26. Kaleb
Kaleb
Everything. Fucking. Hurts.
My body. My cock. My heart.
The toy is tugged from my ass and my entire body shudders, slumping against the restraints.
This girl. This fucking girl.
If I’m moving past the fact that she tied me up and fucking ruined me, which I’m not, then I’d be impressed.
Because even though my body feels like soft cement, a crushing weight has been removed from my shoulders. It doesn’t take away what happened. But apologising to my brother is something I’ve been too cowardly to do.
Her lips shine with my arousal, dark makeup dripping down her cheek. Black hair cascades down her back, and her eyes shine even in this dungeon.
“Black Cat,” I whisper, voice coming out broken.
She places her finger against my lips, looking up at me in a way she hasn’t done before. Something soft shines in her eyes. It’s a look I don’t deserve.
“Shhh, Kaleb,” she soothes, running a soft hand down my sweaty body, slowly bringing me back. “I’ve got you.”
I didn’t realise that I’m crying. But a warm tear trickles down my cheek.
Kai steps towards me, his eyes never moving from mine. Together they unchain my ankles, and my knees buckle, the restraints on my wrists are the only thing holding me up. Until Kai steps closer, propping my body up while he works on the wrist straps one at a time.
I all but fall on top of him when I’m released, sagging against his weight. For most brothers, the fact that I’m naked and spent, draped over my brother would be weird. We aren’t most brothers.
A broken sound escapes me, a shuddering breath heaving out of me.
Kai’s hands come up, gripping either side of my face. His fingers dig into my jaw until I’m forced to look at him.
“Don’t be fucking ridiculous,” he grunts.
I go to close my eyes, but he gives my head a rough shake.
“You don’t need to apologise,” he grinds out, each word sounding like it hurts him to say. “We were kids, Kaleb. Fucking children.”
My chest caves in. Years of guilt I’ve kept stuffed deep inside beg to claw free, and I don’t have the strength to force them back down.
The Black Cat is beside us as I drift back into my body and find her gaze.
She bites her lip nervously. She should be fucking nervous. I promised when I got free she would be fucked. And I wasn’t lying.
“Come here,” I grunt, turning to her.
Her steps are slow, as if she’s not quite sure, stopping just in front of me. My eyes flick between hers for a long second, letting myself soak her in before I ruin her. Unable to stop myself, I lean in and kiss her. Her soft lips melt against mine, and the sweetest whimper falls from hers.
I use the moment to slide my tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss. When I pull away, she’s breathless.
“Did you have your fun?” I murmur, against her lips.
Her lashes flutter, and she has the nerve to nod. It makes my lips curve into a cruel grin.
“Good,” I whisper, smiling against her. “My turn.”
Whipping my hand out, I wrap it around her delicate neck. Her oxygen cuts off with a rasping gasp, and with my other hand, I grapple with her clothes. Thin material tears and rips from her body.
I’m not gentle, ripping clothes from her body with one hand while I choke her with the other. Call me a multitasker. Nails scrape at my arms as she flails helplessly, but I barely feel it.
When she’s naked and on her knees, only then do I release my death grip from her throat.
She coughs and splutters, sucking in deep breaths while I loom over her. The frigid air causes clouds to form with each one. If she’s anything like me right now, the cold doesn’t penetrate the heat roiling in our bodies.
She remains on her knees like a good girl. Reaching up, I grip a chain that hangs from the ceiling, pulling some slack. Her eyes widen when she sees it, but she’s too late. Because now I’m wrapping the thick steel around her neck.
Testing it, I make sure it’s tight, but not tight enough to cut off her oxygen. The image of this wild, stunning, psychosis woman on her knees with think links wrapped around her slender neck, will forever be branded in my mind. Haunting, more than the souls of the lives I took ever could.
My cock fucking aches, so she won’t be getting it. I’ll have to torment her through my brother.
“You look beautiful like this,” I murmur, peering down my body at her. “Completely at my mercy. Fear shining in those bright blue eyes.”
