34. Kaleb
Kaleb
Not being able to sit in Ash’s house for another second, I lift Roxy over my shoulder and slap her ass hard. No more fucking around.
Before I walk her out, I turn to my brother.
“Get the drawing. If you so much as crinkle it, I’ll cut your dick off.”
He raises his brow but does what he’s told.
It’s my prize possession. My pride and fucking joy. I’ll be buried with that drawing.
Ignoring every fucker at the table, I take my girl down one flight of stairs to our apartment and dump her on the bed.
She flops onto the soft mattress with a squeal. My hands vibrate with the need to ruin her. The way she just ruined us upstairs. Without lifting a fucking finger.
“Get undressed,” I grunt at her, moving to the cupboard to get some rope. “On your hands and fucking knees and present that cunt to us.”
She moves slowly, pulling that absurd Christmas shirt off her body. I’m not sure why she insists on covering spectacular body with clothing that eats her alive, but the reveal of her peeling it off and showing us that soft, curvy body has my balls throbbing.
Next goes her lacy black bra and her matching panties. Until she’s spread in my bed with nothing but that dark choker wrapped around her neck.
I can only imagine what the image is doing to my brother right now.
Her full tits sit heavy on her chest, pink nipples tightening around the silver barbells. Bending her knees, she spreads her legs, her cunt on full view to me and Kai, who stand at the edge of the bed, staring down at her.
I twist the rope in my hand.
“I thought I said get on your knees,” I bite out.
She chews her lip and slowly moves her body, turning so that her ass perches up in front of us. With her asshole and her pussy on show, her back long and arching, I’m a goner. I round the bed, kneeling beside her head.
“Hands,” I demand.
Being the good girl she is, she reaches out both hands to me.
I guide them until her fingers intertwine, creating a fist. She watches as I twist the rope between her wrists and force them tight together, testing the ropes along the way to make sure she’s bound but safe.
I wouldn’t want my little slut getting hurt. Not seriously, anyway.
I test it one last time before pulling them out towards the bedhead. She gasps as she falls forward, her top half melting into the bed. I secure the rope around the metal bar, tight enough that she won’t be able to move very far at all.
Stuck and bared to us. At our complete mercy.
Leaning into her space, I place a soft kiss against her temple. Her skin erupts in goosebumps, eyes fluttering closed.
“Black Cat,” I murmur against her ear. “Where is my knife?”
It’s hers now. We both know that. But for tonight’s purposes, I’m taking it back. It’s the only blade worthy of being against her skin.
Her eyes widen when her mind catches up to the fact that I’ll be using it on her.
“I’m not sure,” she lies.
My grin is cruel. She’s going to pay for that. Fuck, I’m going to love making her pay for that.
As I pull away from the bed, my eyes search the room. Scanning over her piles of things that she’s left here over the last few days. Her hoodie lies in a pile, and I rifle through the pockets, fingers wrapping around it instantly.
“Fuck,” she whispers, and I bark a cruel sound.
“Kai,” I look over at him. He doesn’t take his eyes off her. “Show our girl what happens when she lies to us.”
The corner of his lips twitch and he settles behind her. With how tightly she’s secured, she can’t even turn her head enough to watch what we are doing. All she can do is lie there and take it.
“Count for me, Roxy,” Kai murmurs, smoothing his hand over her ass. “Loud enough for me to hear.”
Before the words can sink in, he whips his hand back and smacks her soft flesh. The sound reverberates through the room, followed by her sobbing cry. Her skin turns bright red in an instant.
We wait.
“O...one,” she whimpers, body squirming.
With a sharp click, I open the butterfly knife and twist it in my hand, giving my fingers something to do.
Kai slaps her again, his brutal hand colliding with her skin. Tears drop from her eyes.
“Two!” she screams.
This time, Kai slaps the other side, and I watch mesmerised as her soft curves jiggle with the slap. Before she can count, he slaps the same spot again.
“Ow, fuck!” she screams into the blankets, voice muffling with her sobs. “Three and fucking four!”
“One more, Black Cat,” I murmur from where I watch. “Are you sorry for lying?”
She nods, squeezing her eyes shut.
“I’m sorry!”
“Good girl,” I smirk, turning to watch Kai give her the fifth and final smack.
For the last one, his palm strikes right over her pussy, fingertips connecting with her clit. She groans through clenched teeth, hands yanking at the ropes.
His hands slide over her red skin, soothing the burning pain. She whimpers at each glide of his rough palm.
