Hostage

by Stone, Piper

  And I still had another one to go.

  I found myself whimpering, shocked my pussy muscles were clenching.

  But they were.

  I could almost sense a climax racing around the corner. Oh, my God. How could I even think about pleasure?

  But I was.

  I gritted my teeth as the belt was handed off, uncertain of what to expect with the dark and dangerous Russian. He was the mystery man in all of this. When he leaned over, sliding the hair away from my neck, I quivered from his touch alone. To be attracted to him, to any of them was...the truth. I almost laughed at the ridiculous admittance. I was attracted to him, to his ruthless demeanor and his brooding moods.

  “Do you want to come, my little minx?”

  The question caught me off guard. “Yes, sir.”

  “Then you’re going to earn that privilege.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  I held my breath as the last round began, the force pushing me forward with every hard smack. While the pain was intense, sending a shower of anguish up and down the length of my body, there was a moment of peace shifting through every cell and muscle. There was no rhyme or reason why, no understanding of the series of emotions that allowed the sensations.

  A knowing settled in.

  We were all damaged.

  We were all hostages.

  And none of us would come out of this unscathed.

  Chapter Nine

  Carina

  “Come here, Carina,” Ruger instructed.

  I heard the command from the vacuum I’d placed myself in as I continued to lean over the couch. There was no softness, no coddling of the woman who’d just been punished. After all, the camera was still rolling. How far did the mother fucker Raven want this to go? Would he turn this into some sicko porno movie? I shuddered at the thought.

  I also had difficulty understanding how aroused I was, the concept of humiliation more of a turn on that I could have ever imagined.

  Shameful girl.

  Wretched woman.

  Yes, they were both true.

  “If I must ask you again, we’ll start another round of punishment.” I heard the hint of concern in Ruger’s voice even though he masked his tone as scorn, but I knew him more than he wanted already, the man hiding behind a mask of steel.

  “Yes, sir,” I managed as I eased around to face them. I hadn’t noticed that they’d removed their clothes and the sight of them, three of the most incredible and muscular men I’d ever seen took my breath away. All three were well over six feet, rippled muscles in all the right places. I was staring at three men carved from the finest stone, a painting for all to admire.

  The various colorful tattoos covering Damien were true art, accentuating the badass he purported himself to be. All three had carved hips and what could only be described as mouthwatering, cocks standing at full attention.

  And the crazy thing was, they were all mine for the taking.

  I crawled off the couch, remaining on hands and knees as I inched closer, taking my time. In that moment, I didn’t care we were being watched, I was far too hungry to have their cocks in my mouth. When I was between their legs, I looked up, still admiring their physique. This was indeed every girl’s fantasy.

  I allowed my hands to roam, moving over all three cocks, running my fingers up and down their shafts.

  “She’s going to be a tease,” Damien said under his breath.

  “Only for so long,” Ruger said, chuckling darkly.

  I slipped my hand between Damien’s legs, cupping his balls and squeezing.

  He threw his head back, roaring as he jutted his hips forward. “You are so bad.”

  “Mmm...” I rolled his testicles between my fingers, savoring the weight. They were so full, ready for his cock to erupt deep inside. With my other hand, I caressed the base of Aleksandr’s cock, pumping up and down as I twisted my hand. My reward was the way his breathing changed, becoming nothing more than heavy pants.

  I blew across the tip of his cock, refusing to allow my lips to touch.

  Just yet.

  They would wait.

  Ruger shifted closer, unwilling to be ignored. I inched toward him, wrapping my hand around his cockhead and running my little finger back and forth across his sensitive slit.

  “Jesus,” he whispered, the word strangled. I could tell his eyes were glassy, desire building to the combustible point.

  They wouldn’t allow me to play for long, but I enjoyed every second, moving from one to the other, stroking and caressing. Every one of their cocks filled my hand, so wide and so long.

  “Suck us, little minx,” Aleksandr instructed. He had his hand wrapped around his cock, holding his shaft out for me.

  This command I wouldn’t disobey.

