7. Rosie
rosie
My muscles protested as I rolled over onto all fours. I started to reach for a pillow, but Ash was already ahead of me. He snatched a round one from the top of the bed and slid it under my hips, offering extra support as pushed my ass up and my breasts into the mattress.
“Lube?” Hawk huffed.
“Treasure chest,” Ash answered.
“Thank fucking god.”
“You mean thank fucking game master,” Ash rebutted with a snort.
“Oh, yes. Thanks to the son of a bitch who trapped us here with a hot, married woman we have to fuck in order to save her husband…”
I glanced over my shoulder at the two of them, and wasn’t surprised to see Ash’s grin.
“Yeah,” he said. “As I said, thank the game master.”
Hawk reached over the bed and into the treasure chest, drawing out a bottle of lube. I couldn’t help but wonder what else was in that chest, but didn’t have a moment to ask. Hell, I could barely form a single thought.
I’d definitely forgotten all about my helpless, captive husband while rimming Hawk’s ass and getting pounded by Ash.
I swallowed hard, my head spinning. It was easy to get lost in everything we were doing. Easy to forget that we were trying to solve a puzzle. I had no idea how having a threesome was the key to saving my husband, but I didn’t make the rules.
The game master did.
“Maybe your cocks are the keys to this puzzle,” I mumbled.
“Maybe,” Ash said seriously. “You’ve got two holes that need to be fucked.”
“Technically three,” I said.
I expected him to spank me for that, but he let out a soft hum.
“You have a point,” he said. “What else could we fill the third with?”
Hawk joined us on the bed, the cap of the lube popped open as he poured some into his palms. He then dripped some onto my ass and pussy, working the gel inside of me.
“Is there another toy?” I asked. “Maybe a dildo…”
Ash nodded and slid off the bed. “Let me take a look around the room again. Maybe we missed something. In the meantime, get her ready to be thoroughly fucked again.”
“Yes, Sir,” Hawk answered.
I wasn't sure where either one of them got the stamina, but they were hard again.
One of the things I liked about submitting was that, for the most part, I just needed to lay here and take it.
It had its own challenges, of course. I was already feeling the effects of all of the activities we'd done together.
I knew that tomorrow would be spent in bed or in a hot tub with my husband, and…
Snap out of it.
I refocused on the task at hand. I didn't want to think about tomorrow.
I didn't want to think about what would happen after this.
All I wanted to focus on was doing exactly what the game master wanted us to do.
I wanted to focus on the feeling of being used and fucked this way by two strangers in order to save my husband.
That was the only task I needed to focus on.
Nothing else—I didn’t want reality to sit in. I didn't want to think about anything outside of these four oceanic walls.
Hawk slowly eased one finger inside my ass, carefully working it in and out before adding a second. He took his sweet time as Ash explored the room.
Another ominous click snapped through the air. I raised my head, looking up as a small panel on the wall opened. Ash reached inside, letting out a soft hum.
“There we are,” he said, pulling out his prize.
A tentacle dildo.
One that was the size of my fucking forearm.
“Oh god,” I rasped.
“Don’t worry, little Rosie,” Ash purred as he brought it back to the bed. “We’ll have you suck on it first before trying to fit it inside you.”
“There’s no way that would fit anywhere,” I hissed.
“No? I think it’d fit after you take both of our cocks at the same time,” Ash countered.
Hawk let out a merciless chuckle. I shot him a glare, but he only winked, clearly enjoying himself.
Damn these men. They were going to completely ruin me forever. How in the hell was I supposed to have vanilla sex again after being fucked by two hot strangers and a tentacle dildo?
The blue silicone sparkled as Ash set it down in front of my face.
“Open your mouth,” he demanded.
I looked up at him with a forced shred of defiance.
And did exactly as he asked.
I opened my mouth, allowing him to slide the tapered tip against my tongue. Ridges ran along the underside, and admittedly, as good as they would feel in my mouth…
I knew they’d feel even better in my ass or pussy.
“Suck,” he commanded. “Keep sucking, Rosie. You can imagine your husband is sitting here watching you if you’d like.”
Oh, shit. For some reason, I hadn’t even considered that Greg might be watching us.
That he might have seen every dirty, naughty thing I’d done for him.
Fuck . The very thought of that sent a bolt of bone-melting heat through me.
“Oh,” Ash taunted. “I think she liked that idea, Hawk.”
“I think she does too,” he said, his voice gruff. “Fuck. I think her ass is ready for us.”
“Good,” he said. “Get the condoms. Rosie, keep sucking. I want to hear all the pretty, wet noises your throat and mouth can make while we breed your ass.”
Fuck. I bobbed my head, taking more of the tentacle toy with every motion. The tip hit the back of my throat and I nearly gagged, easing back enough until I found the right rhythm. The sounds my mouth made were filthy and hot.
Hawk cursed, his palm smacking one of my ass cheeks.
The sudden pain made me yelp, but it was welcome.
Between the spankings he’d given me earlier and the nipple clamps, multiple parts of my body were tender and sore.
But I loved it. I loved the lingering ache that reminded me of how they’d both used me.
