Chapter 65 #2
That gets her attention. She glares as she raises her arms. He winces, but takes off her shirt and then her bra. Yeah, he did something to piss her off. Maybe ratting her out to us. With his help, she could have gotten away with it for weeks.
I cup her breast, and her attention returns to my face. Good. I pinch her nipple, and she hisses at the pain.
“Get undressed,” I tell the others.
Her pussy gets wetter around my finger. I pump it inside her a few times, loving that mesmerized look in her eyes as the fire gets to be too much for her.
“Undress me, little nympho.”
She reaches for my shirt and gives me an impatient look.
I take my hands off her and lift my arms. She’s not tall enough to take my shirt off without pressing her body against mine. The heat of her skin is exquisite as it rubs against my belly and she presses her tits into my chest.
I duck a little to help her and then straighten. “The pants too.”
She grabs the waistband of my athletic pants and draws them down my legs, releasing my cock. She kneels before me to get my shoes and socks off before removing my pants.
Her gaze lifts to mine, stalling for a second on my erection. She’s still angry, but her skin flushes with desire and her breasts rise and fall with each quickened breath. Her nipples are hard as she rises before me.
I step in, closing the distance between us, letting the heat of my body flow over hers, but not touching yet. I put a hand on the wall on either side of her head.
“What are you being punished for, little nympho?”
She wets her lips. “For being a rational being.”
I’m sure my smile is anything but pleasant as I chuckle at her obstinance. I lean down so I’m in her face. “Tell you what, this ends when you tell me exactly why you’re being punished. Not a second before.”
That mulish expression crosses her face again, and I slide my finger inside her pussy, stroking it in and out while our eyes search each other’s for weaknesses.
Fuck, I hope she never tells me. She shifts against the wall. Her lips part as I push her closer and closer to the edge. When her hand reaches out for my cock, it twitches at her touch.
I let her stroke up and down a few times before I remove her hand.
Her lips pull down.
“Don’t worry, little nympho. I’ll get mine.”
Jack leans on the wall next to Harper. We still don’t break eye contact.
When I slip my fingers out of her, she whimpers. I grin because that’s the last time I’ll leave her wanting. I hold my hand out to Jack, and he puts the bullet vibrator in it.
Palming the bullet, I turn it on and thrust my fingers back inside her tight, wet cunt, pressing the bullet up against her clit.
“Ah.” Her eyes widen, and she grabs my wrist with both hands. Jack takes one of her hands, and I press the other against the wall while I thrust my finger in and out and hold the vibrator against her clit.
Jack wraps her hand and his around his cock and strokes them up and down. Her gaze loses focus as she comes all over my fingers. Her moans fill the air as her pussy squeezes around me.
She collapses against the wall, but I haven’t taken the vibrator from her clit. She shifts her hips and soon she’s coming again. Her breathing is harsh as she looks at me in panic. Her fingers clench around my hand.
“Caden!”
“One more, little nympho.”
I curl my finger inside her this time and stroke her G-spot while the bullet rides her clit.
She groans, and her head drops to my chest as she releases, gushing around my finger. Jack groans with her as he comes.
I hand him the vibrator and lift her against me. She’s lax and sighs when her oversensitive skin touches mine. I walk her over to the others, sitting her on the ottoman.
Kneeling before her, I lift her chin so our eyes meet. Hers are unfocused. “Do you want to tell me why you’re being punished?”
That makes her eyes focus on mine, and her lips press together in a thin line. “For not being a simpering bitch in heat for you all.”
I capture her lips with mine. She arches into me and gives in to the kiss, threading her fingers through my hair. Eli works on her ankles while I have her distracted, tying her legs to the ottoman’s on either side, spreading her open.
She draws away and looks down at her ankles in surprise. I ease her back on the ottoman as Eli rounds to her head.
“Caden?” Her eyes widen and there’s a question in them.
“Luke’s right. You need to be punished. You’re ours, Harper. If someone messes with you, we need to know about it even if you think it’s insignificant.”
“It’s not like he arranged the assignment. It was random.” She turns to watch as Eli takes her hand and ties her wrist to the leg of the ottoman. “I’m not stupid.”
“But you’re stubborn.” I stroke my hand down over her breast and trembling stomach. “You still resist us, even when you give in.”
I slide my finger over her clit as he ties her other wrist, and she tenses before she presses into my touch.
“The rules.” I raise my gaze to the guys standing there naked, stroking their cocks. “Her mouth and cunt are on a first come, first served basis.”
“For fuck’s sake.” She jerks at her hands.
“Breasts are available as long as there’s space.” I hold up the bullet, and it buzzes in my hand. She lets out a little whimper. “Pass the bullet to the next in line. The objective is to make her come, and often.”
“I don’t see how this is punishment.” Her words are breathy as she strains against my finger.
I lower to lick from her entrance to her clit. She freezes, holding her breath, waiting for when I descend.
“Pleasure borders on pain, little nympho. It’ll still feel really fucking good because of the chemicals in your brain, but it’ll get to be too much.” I release a breath over her wet pussy, and she shivers. “This ends when you confess.”