  Taking Aleksandr’s cock into both hands, I blew across the tip before darting out my tongue, swirling in circles and zigzags.

  He gripped my head with both hands, keeping me in place as he rolled onto the balls of his feet. “That’s it. Suck me. Take my cock into that hot little mouth of yours.”

  I continued teasing him, sliding just the tip of my tongue up and down the underside of his cock. Finally, I stroked the base as I rolled my tongue around his thick balls. When I took one of them into my mouth, he let out an exaggerated breath, his legs shaking.

  “God, your mouth is so...hot.” His accent was far too enticing, filling my head with truly wicked thoughts. I did enjoy sucking a man and having three at the same time was nothing more than a fabulous feast.

  I dragged my tongue back up his shaft, rolling the tip around his bulbous head. When I placed just his cockhead inside my mouth, sucking, I was rewarded with a few sweet pearl beads. The taste was incredible, the scent of him so exotic.

  “More. Take me down, Carina,” Aleksandr instructed, his grip becoming even firmer.

  I obeyed, relaxing my throat and gazing into his eyes. His body continued to shake, his muscles straining. He took full control, sliding his cock in an inch at a time. When the tip hit the back of my throat, I fought to keep from choking. He was so huge, filling my entire mouth.

  He fucked me, jutting his hips forward and backward. “That’s it. So good. So damn good.” He tossed his head back and forth, and I could tell he was struggling to hold back.

  I rolled my tongue continuously, keeping one hand on the base.

  Issuing a low-slung growl, he pushed my head back, breaking the connection and swearing in his native language. “Damn. You could make me come so easily.”

  Purring, I moved to Damien’s cock, wrapping my hand around his shaft and drawing a circle around my mouth with the tip.

  He kept his hands on his hips, staring down at me like the true animal he was. Everything about him screamed power, the kind of man who was volatile and used to getting his way.

  Being in control.

  His mouth was slack as he watched me, his pupils dilated given his level of hunger. As his chest rose and fell, a slight growl slipped past his lips. A reminder that he was carnal in nature.

  I took my time sliding my lips up and down his shaft, darting my tongue out every so often. When I reached his balls, I blew across them, inhaling their all male fragrance. God, the man was built, so powerful in every manner.

  Damien intertwined his fingers in my hair, tugging just enough to keep me in place. He remained silent as I teased, finally taking his cock into my mouth. I moved up and down on his cock, enjoying the thick veins pulsing on his shaft. His grip became firmer, his breathing more ragged and I took more of him inside.

  “God, I want to be inside of you. I’m going to fuck you so damn hard,” Damien struggled to say, every word skipping.

  After pulling his cock all the way out of my mouth, I licked my lips, issuing a series of husky purrs. I noticed Ruger stood off to the side, stroking the base of his cock in a seductive manner, but his patience was wearing thin.

  I crawled ever so slowly toward him, sliding my hands up along the insides of his legs.

>   “Do you see something you hunger for, little woman?” he asked so casually, as if we had all the time in the world, but I knew better. All three men would devour me soon enough.

  “Very much so.” I brushed my cheek against his thigh, rubbing up and down in catlike actions. Reaching up, I fingered his cock, rolling the tip around in lazy circles. Then I sat between his legs, able to look up at the underside of his cock, his glorious balls hanging in my face. They were far too tempting to resist. I licked around both sacs, darting my tongue back and forth.

  “Such a freaking tease,” he mumbled.

  I sucked on one and the other, still rolling my tongue as I savored the moment. As his legs began to shake, I shifted my attention to his glorious cock, dragging my tongue along the underside, finally crawling around to face him.

  He didn’t bother waiting for his turn, merely lifting me under the arms and tossing me over his shoulder. As he took long strides toward the kitchen table, there was no thought from either of them whether the camera would be able to catch the play by play.

  His actions barbaric, he eased me down on the table, yanking me until my ass was exactly to the edge. His eyes never leaving me, he yanked the hardback chair into position, pushing my legs up and out. Still unhappy with the location, he dragged me down ever further then lowered his head, making growling noises as he licked up and down my slickened pussy.