When he lowers his hand and slides two fingers into her cunt, her body relaxes into the bed. His fingers slide in and out of her slowly.
“That feels good,” she murmurs, trying to push her ass back onto his hand, searching for more.
Kai shoves his fingers deeper inside her, placing his thumb against her asshole. Just putting pressure on it. Winding her body up with just a single hand.
I come to stand next to him. We share a quick glance, and he nods. Dropping his face between her legs, he begins to devour her.
She can come as many times tonight as she wants. If she can overcome the pain.
Her moans are full of need and pleasure, the wet sounds of my brother’s mouth against her pussy filling the room. His lips kiss and suck at the wet slit.
Kneeling on the bed, I slide my palm over her red ass. My thumb glides over the spot I’ve chosen.
It’s clear to us now that she’s ours. There is no going back after tonight.
“This is going to hurt, baby,” I murmur. Her body tenses, the muscles in her back tightening. “Feel free to scream as loud as you want. These walls are soundproof.”
“Kaleb,” she whines nervously.
The way she says my name in that tone, and how it turns into a scream, will be forever etched into my brain.
Because, fuck, does she scream when the blade digs into her skin. Just below her ass, I carve a straight line. It’s not too deep. But it will leave a nice, faint scar.
Blood forms before dripping down her thighs, staining the tattoos that already mark her skin. Delicate moths, now dripping crimson.
Kai continues to eat her pussy, sucking and licking and biting.
“No, stop!” she screams, jerking and pulling.
I don’t listen to her. Of course I don’t. I carve two more lines, my cock aching as each one paints her thigh crimson. By the time the K is formed, I’m dizzy with hunger.
She’s panting, sweat beading over her body and tears dampening her face. The way her eyes are squeezed shut in pain has me running my thumb over the fresh wound to watch them fly open on another pain-filled whine.
K for Kaleb. Bleeding and messy. I reach into my pocket and snap a photo of the wound, making sure the flash captures the deep red of her life source.
Kai pulls away, and I mindlessly hand him the knife. Nothing else matters right now but my initial on her skin.
Leaning in close, I inhale the scent of her. The sharp smell of the blood mixed with her arousal. I groan, barely noticing that Kai is sliding the knife into the same spot on her other side.
She’s screaming and sobbing. It’s all distant. My tongue darts out to catch a heavy drop, the salty taste blooming on my tongue.
I have to reach down and squeeze my dick in a painful hold. Stop myself from coming and ruining the night. I’m throbbing. Aching from the vision in front of me. Sliding my thumb through the mess, I paint the back of her thigh red.
When I finally gain the strength to tear my eyes off, I see Kai has finished his. An identical carved K.
Dribbling blood like mine.
I watch him slide his fingers, fascinated as I am by the way she bleeds for us. The pads of his fingertips glide through the dark red, bringing it up to rub between his fingers. He looks at me before smirking, using the blood on his fingers to draw a bloody smiley face on her ass.
I snort. Creepy fucker.
Not wasting anymore time, he pulls his cock out and rubs the head against her slit.
Before anything else happens, I move. Crouching beside the head of the bed, I bring myself down until I’m level with her.
“Black Cat,” I hum.
Her eyes remain squeezed shut.
I reach up and carefully push the damp hair from her face. My knuckles skim her cheek, catching the tears there.
“Look at me,” I demand, flattening my palm against her cheek.
When her lashes flutter and those blue eyes land on mine, my chest feels heavy.
“That’s it,” I murmur. “Stay with me.”
“I’m sorry,” she whispers.
My brows draw.
“You don’t need to be sorry, Roxy.”
I stroke her cheek with my thumb. She looks like she’s about to speak again, but her mouth falls open, a low whine slipping out when Kai eases himself into her.
“Does my brother feel good, Black Cat?” I grit out. “Stretching our cunt?”
She nods. “He feels... so fucking good,” she whines.
Every stroke makes her face twist in pleasure, followed by pain when Kai’s thighs slap against her new marks. When I see his thighs coming back red and bloody, I nearly combust here and now.
It’s so depraved and wrong, but for us, so perfectly right. And she takes it so well.
Stroking her face, I trace her lips with my thumb. Her mouth pops open and I shove it against her tongue. Automatically, she sucks it, swirling her tongue around it mindlessly.
“Look at you,” I murmur. “You look so pretty like this. Fuck, Black Cat, you’re perfect for us.”
Something other than need and pain shines in her eyes. Something that makes my teeth grind so that I don’t say anything fucking stupid.