Ash shifted behind me and Hawk rose up, straddling my body. I wanted to look back to see how they were going to do this, but Ash pinched the back of my thigh.
I squealed as he growled. “Keep your attention on that damn toy. We’ll start with both holes, then we’ll work my cock in next to Hawk’s.”
I wasn’t sure why he was even telling me. He knew I was going to let them do whatever he wanted. He knew I was going to enjoy it too, as twisted as that may be.
My jaw burned as I kept sucking dutifully. I felt the head of Ash’s cock against my pussy again, wet from his cum, my cum, and the lube. Then I felt Hawk against my ass, the bed squeaking beneath us as he lowered down.
They pushed inside me at the same time. I cried out around the dildo as they took me, both of their cocks stretching me. One of their cocks was enough to make me feel like I was being skewered, but both at the same time? In my ass and pussy? I’d never felt so full in my entire life.
My cries were lost in the sucking motions, my eyes squeezing shut as they stretched both my holes. The discomfort took a few moments to work through, and they both waited, allowing my body time to adjust.
And then Ash gave a gentle thrust, followed by a low hiss.
“Fucking Christ,” he grunted. “I can feel your cock above mine inside her.”
Hawk let out a moan of agreement. “She’s so fucking tight. I don’t know how we’ll get your cock in here, too.”
“We’ll make it fit,” he gritted out. “Isn’t that right, angel?”
Angel . The nickname gave my pussy butterflies.
Ash gripped my hips and slammed into me. A shiver rolled up my spine as I moaned.
“Rosie, baby,” Hawk grunted. “You feel so good.”
I heard Ash slap Hawk’s ass. “Keep your praise to yourself.”
Hawk sighed, but didn’t protest, instead fucking me harder. My eyes cracked open and I looked down at the dildo, sucking it. Taking it deeper down my throat.
I did wish Greg was here. I’d suck his cock while he watched me get bred by two hot strangers. Or maybe he’d control the dildo and use my throat however he wanted.
The thought sent more waves of need through me. I’d lost count of how many orgasms I’d had, but that didn’t even matter. I couldn’t count to ten right now, even if it were to save my life.
All my thoughts were on sex. Sex with Hawk and Ash. Sex with the two men that were using both holes without mercy.
Another click rang through the room, but I barely heard it.
I didn't even care. All I could do was keep sucking the dildo and keep taking both of their cocks.
They didn't stop, either. And maybe we could have, maybe we'd finally unlocked the next room and solved the puzzle of this one, but I wasn't sure we even cared.
My moans were constant, every sound drawn out of me involuntarily.
My voice was hoarse, my muscles quaking as they fucked me over and over.
My vision danced with stars, as I felt the edge of another orgasm building, a climax that was threatening to be the strongest one yet.
“I can’t,” I whimpered around the dildo. “I can’t come again.”
“You can,” Ash gritted out. “This isn’t even your highest count, baby. Now keep sucking that fucking dildo.”
Damn it . He wasn’t wrong though. Despite my weak protests, I knew I wasn’t able to escape it. My pussy had a mind of its own, one that was hypnotized by the cock inside it.
My curses died as I started to suck the tentacle dildo again. Spit dripped from my mouth, rolling down the bulges along the bright blue shaft.
“I'm getting close,” Hawk said. “So fucking close.”
“I don't want you to come yet,” Ash said.
I felt Hawk stiffen in resistance. “Goddamnit,” he huffed out. “I was already in a cage, and now you're telling me I can't come right when I'm about to?”
“You can come when I tell you to,” Ash said again. “Or you can pull out and not come at all.”
I couldn't help but smile—I knew that this was driving Hawk a little bit crazy. It wasn't very often that he ended up in submissive roles, and watching him struggle with the power dynamic amused me.
I loved being submissive. I knew that in these types of situations, I didn't want to think about a single fucking thing.
All I wanted to do was obey, get fucked, and have so many orgasms that I stopped being able to count or spell my name. I didn't want to be the one to organize an entire scene, make up rules, or do whatever else was involved in being a Dom.
In my everyday life, I already had to make decisions all the time. Everyone always looked to me as the one to make choices, as the one to speak. I needed the relief that came with submission.
I savored it. Craved it.
I pulled the tentacle out to speak. “You have to beg him, Hawk,” I said.
“Shush,” he grumbled.
That made me smile. “From one submissive to another…”
“I’m not a fucking sub.”
“You are to Ash,” I said. “You have to beg him for it. You know how mean he can be.”
“Rosie,” Ash warned. “Didn’t I tell you to suck that dildo?”
I wrinkled my nose. “Yes, Sir.”
“And what are you doing?”
“I’m—”
Hawk reached down and shoved my mouth back onto the dildo. My giggle was stifled by the tentacle and I started sucking again.
He let out a long groan.
And I grinned for a split second as he finally gave in.
“Can I please come inside her? Please, Sir?” Hawk asked.
“See,” Ash hummed, fucking me harder. “Was that so hard to do?”
We all knew the answer was yes.
And we all knew Hawk wanted to beg again.