my asshole, making me jolt further onto Tristan’s cock.
He dives in, eating my pussy like a man starved, sucking my clit, tongue fucking my entrance, then rimming my tight hole with teasing circles.
My moans vibrate around Tristan’s cock, muffled and desperate.
The dual assault has my body shaking and hips bucking back into Xavier’s face while I take Tristan deeper, gagging but not pulling away.
Oh shit. Will he be able to taste Sage? Is that what he means? I’m so distracted by the dual sensations that all of my thoughts drift away, and I float, suspended in ecstasy between the two of them.
“That’s it,” Tristan grunts, his hips snapping forward. “Swallow me down while he preps that greedy ass.” Xavier slides two fingers into my pussy, then another, pumping in time with his tongue on my ass. The stretch burns sweetly, and my walls flutter around his digits as he scissors them wide.
My core pulses in time with his frantic invasion before he suddenly withdraws them, leaving me empty and wanting. I lift my mouth from Tristan, sobbing through snot and saliva. “Please, don’t stop. I need more,” I beg, and Tristan grabs my head and shoves me down on his cock.
“Liars don’t get rewarded,” he snarls as I cough and gag around his dick deep in my throat.
Xavier’s hand comes down on my ass again before he slides a finger into my tight ring, pumping it in and out.
“No, liars get their ass destroyed,” he mutters, leaning over me as he thrusts his digit in and out before replacing it with two, scissoring and stretching my asshole in preparation for his cock.
I’m a blubbering, spluttering mess, moaning around Tristan’s length like a cheap porn star. His cock is weeping readily now, and I lap eagerly at the tip, trying to catch everything I can.
“Fuck, her mouth,” Tristan growls loudly, his fingers gentling in my hair and stroking it lovingly. “So fucking good. I could live here.”
I hear Xavier chuckle darkly. “I’m going to need to have a go myself, but not yet.
” I’m ready to start begging loudly, but suddenly, there’s a hand in my hair, yanking me off my treat.
“Ride his cock for me, you dirty slut. If you want to be fucked, we’re going to show you how a real man fucks you, not like the one I could taste dripping out of your cunt.
” Xavier isn’t gentle, and there’s a flash of hurt in Tristan’s eyes when he hears Xavier’s words.
I don’t know how, but I guess he could taste what Sage left behind, and he knows I’m lying.
I desperately want to tell them the truth to ease some of the hurt and anger, but I’m not there yet.
Instead, I set my lips stubbornly and don’t say a word.
“Keep lying and disobeying me. That shit makes me hard, and I will enjoy every moment of this.”
He lifts me, my bound hands trapped between my back and his chest, and drops me down on Tristan’s cock.
He throws his head back and moans loudly, but a scream rips from my mouth at the burst of pain.
Although Xavier prepped me, Tristan isn’t small, and it still feels like he’s tearing me apart.
I feel a tear trickle down my cheek before I can shut my eyes and catch it.
“Listen to that sound…” Xavier sounds pleased.
“You should see her tears, so fucking perfect,” Tristan murmurs, reaching up to catch one on the end of his finger and bringing it to his mouth.
“Tastes like desperation and betrayal,” he says angrily before punching up with his hips, not caring one little bit that I haven’t quite adjusted to the intrusion.
I scream again, but the pain quickly morphs into pleasure as he pounds out his frustration.
My hips bounce with his movements, and Xavier reaches around and cups my breasts before pinching both nipples hard.
I shout and try to pull away, but he holds on tight and bites my neck savagely, and I feel him drag his cock through my dripping folds.
The pain morphs to even more pleasure as he releases my nipples and the blood flows back into them.
I feel him press me forward, my breasts pushing against Tristan’s sweaty chest, stopping his furious movements.
“Relax for me,” Xavier whispers, his gentle voice a stark contrast to their previous behavior, and I still, my breath heaving from my chest as I try to regain my senses.
He pushes the head of his cock against my ass, slowly breaching the ring.
The fullness is intense with Tristan’s girth in my pussy and Xavier’s length invading my ass, stretching me to my limits.
I cry out, dropping my head onto Tristan’s shoulder as they both bottom out, their cocks rubbing together inside me through that thin barrier.
“Fuck,” Tristan groans. “I’m not going to last very long. It’s so fucking tight, like a vise gripping me.”
“I’ve got you,” Xavier murmurs and leans forward, giving him a sweet kiss that I watch with deep envy.
There’s so much love and affection between them, and right now, I feel like a convenient hole for them to get their rocks off in.
I guess that was the point, punishing me for what they suspect is true.
Would they act this way if they knew it was Sage who filled my cunt not an hour earlier?
Finally, they pull apart, and with an unspoken agreement, they start moving.
They find a rhythm, Xavier thrusting up while Tristan pulls back, then reversing. Their hands are everywhere, with Xavier pinching my nipples and Tristan’s fingers circling my clit. Sweat slicks our skin, and the room is filled with the slap of flesh, my gasps, and their grunts.
“Fuck, her ass is perfect,” Xavier rasps, nipping my neck. “Milking us like she owns us.”
“She does,” Tristan retorts, but his voice cracks with bitterness. “Greedy slut, just hasn’t realized it yet.” He captures my mouth in a punishing kiss, swallowing my moans as the pressure builds unbearably. Tristan’s hand joins Xavier’s on my breast, twisting the nipple in sync with his thrusts.
It hits me like lightning, my orgasm exploding through my core, my pussy and ass clenching rhythmically around them.
I scream into Tristan’s mouth, my body shaking as juices flood down his balls.
He loses it first, slamming deep into my cunt and spilling hot cum inside, his groan muffled against my hair.
Xavier follows, his hips jerking erratically as he pumps his load into my ass, overflowing my channel and mixing with my own mess.
I slump between them, no longer able to hold myself up or control my limbs.
My arms are numb, but Xavier eases himself out, and I feel a rush of his cum dribble down as he releases the belt and rubs some feeling back into my arms. I groan at the pins and needles sensation that rushes through them, but Tristan swivels his hips, his cock still hard inside me, sending residual jolts of pleasure through my core and distracting me.
Once he’s satisfied, Xavier reaches out and drags me off Tristan, laying me down on the bed and pushing sweaty locks of hair from my face as Tristan rolls and traps me between them. Both of them whisper soft words of praise as my eyelids slowly drift closed.
“No more lies between us, Tori,” I hear Xavier whisper. “We are one team.”
I hear Tristan grunt his agreement as he traces a finger up and down my side. “One day, you will trust us with all your truths. I just hope we aren’t all broken when we get there.”