  The vehemence of his actions dragged every concept of breath from my body and I struggled to keep my position as he ate me in a ferocious manner. I stared up at the ceiling, taking deep breaths as stars and shimmers of light flashed across my eyes.

  “Oh, yes. Oh...” I jerked up from the table the second he thrust all four fingers deep inside. This wasn’t about romance in any manner just taking and fucking me like the crazed men they truly were.

  Ruger plunged long and hard into my pussy, flexing his fingers open as he licked around my clit, sucking and nipping until the tender tissue was ultra-sensitive.

  And he refused to stop.

  “Oh. I...” Laughing, I slapped my hand across my mouth as the electricity soared, so intense that my toes curled. He angled his fingers, hitting the perfect spot and I almost lost it. When he drew back, yanking me down from the precipice, I slapped my hand on the table. “Please let me come. God, please!”

  “In time,” he said, growling again.

  Oh, my God. He was teaching me a lesson. I wasn’t going to be able to take it.

  Ruger licked up and down, darting his tongue beside his fingers, the perfect orchestration was just about all I could stand.

  I couldn’t believe my body was reacting with so much ferocity, betraying me in every manner. There was no holding back, no way I could fight the roar as a climax neared.

  Ruger drew back completely, removing his fingers and tongue, licking his lips in an exaggerated fashion. “Pain before pleasure.”

  “What? What?” I heard the demanding tone and this time, I was rewarded for my insolence by hard smacks against my pussy.

  He cracked three fingers across over and over again, the sting one of the most incredible sensations I’d ever felt.

  I opened my mouth in a silent scream, my fingers digging into my legs as I attempted to keep them in position. “Please let me come. Please.” I was babbling like a bad schoolgirl, begging for a treat. And I would continue begging.

  Ruger swirled the tip of his finger around my clit before lowering his head, blowing across my pussy. “So beautiful when you plead for something. I’ll keep that in mind.”

  There was something about his words, the way he said them that sparked a memory. Where? I held my breath, trying to figure it out, losing every concept as he buried his face once again, wiggling back and forth and growling like a wild beast.

  I struggled to hold on, slapping my fingers on the table. My entire body was shaking, my mind reeling and my heart beating so fast. Just then, two sets of hands yanked my arms over my head. I looked up in awe at the other two, their powerful hold, knowing they would take their turn in another manner.

  Fingers pinched my nipples, twisting and pulling. I gasped for air, struggling to focus as the combination became a firestorm of heat consuming every inch of my body.

  “You come only when I say you can,” Ruger instructed, his garbled voice barely registering in my ears.

  Suddenly I wanted to obey, would do anything to do so if only he’d allow me to come. “Yes. Yes. Yes. I mean...” I lolled my head, blinking as the pain in my hardened buds kept pinpricks of heat dancing up and down my body.

  Another volley of fingers smacking my pussy lips was almost all I could take. “I can’t hold... Please let me!”

  Ruger thrust his fingers inside, pumping in a crazed manner, his eyes glued to mine. “Are you ready?”

  “Yes. Please just yes!”

  “Then... come for me. Come!”

  I was shattered, my body rocking as Damien and Aleks continued twisting my bruised nipples. The climax raced through me, shooting into my legs and rocketing into my pussy. My body jerked involuntarily as the orgasm stole my breath.

  “Oh... Fuck. I...” I heard my bedraggled scream floating toward the ceiling, one climax turning into a massive wave crashing into me.

  There was no moment of resting, no time to adjust or think clearly. I was blinded with rapture even as strong arms dragged me from the table. Within seconds I was shoved against the wall, and lifted into the air, muscular legs holding my legs wide open. Gasping, I peered down at the man holding me—the powerful God like creature who held me aloft as if I weighed nothing.

  Damien.

  His look pure and unadulterated evil, he made several beast like sounds before pressing his entire face into my pussy.

