Chapter 28
Chapter twenty-eight
Raegan
It’s later in the evening when I find myself grinding over Dane’s hard dick, straddling his lap while Kellan and Jackson watch us from the couch.
We’re still fully clothed—something I plan to rectify shortly—as I grip Dane’s nape and shoulder and reignite the desire that Aiden had started this afternoon.
Dane and Kellan have been teasing me all night once we got back to our apartment. Jackson hasn’t touched me yet, but I can feel his eyes on me. The intensity of his stare has me shivering with excitement.
Even with Aiden’s order hanging over us, I’m confident I can make them cave. I’ll tease them and wind them up just as much as me until they’re helpless to resist. I’ll fuck all three of them, and Aiden can listen from where he’s working in the bedroom.
Dane throws his head back into the couch, releasing a moan as his hands twitch and grip my hips. I’m in control, though, gyrating my hips and pressing my cunt over his length in rolling strokes. “Fuck, babe. Ungh, that feels so fucking good. Don’t stop.”
Kellan chuckles. “Careful you don’t make him nut in his pants,” he teases, and I smirk at him. He rubs a hand over the bulge in his jeans, then squeezes it. “You want some of this too, beautiful?”
“Shut the fuck up,” Dane growls through a gasp of pleasure. “Have her ride your dick like this and see how long you last.”
“Oh, I’ll last,” Kellan drawls with a grin. “It’s her I’m worried about. What with her no orgasm rule still in place.”
“Fuck that rule,” I snap. “I’m not begging that asshole.”
Kell leans forward, his forearms resting on his knees. “Oh really? He said if you refused, he’d tell us all what you did to earn that. I’m really curious now. What was it?”
Dane slips his hand beneath my shirt and pops my bra. He pushes it out of the way and squeezes my breast. “Fuck, do you two always talk during foreplay?” He kneads my breast with his fingers, then drops his mouth to the nipple, nibbling on it through my shirt.
Pleasure strikes my core with every scrape of his teeth and swipe of his tongue. My shirt dampens and sticks to my stiff peak, warming it until I’m squirming and rubbing my pussy over him with desperation.
Clothes. Get rid of the clothes.
I stop moving, scrambling at his jeans to yank the button free and rip the zipper down.
Kellan chuckles and stands. “What did you do? Flip a switch somewhere?”
“Hurry up and grab her hands before I lose it.” I scoot back and reach into his briefs. My cooler hands wrap around his cock, and Dane groans like it’s the best thing he’s ever felt.
“Fucking hell!” he moans again, and it turns me on just as much as the feel of his rock-hard dick in my hand.
There’s precum collecting at the tip, and my thumb swipes through it, spreading it over the head.
I lean forward, pressing my lips to his in a brief kiss, then whisper against them, “Dane... fuck me.”
“Fuck! Go apologize to Aiden or do whatever the fuck he wants so that shit’s lifted. I’ll fucking do it if I have to. Whatever it is, it can’t be worse than this.”
“I’m not begging him.”
“Babe. I’m begging you. I don’t want to have sex with you again without making you come, but I’ll do it if you push me.”
I shift off him to work on my pants with one hand while I pump his dick with the other. “I don’t think you will,” I challenge.
A large hand grips my throat. “And what about me?” Kellan growls in my ear, his beard tickling the side of my face. He pushes his hand into my pants I’d just undone and slides his fingers through my arousal. I gasp, my legs quivering at the touch and my hand convulsing over Dane’s cock.
He hisses through his teeth and then curses, throwing his head back.
“You think I can’t control myself?” Kellan thrusts his fingers into my cunt, and I cry out. He pumps them in and out a few times, then drags the slickness to my clit and circles it.
“Yes! Kell!”
He pushes back into my pussy, and I practically sit on his hand to drive them deeper. Twist my hips to get him to touch that spot inside.
Kellan chuckles, pressing his thumb to my clit but not moving it. “I can do this all night, beautiful. Either give Aiden what he wants, or you can tell me what you did. It’s your choice.”
Fuck.
I slide my gaze to Jackson. He cocks his head when he sees me looking at him, a dangerous smile curling his lips.
No. I can’t say it, especially not after what happened earlier today.
Kell’s fingers are relentless, giving me just enough to increase the pleasure without pushing me over the edge. His thumb is a constant pressure that I try to grind into, but it doesn’t budge.
I stroke Dane’s dick at the speed and pressure I’m desperate for, as if I can somehow get that pleasure for myself. It isn’t long before he hits his limit.
“I’m going to come, babe,” he grits out, ready to catch it with his hand. But I knock it aside and dive forward to deep throat his dick. Dane’s slewing a string of curses as cum drains down the back of my throat.
My own orgasm creeps up my spine as I swallow him down, setting off another round of groans from Dane that make my pussy clench around Kell’s fingers.
“Oh no, you don’t,” Kellan warns. He pulls his hand free and chokes me until I release Dane’s dick.
My climax slips out of reach.
Frustration wells in my chest and floods my veins in a rush of heat. I reach around to beat a fist into his chest. “Let me go, asshole!”
Kell laughs and releases me. “Ready to get this shit fixed with Aiden? Or should we go again?”
