25. Roxy #2
The black butt plug feels heavy in my hand.
“Don't you fucking dare,” he grits out when he sees it.
I flash him my smile. Using my teeth, I rip open the lube and pour it over the butt plug. Slowly massaging it onto the end.
“What? I thought you'd enjoy this,” I peer at him over my shoulder, turning over to wave the toy in the air.
“Black Cat,” he warns. “Don't.”
“Sorry,” I whisper, putting on an innocent act when I’m anything but, “I can't quite hear you. Are you begging?”
His eye twitches, but his teeth snap shut.
I shrug. Coming to kneel between his legs again, with a lubed-up finger, I feel around for his asshole. If I can be completely honest, I've never shoved a toy in a man's ass before. I've never even shoved a toy up my ass before.
It's all new to me. How hard can it be? It seems pretty self-explanatory...
My finger lands against his back hole, and his entire body tightens. I can't help but give my finger a little shove, working past the resistance. He hisses, and it spurs me on, and I continue to work the rest of my finger through.
I graze something inside him, and his entire body shudders. He's already softening cock jolts. Interesting.
Finally, he tests the strength of the restraints, yanking his arms and pulling a clanking sound from the chains. Maybe they’d come loose if I was the one to secure it, but luckily Leon put his life on the line for me.
I swear he almost welcomes the death that would find him if Kaleb ever found out he was the one who helped me.
Kaleb’s ass is so snug as I continue to draw my finger out and slowly shove it back in. My eyes are glued to the way his cock jerks, balls drawing up tight.
I pull my finger out and replace it with the end of the butt plug. It's much bigger than my finger.
I give him one last look. “Anything?” I ask.
He fixes me with a venomous glare, saying nothing. So I give the toy one hard shove and slide it into his arse. With the lube and the soft silicone shape, it slides right in, his ass opening up to the intrusion.
The way his body trembles, glowing with a sheen of sweat, has my pussy throbbing. I reach around and press a button, and immediately a soft, vibrating buzz echoes in the space. His nipples go tight, and he now... now he fights against the restraints.
It’s so beautiful to watch him unravel like this.
Neck straining, jaw grinding, eyes lidding. A drop of sweat slides between his clavicle, carving a line down his carved torso.
I watch him jerk against the cross, and his cock bobs heavily. Pressing my body against his, I reach between us, wrapping my hand around his cock. Each breath he takes sounds pained. Only exacerbated when I slide my palm over him, gripping him tightly.
“Does it hurt?” I whisper, searching his eyes. “Does it ache in the worst way?”
His nostrils flare, face twisting into a snarl.
“That’s what it felt like for me,” I continue, whispering the words onto his lips. “Ecstasy so strong that my body couldn’t cope. Each orgasm blending into one, never-ending cycle of agony.” I give him a soft smile, my hand finding a faster pace. “But you already know that, don’t you?”
The vibrations grow louder, and his mouth pops open. Those dark eyes slide to my lips, and for a second, I think he’s going to kiss me. I don’t give him the chance, circling my palm over his tip.
“Roxy,” he gasps. I fight the reaction at hearing him call me Roxy for the first time. It sends pulsing heat spiralling into my pussy. His added moans only deepen the ache. “Roxy, please.”
His whispered pleas make my body feel like molten lava.
Instantly becoming an addict to it. He groans, body arching off the cross and into me, his aching cock pulsing and spilling hot seed over my grip.
I use it to continue jerking him, his hips writhing between me and the toy that’s shoved deep in his ass.
“Goddamn, fuck!” he grits out louder this time.
His body jerks from side to side, muscles on muscles rippling with exhaustion and pain. Tendons strain in his neck, his shoulders drawn tight before shuddering with the effort of holding himself together.
I watch in awe. I can’t tear my eyes away. This is the man who hides behind a stone mask. Who taunts and destroys, haunts and kills.
But now... his mask is slipping. Enough for me to see the person buried beneath it. He’s still terrifying. Still the most dangerous predator. But here, he’s no longer invincible.