My knuckles dust down her cheek, and I have to stop myself from yanking my hand away when she leans into my touch. A needy cat, purring for attention.
Big, heavy tits bounce with each ragged breath, and I reach down to slide the pad of my thumb over one peaked nipple.
Those barbells look fucking delicious, and just thinking about the night that I held her against her will, gagged and restrained, while piercing her soft flesh, has my spent cock twitching with interest.
“Do you like them?” I growl.
She tries to glance down, but the thick chains around her neck stop her movement. Instead, she gives me a soft nod. “I love them.”
Of course she does. The sick little puppy.
Continuing to tease her sensitive flesh until it’s puckered tight, I glance over at Kai. He reads exactly what I want with no words spoken, moving over to our stash. Roxy doesn’t notice him, glassy eyes blinking up at me.
“You’ve been looking after them?”
She nods, biting her lip. I believe her. They are healing nicely.
Standing next to me, Kai passes me the thin chain, two clamps on either end. A line forms between her brows as she tries to figure out what it is.
“Black Cat,” I murmur, crouching down in front of her. I press a soft kiss on her forehead before pulling back. “You know this is going to hurt, right? You asked for it, after all...”
“Kaleb,” she gasps. “I don’t...”
I scoff, raising my brow at her. “You knew this was coming after the stunt you just pulled. I bet you were even looking forward to it. I bet your cunt is throbbing just thinking about it.”
Her eyes are wide with fear and anticipation, but there is something else there. Something that shines truth on what I’m saying.
Most people think want and fear are supposed to cancel each other out, as if desire erases terror and terror erases desire. But it’s not true. They coexist. Claw at each other until neither feeling can breathe without the other.
She wants to run. She wants to stay.
She wants to cry. She wants to beg.
She’s scared of the pain. She loves the way I inflict it.
She doesn’t understand it yet. That’s okay. After tonight, she’s not going anywhere. I’ll happily show her the pleasure that can be found in the darkest of situations. I’ll happily find different ways to make her scream in agony as her cunt ripples with another orgasm.
I swipe my thumb against her trembling bottom lip, smiling softly at her.
“Be a good girl and scream real loud for me,” I wink.
Moving faster now, I grip both clamps in my hands and open them up. The second they close around her nipples, she does just that.
Her shoulders bow inwards as she tries to escape the pain the metal claws inflict on her sensitive peaks. Kai is there in a second, kneeling behind her and gripping her wrists behind her back before she can rip the chain off.
She sobs and jerks, but Kai has her wrists secured with his belt in seconds, before coming to stand next to me.
“It hurts!” she cries out, tears forming in her eyes. “Fuck, it hurts Kaleb!”
She’s looking for comfort from me that she will not get. Instead, I lean over, puckering my lips and spitting between her cleavage.
“I know it hurts, Black Cat,” I murmur, moving out of the way. “But try to stay really still. Every time Kai knocks them, it’s going to burn.”
She shakes her head as much as she can with the chains, glancing at Kai as he unbuttons his pants and pulls his already hard cock out. The way he looks down at her, with his usual blank face, holds something else in it. Something I’ve never seen in it before.
Tenderness.
His knees bend as he works his cock under the nipple clamp chain and between her tits, reaching down to palm the soft mounds around his cock. She cries out through gritted teeth.
His hips begin thrusting, roughly sliding his cock to fuck her tits. The round tip of his cock nudges against her chin, before sliding back through the soft skin. Every movement pulls against the chain. Yanking at the clamps that dig into her already swelling nipples.
With her fresh piercings, it must sting.
My empty, aching balls feel heavy again, watching her try to pull away, only to add more pressure on the chain.
The muscles in her arms quiver as she fights against her restraints, tears finally beginning to stream down her face.
“Kai,” she whimpers. “Kai, it hurts. Please, I’ll do anything.”
Kai doesn’t stop. In fact, her pained pleas seem to spur him on. Squeezing her soft tits as he slides his hard cock between them.
“Fuck!” she sobs, squeezing her eyes closed.