“Prick!” I snarl, then whip my head around to Jackson.
He smoothly shifts forward.
Yes.
Jackson won’t deny me. He crooks a finger at me, and I bend down at his instruction. He places two fingers under my chin, guiding my lips toward his. I think he’s about to kiss me, but the second his lips graze mine, his smirk deepens. “Come to me after Aiden’s fucked the good girl out of you.”
Fuck’s sake.
I flip all three of them off and storm into the bedroom, slamming the door behind me.
Aiden looks up from the small desk and the papers in front of him. His deep chocolate eyes take in my disheveled appearance. My unbuttoned pants. My unclasped bra is making my shirt stick out comically above my chest. The way my chest moves in rapid succession.
He carefully sets his pen down.
Then turns to face me fully, his fingers loosely linked in his lap.
And he waits without a word.
All the words I want to call him rise up in me at once.
But I know that’ll only make things worse. Instead, I plead my case.
“It was a compliment! I didn’t say I want to marry or fuck the guy!”
“That doesn’t sound like begging to me,” he replies.
“Fuck you, Aiden! I’ll do it myself.” I shove my pants and underwear down, kicking them off after my shoes, and then removing my shirt and bra too because they’re annoying me.
He’s suddenly standing in front of me and grabs my wrist. “You touch yourself, and this punishment will seem like a breeze compared to what I’ll do to you,” he croons. “You want to come? Beg me for it. Tell me what you need, Raegan, and you’ll have it.”
I grind my teeth, glaring at him while I debate my options. Push this further—where I’m sure he’ll stop me before I can get any relief—and risk a bigger punishment, or give him what he wants this time to finally get what I want.
“Please,” I bite out through clenched teeth. “Let me come.”
“You can do better than that.”
Fucker.
“What more do you want? Me to crawl to you?” I snap without thinking.
His brows rise, and his impossibly dark eyes seem black now. “Mm, I like that idea. But let’s save it for another time when I have that collar and leash we talked about prepared.”
Aiden steps into me, and I back up. He does it again, and this time, the back of my knees hit the bed, and I drop onto it.
He looms over me, stretching and loosening his tie before dragging the silk free.
He thumbs the first few buttons of his dress shirt apart, then kneels before me at the foot of the bed.
Wait. Did I somehow pass?
His eyes never leave mine as he moves, and I’m captured by them, trapped in their endless depths as they suck me in. Aiden shuffles my legs over his shoulders, and he tugs my dripping pussy to his face. “Maybe I’ve been going about this the wrong way,” he begins, and I think, maybe, I’ve won.
“Oh?” I ask breathily as I feel the heat of his breath on my core.
“Let’s see if this method helps you find the right words to say.
” He drags his tongue up my center, and my body convulses around him.
I fall back on the bed as he eats me out, and I lose control of my body.
All my strength is sucked out of me by his mouth as he devours me until my mind goes numb.
I’m a shaking, quivering heap of over-sensitive nerve-endings as he brings me just short of a climax again and again.
I curse him and cry each time he denies me.
Then hold my breath when I’m brought within seconds of an orgasm as if this time might be different.
When I can't take it anymore, I break.
“Please, Aiden, I need it. I need to come so bad. I can be a good girl. I’ll do whatever you want, so please, please don’t stop again. I’m begging you. Whatever you want.”
Aiden hums. “That’s a good girl. Was that so hard?”
I’m at the point where the brat is long gone. “No. Please, Aiden. Please.”
Thank fuck he doesn’t take his time. He returns his tongue to my clit and gives me the added reward of his fingers.
I explode before I have time to enjoy the build-up, but I don’t give a fuck.
The delayed release is like a bomb of pleasure has gone off inside me, and I’m screaming as I come tumbling down.
It feels so fucking good.
But I want more. My pussy aches for more than his fingers.
As if he can read my mind, he drawls, “Do you want more?”
“Yes,” I beg, but he doesn’t move. “Yes, please, Aiden,” I try again. “I want more. I want your cock inside me. Please fuck me, Aiden.”
“Such a good girl.”
He climbs over me on the bed, pinning my wrists over my head and driving into me in a single thrust. Aiden doesn’t bother trying to wind me up.
He fucks me into the bed like he’s been just as desperate for this as I’ve been.
There’s no room for breathing, no room for thought as he brings me to ruin once again.
He flips me to my front and thrusts back into my aching cunt, gripping my hips and holding my shoulders down so his dick hits deeper.
“Ah! Nngh! Aiden! I-I can’t take anymore!” My whole body’s shaking, exhaustion weighing me down as he sparks my pleasure back to life. As it grips me again in an iron fist, and all I can do is breathe and hold on.
“You’re doing so well. I know you can take it. Give me one more, Raegan.” He slides his fingers through my cum and circles my clit. “Come for me like a good girl.”
He pulls another orgasm from me, demolishing me from the inside out.
It burns through me like a wildfire and leaves nothing behind.
Aiden finishes right after me, then collapses over my back.
He holds his weight off me with one hand and brushes his lips over my shoulder. “Stay here. I’ll clean you up.”
I’m asleep before I even feel him leave.