Chapter 35 Sold #3
I looked at her with wide eyes, and my dick throbbed in response, already hardening and wanting to please her. I couldn’t get enough of this woman. A nervous chuckle left me as I asked, “Where do you want me?”
I couldn’t believe my luck. Just a few minutes ago, I was struggling with the idea of being sold, and now I was having an amazing time with the woman of my dreams. All because she convinced her boyfriend to buy me, like what the fuck?
I was overjoyed at this situation; it could have been much worse.
Mia lay on the bed next to me and turned to face me.
I was staring into those ocean eyes again.
“Did your eyes change colors?” I couldn’t help myself; the question just slipped out.
She laughed. It was a genuine laugh. “Contacts, I use to wear contacts.” I smiled sheepishly as she pulled me into a soft, wet kiss.
She tasted salty, Cole’s release still on her lips.
For some reason that just made me want to taste more, my hand weaved in her hair as I deepened the kiss.
We fell back on the bed, with her beneath me.
Her soft, salty lips opened to my coaxing, widened for my tongue to explore.
Her hands roamed across my shoulders in soft squeezes that moved downward.
She moaned into my mouth, and I greedily swallowed, wanting more of her sounds, her taste, her everything.
“Scott,” she breathed, and I paused in our kissing.
“Yes?” I replied, kissing her cheekbone to her chin.
“I want you to fuck me know,” she whispered.
I didn’t even blink; I hardly even breathed.
“Okay,” I whispered back. I had no idea what I was doing in this situation, but I just had to trust her to direct me if I was wrong.
She smiled at me before we continued the kiss, her legs parting to encompass my hips.
My dick rested on her thigh as my hand snaked up her body to her breast. They were soft and delicate; her dusty pink nipples rose with her arousal.
My tongue darted out and swirled around one as I fondled the other.
She moaned encouragingly, and I rolled my tongue around her, pulling more of her breast into my mouth.
Mia’s legs pulled my hips inward, and she pulled my head up to hers.
“As much as I enjoy your teasing, I need you to sink your cock into my pussy and fuck me like you mean it.” She was serious, but her commanding tone was so sexy, I nodded, cracking a smile in the process.
Our lips collided in a frantic, needy kiss.
My dick settled at her entrance. It pulsed against her as if it were saying, ‘come on man.’ Mia told me to fuck her, I knew that.
My brain still hesitated, still unsure of itself, but it didn’t last. She dug her heels into my back, and my dick sank into her.
The softness, wetness and slipperiness of her pussy was otherworldly.
“Fuck,” I groaned, afraid that if I moved, I would wake up from a dream.
Mia gasped as I sank into her. So hot, so wet, I couldn’t process the sensation.
Was this real? My reality felt like a daydream; the way she circumferences my cock was unreal.
My hips jutted forward, a movement I wasn’t even sure I had commanded my brain to do.
Oh my God. I couldn’t stop myself as I thrust into her.
If I died now, I would be a happy man, because this pussy was worth dying over.
The crazy thought raced in my brain. It was definitely the lack of oxygen, or the lust I wasn’t sure.
The only thing I was sure of was that this woman asked me to fuck her like I meant it, and that was exactly what I planned to do.
I pulled my cock almost completely out before ramming it back in to her.
The gasps and moans that left her were so addicting.
Her enjoyment was contagious, and her need to kiss me as if I were the air she breathed was so intoxicating.
I greedily took her mouth into my own as I thrust into her, finding a rhythm that made her grip me tighter. “Oh my god, don’t stop,” she wailed.
“I won’t,” I grunted as I continued to ram inside her. Completely absorbed in the action, there was no place I would rather be than with her. Was this what love felt like? I shook the thought out of my mind, focusing on the moment.
The bed sank behind me, and I faltered. “Relax, little hound, keep going. You’re making her squirt,” Cole’s deep voice rumbled by my ear.
He shoved me into Mia, our bodies so close together it trapped heat.
Her breasts bounced against my chest. She glanced at Cole behind me before she angled her hips upward and brought her knees by her chest. The new angle allowed for a deeper penetration.
It made everything so tight; my balls tightened with the feeling.
I didn’t want to come so soon; it felt like we had just gotten started again.
Cold liquid dripped down my backside, and I froze.
“Don’t worry, he’s not going to fuck you,” Mia grabbed my cheek to turn my face back towards her.
I raised an eyebrow at her, not believing that was the case.
I mean, that was lube, wasn’t it? I couldn’t breathe fully.
Cole’s hand still pushed me into Mia, and she pulled me closer.
She looked nervous before her face morphed into a gasp, and then I felt it.
It was like her pussy was trying to shove my cock out, everything compressed inward.
I couldn’t help the moan that left me as Cole groaned behind me.
Mia shook her head as if to say ‘no,’ but wailed out, “It’s too much, too full. ”
“Fuck, baby you are so tight,” Cole panted. I could feel how stuffed she was; her pussy tried to strangle my cock and force it out, but there was no out. Cole held me in place as he sank deeper.
“Oh fuck,” I hissed as he forced himself inside. Mia’s body jolted against mine as the orgasm ripped through her. Cole’s hand clamped over her mouth as she screamed. Tears raced down her cheeks as she struggled with the fullness of us.
“Do you like our cocks buried in your greedy little holes?” he asked her. She nodded profusely, blinking away the tears.
“Good girl, now take us like the slut you are,” he groaned as his hips slammed forward.