Kai and I don’t get happily ever afters. We don’t love. But the way she is looking at me, with those fucking big eyes, makes my brain wander. Makes it think absurd thoughts, like maybe everything had to happen the way it did, so we were ready for her.
“Kaleb,” she groans. “It hurts so badly. My legs... fuck, right there.”
I can’t look away.
Every emotion plays on her face, unable to hide any of it in her state. One second, her brows draw, and her eyes squeeze shut, every pretty feature on her face pinching with pain. In a second, it changes. Her mouth parts, and her eyes flicker open, hazy with pleasure.
Back and forth.
Pain and pleasure. Pleasure and pain.
It’s fucking beautiful. The way she puts her trust in us. Us. If I told her the things these hands have done, I wonder if she’d still feel this way.
She doesn’t have a choice now.
“I’m gonna come, Kaleb,” she sobs to me, while Kai drives in and out of her brutally. “Holy fuck, fuck, fuck.”
My hand circles her throat, squeezing gently. The diamonds bite into my palm. It’s enough for her to squeal hoarsely, her body quivering and going taut.
Kai hisses, and I can only imagine the way she’s squeezing the life out of his cock.
He grunts and pulls himself out, just as I ease my grip from her throat. His cock sprays cum over his K, the white liquid mixing with red as it drips down her thighs.
She melts into the covers, blinking dozily at me.
My eyes stay on hers. Then I reach for the knife.
I hook the blade beneath the rope binding her wrists and slice through it. The sudden release makes her flinch hard, arms jerking to her chest.
Red marks circle her skin where she has tugged at the resistance. I trace them gently when my thumb.
But I’m an inpatient man when it comes to her. My hands settle around her waist, and I roll us in one quick motion. She gasps as my back hits the mattress and I guide her to straddle my face backwards, facing Kai.
Her ass in all its glory and the blood and cum-stained thighs right where I want it.
“Sit on my fucking face, Black Cat,” I demand, gripping her hips painfully.
She lowers down, her cunt settling over my mouth.
My lips wrap around her clit, and she squeals, wriggling to move.
But my grip doesn’t budge. Kai guides her with a hand around her neck, until her lips are nuzzling my aching cock.
I drive my hips up, finding the wet, warm hole.
She sucks around my cock, and I groan onto her pussy.
Kai must be pushing her head down, because suddenly she’s gagging and choking around it, hands uselessly pushing at my thighs.
My hands wrap around her waist, gripping her ass and spreading her cheeks so I can see all of her.
There is nothing slow about it.
I devour her like a man starved, high on everything she has to give me. The taste of blood and her sweet cunt as me dizzy.
Her trembling body on top of mine has my hips bucking into her mouth. The wet sounds of her trying to suck me, even though she’s choking around the meat, drives me to frantically suck at her.
I kiss her swollen clit before biting down on it, making her squeal around my cock. When I release it, I kiss it softly, chasing away the pain. My eyes flick to her bloody thighs. The blood is trying to congeal, trying to heal and close up.
Our hands and bodies will not fucking let it.
When we are done, I’ll clean and soothe her, but for now, the blood and pain are all I need.
Kai murmurs soft words to her that I don’t hear. My tongue laps at her entrance. She grinds her hips into me, chasing her pleasure like a queen on her throne. Because my face is more than willing to be her throne. Ready for her to sit any fucking time.
I groan, using my hands to help her writhe over me. Her weight settles heavier on me, and she cries out around my cock. To send her over the edge, I suck roughly on her clit.
Roxy tenses all over before falling the fuck apart on top of me. My cock unloads painfully in her mouth, all the pent-up need spraying down her throat.
Her throat works as she swallows me down, slumping bonelessly on top of me. I can barely breathe, but who needs oxygen anyway.
“She’s gone,” Kai huffs.
When I work my way out from under her, I see that he’s right. She’s slipping deep, her eyes struggling to focus as that familiar faraway look settles over her face.
It happens often when Kai and I push girls’ senses in opposite directions. Too much for their mind to process all at once until everything seems to blur together and they surrender to it all.
She’s heavy in my arms as I brush her sweaty hair away from her face. The tension is gone from her as she nuzzles into me. Her thoughts are quiet. Floating in that warm, hazy place, she lets go, knowing we’ll be here to catch her when she comes down.
For her, we will be here to catch her when she comes down. Kai has the water heating in the shower and I carry her slowly under the spray. Cleaning her up so that I can dress her wounds to make sure they heal perfectly.
I want them on her forever.