18. Kai #2
My leather vest is on the ground in seconds, and so is the rest of my clothing. Between Kaleb and me, we have enough sex toys to torture her for the rest of her life, but right now, I just want my body on hers. My muscles are bunched up as my knees hit the mattress between both of their legs.
I take my time moving towards her, trying to settle the dark thoughts whirring in my mind, but she doesn't fucking let me.
“Touch me, Kai. Please, fucking touch me,” she begs for these hands, even though she knows what they are capable of.
My cock is rock hard by the time I make it between her legs, dropping my hand to her cunt and running a knuckle up her slit. She's soaking.
She cries out at the slightest touch. Her back arches off Kaleb, and an idea hits me.
My fingers sink into her cunt three at once, and she keens, legs falling impossibly wider for me.
Dusting my thumb over her clit, her entire body begins to shiver, and I can already feel her cunt walls spasming around my fingers, ready to orgasm.
But she's not going to get it. Not fucking yet.
I rip my fingers out of her needy hole and slap them against her clit, hard. Hard enough to make her scream, her body jolting with the pain.
“Fuck!” she cries out, and her eyes go glassy with tears. “Fucking ow.”
Kaleb holds onto her, one hand around her wrists, another snaking over her stomach, as she tries to roll away.
He was right. She asked for this. She wants me. She has me. Now let's see if she can handle me.
I shove my fingers back into her warm, snug hole, curving them upwards to find her special spot. I know I found it when both of her legs begin to tremble.
“Yes, Kai,” she murmurs.
It must be agony the way her body rolls over Kaleb; I almost feel bad for him. And as much as he claims to hate the girl, even from here, I can see he's rock hard.
My fingers drive in and out of her, working her body until I feel it winding up.
Again, when her body tightens, so fucking needy and close to climax, I rip myself away.
This time, I deliver three sharp slaps to her clit, loving the way her pussy lips turn bright red with pain.
The searing pain that only I can deliver.
I might even love it more than kissing her covered in blood.
Her garbled sobs come out choked, and this time tears fall from her eyes.
“Stop!” she begs. “Please, fuck! It hurts Kai.”
I know she doesn’t mean it. If she did... I’m not sure what I’d do.
Her head twists and turns, her bottom lip trembling.
“I know, Roxy,” I murmur. “I know it hurts.”
It’s meant to.
Using my knuckles again, I circle around her swollen clit. Soothing the burn. She watches me, and I can’t help but stare into her eyes as I softly play with her.
She called me beautiful, but she has no idea how beautiful she looks like this. Scared and hurt, turned on and brave.
Unable to hold back any longer, I bury my face in her cunt, licking one long stripe between her lips, collecting her taste until my mouth wraps around her clit.
Her moan is ecstasy. Although just seconds ago she was begging me to stop, now she grinds her pussy into my mouth, chasing her orgasm. Chasing her pleasure.
“So close,” she whispers, “Yes, fuck. So close.”
She hasn't gotten the hint yet. Just before she succumbs to the pleasure, my teeth find her sensitive little bud and clamp down, biting until she's jerking and shaking on top of Kaleb and screaming in agony.
I pull back, eyes roving over her. Her sweaty body flushed red.
Restrained as I deliver her an agonizing mix of pain and pleasure.
Kaleb's eyes are squeezed shut, and his teeth grind together. At least I know I'm not the only one.
“Please,” she begs. “No more. I need to come.”
Maybe if she wasn't so beautiful begging, I'd give it to her. But I want more.
“Please, Kai!” she cries when she sees I'm not going to give in. “Please, please, please, fuck! Please, I can't, I can't do it. Please, fuck!”
Oh, those fucking sounds. And that beautiful glistening pussy I drag myself from, needing the space as much as I need my next item.
She whimpers and claws at me as I roll out of the bed.
Across the room, I rummage through my drawers for some lube.
While my back is turned, a raspy moan falls out of her, and my head whips over my shoulder.
Letting go of her wrists, Kaleb still holds her to his body.
This time his thumbs are dusting over the fresh piercings, and she seems to fucking love it.
With the lube, I settle back in between their legs, mesmerized by her reaction to how my brother toys with her nipples.
When he pinches down, her back arches into the pain, mouth parting on a silent scream.
My cock jolts at the sight, pre-cum dripping out of the tip.
I need to fuck her. Need to get my cock in one of her holes, in a way that won't make her come. Not yet, anyway.
I smother lube all over my cock, from base to tip, bringing two lubed-up fingers between her back hole.
Kaleb sees what I'm doing and adjusts his grip to her thighs, bringing her knees up to her chest. As I plunge the two fingers into her ass, she cries out and tries to push at my chest, but I don't stop. Her body fights it at first. Then it’ll surrender. Pain is the only promise I ever made her, and it’s the only one she’ll get.
That prep was a kindness, one that she won't always get. I pull my fingers from her tight, snug ass and line my cock head up.
“No, no, no, no, no! I'm not ready, Kai. Please, I'm not ready. Please, Kai.”
I ignore her and give my cock a hard shove, pushing through the resistance. I hiss through my teeth.
Fuck, she was right. She's not ready. It's so fucking tight, so fucking warm.
I shove myself only halfway in, careful not to touch her pussy with my stomach.
Any slight friction on her clit would push her over the edge, and I'm not ready for that.
I want her a dribbling, snotty mess by the time she comes over my cock.
I shove myself just an inch further before drawing back, and her screams of pain spur me on. Her head falls against Kaleb's shoulder, eyes screwed shut, as a pain-filled grimace fills her face. Kaleb's nostrils flare as he sucks in oxygen.
My eyes soak in her perfect little body and everything she's offering to me. The way her stomach muscles are tensing. The way her cunt hole is clenching on nothingness. Her swollen clit and red pussy lips glisten with her arousal.
Eventually, her cries turn into moans. Her body accepting my intrusion like a dream. It means I'm not giving her enough.
I draw my hand back before bringing it down in one sharp strike.
My palm connects directly over the fresh piercing. The impact jolts through her body, the tender flesh jerks beneath my palm as a strangled cry rips from her throat.
The new jewellery sparkles in her red nipple.
I watch her for every reaction. The tears in her eyes. The tremor in her breath.
Pain is honest. It leaves nothing but instinct. And instinct never lies.
Her eyes fly open, back arching as she swears through her gritted teeth. I slapped the other one before bringing both hands up and pinching them roughly.
“Kai,” she begs, “please stop, please stop! I can't, I can't. Kaleb, stop him, please.”
Kaleb squeezes her thighs in a bruising grip, the muscles in his jaw rippling with need, barely holding on.
“What were you expecting, Roxanne? A vanilla fuck where he whispers sweet nothings into your ear. Are you that fucking stupid?”
“No,” she sobs, tears sliding down her cheeks. “But I can't. I just can't.”
In desperation, she shoves at my chest, a feeble attempt to take control, as if that will stop me.
Kaleb releases her thighs, sliding a hand into her hair, his fingers tangling through the strands before curling into a tight fist.
With a sharp tug, he yanks her head back, exposing the vulnerable line of her throat.
“Fucking take it,” he growls against her ear.
A broken moan falls past her lips.