“Please,” he whimpers. Actually whimpers. “Please stop. I can’t... I can’t, fuck!”
Another shuddering orgasm rolls through him. His powerful body thrashes, trying to dislodge the grip I have on his cock. Trying to fight the vibrations against his prostate.
“When I get out of here, you’re fucked, Black Cat,” he growls, but it doesn’t hold as much heat when his lip begins to tremble and his voice breaks.
In fact, the threat turns me on.
“Explain and I’ll stop,” I snarl in his face. “Kai is mine. You don’t lay a fucking hand on him, you hear me!”
His face shutters at the word mine. All his fraying control snapping in a moment. He roars through his teeth, body bucking like a stallion.
“He’s mine!” he screams. “I can’t take it. I can’t take it, fuck! It hurts, Roxy.”
I feel Kai behind me. Slowing my hand, I glare at him over my shoulder.
“I’m yours?” he rasps, just a quiet whisper.
My teeth grit. Distantly, I feel like I’ve become lost in my revenge. Like I’m only half here. The other part of me is watching me from up above. Watching me lose my fucking mind.
“You’re mine,” I growl.
I swear I see a ghost of a smile on his face, but it’s impossible to know.
He steps behind me, running his knuckles down my neck. Goosebumps crawl over my skin and I melt into his touch, my hand still toying with his brother’s cock.
“I asked for it, Roxy,” Kai murmurs in my ear. “I need it after being with you. Need him to bring me back.”
Kaleb’s eyes fall shut, his hips pushing further into my fist. Like he’s lost to whatever is happening to his body.
“Why?” I choke, my voice cracking. “Why does he have to bring you back?”
I feel a sad smile against my neck, at the same time Kaleb whimpers again, a low masculine sound that hits me right in the core.
“I told you, I’m broken,” he whispers in my ear.
My head shakes, refusing to believe that.
“No, you're not,” I grit out, glaring at his brother.
One hand snakes around my throat, just resting there.
“No, no, no,” Kaleb groans. “It hurts. I’m fucking... coming, fuck!”
I don’t stop. I can’t.
“Why are you... covered in scars, and he isn’t?” I dare to ask the question that has been haunting me.
Kai’s hand tightens a fraction around my neck.
“Because I failed!” Kaleb cries out, head falling between his shoulders. His chest heaves with a sob. “I fucking failed him.”
My hand stills, though the vibrations continue their assault. Behind me, Kai freezes.
“Every scar, every burn on his body is my fault.” Kaleb’s voice sounds like it’s cleaving through his body; the man completely unravelling in front of me. “They were to punish me! They should have been on me!”
Tears slide down my cheeks before I even realise that I’m crying. Grief for these boys hits me so strong, my knees buckle.
“I’m sorry, brother,” Kaleb sobs, his abs rippling with every movement. “I’m so fucking sorry.”
Kai is a silent force behind me; his intensity radiating off him like heat against my back.
Kaleb’s breathing turns ragged, each inhale dragging through his heaving chest. His jaw clenches so hard that the muscles jump, but even his iron grip can’t stop the trembling running through his sweat slicked body.
A drop beads down his face. His eyes clench shut for a second before snapping open again, desperate to reclaim control.
He looks like a fallen angel. And now I want to put him back together again.
“Eyes on me,” I murmur, falling to my knees.
For some reason, he listens, his hazy gaze landing on mine. Reaching around, I turn the vibrations off, but leave the toy in.
“Thank you for sharing that,” I rasp, emotion clogging my throat. “You did so well for me, Kaleb. I’m so proud.”
His lip trembles, and the sight cleaves through my heart.
“You are going to give me one more, babe,” I murmur, licking a stripe down his swollen cock. “Can you do that for me?”
His face twists in a wince, but after a long second, he nods. I suck him into my mouth. This time, instead of fast and rough, I take my time. My tear-filled eyes stay on his.
My tongue laps at his swollen cock, and I gently hollow my cheeks. It doesn’t take long until his hips are chasing more, thrusting down my throat.
A pained groan slips past his lips as he sprays cum onto my tongue.