  “Oh... God.” I slapped my hands against the wall, uncertain if I could keep my balance. Everything about this was wild and crazy, driving me to another plane altogether. No man had feasted on my pussy this way.

  He kept me split wide open, rubbing his entire face up and down. The scent of my sweet juice wafted into the air, filling my nostrils and combing with the heady dose of testosterone. I wrapped my legs around his head, holding him in place, as if I needed to.

  There was no stopping the intensity of the climax as it roared straight into my pussy, shooting into every cell in my body. My blood was on fire, my entire world wrecked by this incredible moment. The scream erupted from my mouth, cut short only by the second wave coming through, more powerful than the first one.

  Damien lapped at my pussy, pulling my legs away as he savored his prize. I knew I’d been handed off to Aleksandr and the tenderness in which he guided me closer to the fire, easing us both down onto the pelt of fur was unexpected. He cupped both sides of my face, holding me on my knees as he gazed into my eyes.

  “You are day to my night, light to my darkness and I will show you the kind of magic passion can bring.” The words were just as haunting as the ones he’d said earlier, only in an entirely different manner. This wasn’t for the iPad to hear, or a way of pretending to gain my trust. These were words from a man who’d longed to say them for far too many years.

  As he captured my mouth, holding us both in the embrace, I shuddered to my very core. He’d managed to slide into all the dark crevices, sharing a part of himself that I wouldn’t soon forget. When the kiss became a passionate roar, his muscles tensing as much as mine, a moan slipped past our locked lips.

  Aleksandr thrust his tongue inside, rolling his against mine gently at first then taking full control, his actions becoming more aggressive, more like the beast I knew dwelled within.

  But I didn’t care. I gave in to the Russian, a moment of surrender that they all demanded.

  He rolled his hands over my shoulders, brushing just the tips of his fingers down my back, sending another round of shivers into both my quivering legs. I clung to him, pressing my palm against his chest, relishing in his ripped muscles. He was so muscular, chiseled bones and carved tendons wrapped with rugged skin. />
  As he fisted my hair, yanking back my head, I felt the heat of his tongue moving down from my lips to my chin, dancing in a delicate manner. But I heard the growl coming from deep within his throat, husky and demanding and there wasn’t a portion of my body that wasn’t on fire.

  “I’m going to eat you for days,” Aleksandr whispered, laughing softly as he continued his exploration, sliding his finger down the side of my neck. When he bit down, his sharp teeth digging into my skin, I couldn’t stop the strangled whimper from slipping past my lips. I crawled my hand along his breastbone, sliding down his stomach to the soft curls of hair nestled just above his glorious cock. I didn’t need any sight to guide me as I rubbed the tips of my fingers along the underside of his shaft, squeezing his balls only once before wrapping my hand around the base of his cock.

  “Be careful what you play with, little girl.”

  His words thrilled me, pushing all the buttons inside. I couldn’t resist stroking him, going up and down in languishing motions.

  Another chuckle pushed past his lips as he dragged his lips between my breasts, moving just inches away but enough I had difficulty maintaining my hold. He yanked me by the hair, pulling me into a deep arc as he peppered my breasts with kisses and licks, sliding his other hand between my legs.

  “How many orgasms can you have?” he asked, as if determined to find out.

  “Mmm...” There was no way I could answer, no ability to focus on the question. The moment his fingers swirled around my clit, demanding and unyielding, I could only let out a series of moans.

  “We’re going to find out, but only if you’re a very good girl.” Aleksandr rubbed the palm of his hand up and down my mound, dragging his fingers through my extreme wetness. Everything at that moment was at a standstill, the pleasure extreme. As he brushed his lips to one of my hardened buds, allowing a swath of explosive air to filter across, I couldn’t stop shaking.

  “Oh...” The single word was spiked with another yelp as he pinched my clit the same time he bit down on my nipple. Pain coursed through every cell and muscle, followed by the sweetest moment of utter rapture. Echoes bounced in my ears as he slipped one then two additional fingers inside my pussy, using them to spread me open. He pumped in even and gentle strokes, rolling the pleasure into raw bliss.