But all I can focus on is the way her thighs rub together. Clenching to find some friction.
Slowly, I make my way behind her, dropping to my haunches.
“I just need to check something, baby,” I whisper in her ear.
My hand slinks between her legs, fingers delving into her pussy.
Her very wet pussy. Three fingers slide in easily, lubricated by her own depraved arousal.
The growl that vibrates through my throat is animalistic.
My fingers pump in and out of her in a brutal rhythm, and a keening sound tears from her.
Her hips writhe as she chases the pleasure, while Kai continues to abuse her sore nipples.
Pulling my fingers out, they are drenched in shiny arousal. I swipe them through her round cheeks, one of my slick fingers prodding at her asshole.
Payback?
With her slickness, it slides right in and she arches into my finger, impaling herself the rest of the way on it. I can’t help but lean forward and bite the sensitive skin between her neck and her shoulder, jaw locking tight.
She screams again. The most beautiful sound echoes into the darkness, swallowed by the shadows.
Before I loosen my bite, I add a second finger into her ass. This one gives a bit more resistance, but I work it in before pulling back from her.
The way her hips writhe is a fucking dream.
With my fingers, I fuck her tight ass, cursing her for draining my dick so thoroughly that I can’t shove mine in the tight space.
My eyes land on Kai’s, and we both pull away at the same time. She slumps forward, barely holding herself up from being choked by the chains.
With my hands under her arms, I lift her easily, depositing her on Kai’s chest. She wraps her arms and legs around him instinctively, hugging onto him as tightly as possible, wincing when her tender nipples graze his shirt.
From this angle, his cock easily slides into her wet folds all the way to the hilt. The chain around her neck rattles as she grinds over him. I push against her back until we are sandwiching her in, fingers returning to her tight back hole.
“Yes,” she hisses. “I need to... to come!”
My tongue laps at the teeth marks on her shoulder, already turning purple.
“Beg,” I growl in her ear.
She whimpers, body trembling between us. Kai gives her soft, shallow thrusts of his cock. It’s not enough.
“I need it,” she whimpers. “I need it so badly. Please fuck me, Kai.”
I don’t expect Kai to reply, so when his voice rasps, I freeze for a second. “You want me to fuck this wet cunt?” She nods frantically. “Your wetness is already leaking down my balls and making a fucking mess.”
My hand slinks between them, fingers tugging on the chain until she arches her back, while I shove my fingers as deep as they can go in her asshole.
“Shit,” she grits out through her teeth, bucking between us. “Please, I’m begging you. I’ll do anything, just...” her words break off into a sob. “Please.”
The last word sounds so broken, and I can’t hold off anymore. Neither, it seems, can Kai. His hips start rocking into her, and I continue to finger her ass, working another finger in past the resistance.
My fingers slip off the chain and find her clit, putting soft pressure onto the swollen bud. She throws her head back onto my shoulder, her body going taut. Every inch of her vibrates with the need to come.
“Her ass is clenching around my fingers,” I grit out to Kai. “Make her come, brother, before her poor little brain melts.”
“Yes, yes, yes!” she squeals, mumbling more nonsense as Kai fucks into her harder and harder. His punishing thrusts push my finger firmer against her clit. “Feels... so... good, oh fuck I’m coming!”
Her scream reverberates through the warehouse, sharp and laced with pain. The chain clinks as she pretty much chokes herself around it, frantically drawing out her orgasm between us.
“Just like that,” I growl in her ear. “Good fucking girl.”
I’ve never seen anything more stunning.
Her soft body succumbs to the pleasure with complete abandon, it steals the air from my lungs.
She might be trembling and melting between us, but she has thoroughly wrecked me tonight.
Stripped me back from all my power and control, exposing parts of me I buried so deep I almost believed they no longer existed.
My gaze lingers on her face. Her heavy lids flutter closed with exhaustion. Every time I think I’ve figured her out, she throws me a left hook. Or drugs me and straps me to a cross.
She’s the ultimate liability.
Because for the first time in a long fucking time, I’m no longer certain that I’m the one in control.