My dick shoved deeper, hitting against her walls, forcefully opening them.
“Cover her mouth so she doesn’t scream,” he directed me.
I did as he commanded, my hand replacing his.
Her hot breath against my palm as she moaned into my hand.
I liked feeling how much pleasure we were giving her, the vibrations of her muffled screams as we thrust into her again and again.
The squelch of her pussy as it struggled to adjust was musical.
Cole’s hand gripped the back of my head and shoved it next to hers on the bed as he slammed into her asshole.
His movements propelled me forward as mangled moans sounded.
His hands scratched against my back as he pushed me into the mattress.
I could hardly breathe with the force he was using as he held us to the bed.
As I raised up against him, his teeth sunk into my shoulder and I screamed.
The pain mixed with the pleasure had me exploding inside Mia.
Dizziness swamped my vision as I came hard.
Cole tore out of her asshole and roared his release, hot splotches of cum cascading on my back as he came.
Anger flushed through my system at the realization of what just happened.
He had just used me — I couldn’t process the shock.
A slow applaud registered in my ears as my heartbeat raced.
“Nicely done, almost in his pretty boy hair,” Shaw’s judgmental tone spoke.
Goosebumps crept under my skin as I stayed glued to the bed, praying that Shaw didn’t come closer.
Cole grunted in response, a dresser drawer opened and a towel flew at my backside.
I didn’t dare move to retrieve it. “Tell me Cole, was it worth the price?” Shaw’s curiosity was evident in his tone.
“I’ve had better ass from a whore,” Cole spit out. I was breathing too heavily, trying to stay calm but failing miserably. I turned my head slightly to look at Mia. Her eyes were tear stricken, and she shook her head ever so slightly; fear overshadowed her bravery.
There was a pause as Shaw contemplated his words. “Is that so?” he asked.
“Have you ever had a whore? Their bodies trained to take and take no matter what you do, it’s much better than some virgin asshole.” Cole gloated, and I felt sick. There was another long pause, as if they were moving around the room, sizing each other up.
“Then why did you hide the whore?” Shaw seethed as he ripped me off Mia and shoved me toward Cole.
“Fuck,” I heard Cole mutter as Shaw hoisted Mia up by her hair. She screamed as he dragged her off the bed and threw her on the floor.
“What do we have here? Oh right, the whore,” Shaw spit in her face.
“Leave her alone,” I snarled. I didn’t know where the sudden burst of courage came from, but I couldn’t stand by.
“Leave her alone? You want me to leave the whore alone?” He chuckled as he turned back towards her. “That’s a good one, very funny.”
He gripped her chin and forced her to look at him. She spit in his face, and he slapped her so hard she fell to the ground. I stepped forward. I wanted to kill him. Cole’s arm latched around me, and he held me back as he watched. Why wasn’t he going to her defense? I didn’t understand.
“Oh so you did manage to train the little brat,” Shaw roared with laughter, like some maniac as Mia straightened herself again.
“I will take the punishment, I broke the rules not the buyer and not the slave,” She spoke the words so calmly, I didn’t know how she was so calm in that situation. “You won’t get the same price if you sell him again, and no one wants a tainted virgin,” she sounded so detached.
“No,” I ground out before Cole’s hand covered my mouth. I couldn’t let her take the fall for me; it wasn’t right. My ‘no’ fell on deaf ears as I tried kicking and hitting Cole to release me, but he was a fucking statue. Never moving and didn’t speak up.
“A whore does worse on the market then a tainted virgin, how do you expect to compensate me?” Shaw was calculated in his response. I tried to fight Cole, slamming into him with all my strength, but it did nothing.
She looked at him with acceptance in her eyes. Fight back. Please fucking fight back. I screamed into Cole’s hand, desperate to be heard. Cole hissed, “Stop fighting me, it won’t save her.”
What the fuck did he mean it wouldn’t save her?
I could knock Shaw out, grab Mia and we could run.
“I will give you what you desire, you’ve been watching me all night,” she breathed as she stood up on shaky legs.
She wasn’t afraid of him in that moment, as she opened her arms and turned on display for him.
There was a rushing sound, like someone forced my head underwater as they continued to discuss.
I could hardly breathe; the whiplash from today was fucking with my head.
“Midas will accept it, call him in yourself if you don’t believe me.
You’ve caught Midas’ prized whore breaking his house rules.
Of course you’ll be granted your compensation,” she said, looking Shaw in the eyes now.
“I will make the arrangements,” Cole grunted.
I could have sworn his pulse raced before he jerked me towards a door I had not seen before.
Tears leaked down my cheek and dropped onto Cole’s hand.
No, she can’t agree to this. Shaw was known to be cruel with others; he was the devil himself, merciless and cold.
Anything but him, oh God please save her.
Present day
Ring Ring Rin- “What?” I answered the phone, my voice raw, like I had gone days without water.
“You know the place, she’s waiting for you and don’t be stupid and think you know how this is going to go,” Shaw’s crisp, clean voice filtered through the line. I stashed the bloodied knife in a flowerpot.
“Fine.” I ended the call as I rolled Cole’s motorcycle out of the garage of Reyna’s house.
Cole’s Harley was one of those classic red and black paint jobs.
The bike itself was mid-80s and five speed and I’d only seen it in action once.
I laughed as I walked it down a block before I started it and drove off.
The fucker would be pissed, but it felt like sweet revenge for his lying.