Chapter 22 - Artur #2
Kaz groans as her pussy tightens. “Don’t you dare come, Maria,” he growls as he gets closer to his own release.
She moans in desperation, and it vibrates against my cock.
Kaz growls and thrusts forward hard, jolting her body. He explodes inside her and stays there, buried deep until every drop of pleasure is released.
I stay where I am, loving the feeling of her mouth on my cock. I gesture for Ben to take his turn.
He walks around the sofa, and Kaz steps back, grinning.
“Don’t let her come. Make her beg and wait,” he tells Ben.
“Evil,” Joseph says from the sofa, chuckling. “I like it.”
Ben sits down on the sofa.
“Come, baby bird, sit on my cock and ride me like a good girl,” he says. She wiggles onto him.
His cock is out and standing straight up as she lowers herself onto it.
He closes his eyes, and I watch the pleasure steal him away for a moment.
He wraps his hands around her waist, and I grab a handful of her hair as he starts to fuck her. “Lean your head back, “ I demand.
She arches her back and tilts her head back. I slide my cock into her mouth again, and the new angle brings a world of new sensations.
“Oh fuck,” I murmur, pushing deeper into her throat.
“Do that again,” Ben groans. “Her pussy just shuddered with pleasure,” he tells me.
I do it again and almost come in her mouth as her throat tightens.
“Fuck,” I groan again. “I have to stop, I want to fuck her before I come.”
“Step back, let me fuck her harder,” Ben snarls.
I step back, sitting on one of the sofas. Joe has not taken his eyes off her. His cock is dripping; he’s so turned on.
Ben grabs a handful of her hair, twisting it around his wrist. His other hand is around her waist, and he lifts her, then drags her back down onto his cock as he thrusts up into her.
She screams in pleasure. He does it again, harder. Again and again, he fucks her, making her ass jiggle and her moans become louder and louder.
“Don’t you dare let her come,” I remind him when I see her nails digging into his shoulders.
“Sorry, baby bird, rules are rules,” he smirks as he thrusts up and explodes inside her.
Maria whimpers in desperation when he slides out of her.
Joe stands up and walks to her. “On your feet. Bend forward,” he demands.
She does as she’s told, glancing at him over her shoulder as she rests her hands on the seat of the sofa and bends forward so that we can all see her beautiful pink pussy, glistening wet with her need.
Joe stands behind her and grabs her ass in both hands. He pulls her ass cheeks apart and pushes his cock into her pussy.
She moans and struggles to take in a breath.
He starts rocking back and forth. Each thrust has his hips slapping against her ass cheeks. The sound is making my cock drip. I can’t wait for my turn. I can’t wait to feel her come all over my cock after everyone has teased her so intensely.
She can barely stand as it is.
Joseph fucks her harder and faster and she bends forward even more, her face pressed into the sofa pillows and her back arched. He slaps her ass cheek hard. The sound makes her jump and scream, and it leaves a red imprint across her porcelain skin.
Fucking perfect, I think to myself as I get ready to take Joe’s place.
He’s moving faster, thrusting deeper, and I can see he’s close to finishing.
Maria is screaming into the pillows, begging him to let her come.
He explodes into her, and she collapses onto the sofa, whimpering again.
“Please, Art, don’t make me wait anymore,” she begs as she looks up at me.
“Ben, Joe, pull her legs apart,” I demand, moving her so that she’s seated on the sofa.
She hesitates, looking panicked for a moment.
They each take one of her ankles and pull gently, spreading her open for me. I position myself in front of her, my cock dripping as I wrap my hand around her throat.
“Don’t come until I tell you to,” I say, looking into her eyes as the panic and curiously spill through them. She nods slightly.
I thrust into her and growl in relief as her pussy tightens around my cock. “Oh fuck, you feel amazing,” I murmur, picking up my pace. I waited too long. And I’m desperate to fuck her hard enough to hear her begging and shouting my name.
It doesn’t even take long before her pussy is convulsing over my cock and she’s trying to rock against me, but the guys have her legs pulled so far open she can barely move.
“Please, Artur!” she shouts.
I thrust deep, deep inside her and start rolling my hips so I rub the base of my cock against her. Her clit is so swollen that as I grind against it, I can already feel the orgasm starting.
“Oh my fuck, do it, baby bird, let go, come all over me.”
She does.
And when she does, she squirts and shudders, screaming in pleasure. I explode inside her at the same time, because not a fucking chance can I hold back at the sight of her release.
***
Maria is wrapped in a blanket, sitting between Ben and me on the seat closest to the fire. Joe and Kaz have pulled their chairs closer, and we’re all enjoying the warmth of the flames as we eat our peppermint tart and chocolate sauce.
We’ve been chatting about the trip and laughing at each other.
But in a silent moment, Maria sighs.
“What’s wrong, baby bird?” Joe asks.
“I…um…I miss my brother,” she says softly, glancing quickly at me.
The room falls quiet, and a tension builds.
“Art, you should tell her what happened,” Joe says, eyeing me.
I shake my head. I don’t think now is the right time.
“What is he talking about?” Maria asks, narrowing her eyes at me.
I shake my head again. “Not now,” I sigh.
“Yes, now, “ Maria insists. “What are you guys hiding from me?” she demands.
The look on her face tells me she isn’t going to let this go, not after Joe brought it up like that.
I groan, setting my dessert down.
“I didn’t ghost you because I wanted to,” I say quietly. “I had no choice…”
I tell Maria everything. I tell her about Misha worrying because he saw us growing closer. I tell her about how he believed it would taint his precious family bloodline. I tell her what he did. How he tried to have me killed and destroyed everything I’d worked for.
She listens with tears in her eyes.
She says nothing until I stop talking.
Maria presses her lips together and shakes her head. “It can’t be,” she says, unable to process this possible side of her brother that she’s never experienced before.
“It is, Maria. I was there at the meeting, I heard everything,” Joe says.
She shakes her head, and the tears roll down her cheeks. “Not my brother. You must have misunderstood him. That can’t be what happened,” she cries, standing up, bewildered, with the blanket around her.
“Maria, wait,” I say, standing up and wanting to go after her when she walks out of the living room.
“I need to be alone,” she calls out, heading upstairs to her bedroom.
“Let her go,” Ben mutters. “She needs to come to terms with it in her own time. Give her the space to do that.”
I sit down again. There is a heavy feeling in my chest.
“I hope she can,” I sigh.
“She has to,” Joe shrugs. He stands. “I’m going to get some sleep. Goodnight, guys.”
“Night,” Ben and Kaz say at the same time.
One by one, they leave, and I sit on the sofa, my mind racing and my heart tense.
I hope she comes to terms with it.
I need her to.
I really need her to see the truth.