Workouts and midnight swims and times they’d shared Min all came back to him in a series of images – stolen moments where he’d admired while trying not to, and wondered what Rodrigo would feel like under his hands if he ever allowed himself to touch him this way. It was so much better than the times he’d dreamed about him. He’d never allowed himself to jerk off to the idea, but in his dreams they’d done sordid things he never let himself think about later.
Like Minnow, Ro had learned to ask permission without words, and Severin let him to help him out of his shirt. Ro slid his hands over Severin too, and he allowed it even though the feel of another man’s hands on him made him grit his teeth. He needed to let this happen. He needed to get used to this, just like he had with Minnow.
Her mouth switched back to him, and he let himself be lulled by the slow seduction of her lips, the tight, building ache in his balls. Rodrigo sucked his tongue while Minnow sucked his dick. He felt ganged up on, pressed back against the counter as they pleasured him. Quiet sounds of desire filled the room, erotic and heavy. Time slowed, movements languid and sensual. Rodrigo’s touches, so different than Minnow’s, shifted from irritating to pleasurable.
Minnow’s mouth left his straining shaft, and her hand took over. Rodrigo shuffled closer and grunted, his forehead dropping to Severin’s shoulder as Minnow started to work on him again, her head more or less trapped between them. Severin wanted to shove Rodrigo away – to tell him he was too close, but Ro was lost in pleasure and unaware he was making Severin uncomfortable. But Minnow’s hand and the feel of Rodrigo’s mouth latching on to suck his neck kept him silent, and the slide of Minnow’s silken hair on his thigh was blissful.
Something hot and slick bumped his cock then Minnow’s mouth was on him again, gone, back, gone again. The warmth thrust against his own, and Rodrigo groaned. Fuck, she was rubbing their cocks together, her mouth and tongue playing with them. His mind was trying to freak out, but he was too fucking horny to listen to it.
He needed to come. Rodrigo kissed him again, and their tongues twined. Minnow backed from between them, then got to her feet and stroked their slick cocks together, using both hands. Rodrigo’s hips bucked. The slip of his veined shaft forced against Severin’s and the teasing of Minnow’s fingers made the pleasure almost unbearable.
She was gazing up at them, watching them together, her gaze filled with lust.
“You think you’re going to get us off fast so you can get back to making dinner,” he accused, voice hoarse.
“What? No, Mister Leduc!” She let her grip relax then fall away, and Rodrigo’s stiff cock smacked against Severin’s stomach.
Rodrigo growled in frustration, glaring at Severin for interrupting her handjob.
“You want to discuss this, Mr. Solis?” Severin asked, baring his teeth. “Because if you think you get to growl at me, we’re going to fucking discuss this.”
“No, I apologize.”
He caught a flash of heat in Rodrigo’s gaze, but he was too busy throwing Minnow over his shoulder to enjoy it. This entire situation had gotten out of his control. Keeping two submissives in line, when one of them wasn’t particularly submissive, was difficult when his dick felt like it was going to blow. It was hard to make his thoughts work.
“Do you want her pussy or her ass?” Severin asked. He thrust a finger into Minnow’s drenched heat, the smell of her arousal making him want to throw her down on the counter and take her.
“No! No!” The girl, who’d been so yielding a moment before, started to struggle and mewl.
Rodrigo stepped closer and bit her sweet ass, then smirked at Severin before gripping her ass cheeks and teasing her back entrance with his tongue.
“No! Oh my god –” She twitched fitfully on Severin’s shoulder, then moaned, her pussy clenching so hard on his finger his dick was jealous. He freed his feet from his fallen jeans then pushed Rodrigo away, amused by Ro’s self-satisfied laughter. He loved torturing her almost as much as Severin did – he was just slightly less of a bastard about it. Most of the time.
“Please, Mister Leduc – no!” She struggled, flailing and trying to get down, but between the arm across the back of her legs and the finger jammed in her pussy, she wasn’t going anywhere.
“Come on, Min. You know we’ll make it good for you,” Rodrigo said soothingly.
Severin snorted and strode toward the bedroom, only half aware of the dogs following them. “At least Rodrigo cares if it’s good for you. It’s your lucky day.”
“Mister Leduc!” Minnow squeaked, smacking a hand on his back.
“Watch yourself, Miss Korsgaard. We could always punish you first.”
She screamed and fought, begging him to let her go as her pussy got molten hot and her arousal dripped to his palm.
He stopped and raised a brow at Rodrigo, who gave her a few hard swats on the ass on Severin’s behalf.
“Stop with the hysterics, girl, or I’ll make sure it hurts. Understood?”
She stifled a whimper on his bare back, but rocked her hips to fuck herself on his finger.
“Hm. She’s full of mixed messages today,” Rodrigo mused.
“Our needy little slut is always grateful for any scrap of attention.” He pumped a second finger into her pussy, and rubbed his thumb over her anus. She may have choked out a denial, but none of the sounds made sense.
When he reached her bedroom, where they all usually slept now, Severin pulled his fingers from her and tossed her onto the bed. Rather than try to scramble away, which he’d half expected, she lay there looking dazed and needy. They were all conveniently naked, other than the fact that Minnow still wore her long socks.
Rodrigo shooed the dogs out and closing the door.
“Do you have any last words, Min?” Rodrigo asked, joining Severin in contemplating their sweet victim. “Maybe a safeword you’re trying to remember?”
She pressed her lips together and shook her head at Ro, but her eyes were wide and wild, and her face pale.
Fucking Rodrigo. He always remembered to be nice and check on her, which made Severin feel like an asshat. He wasn’t as careful with her as he should be. It was good he had Rodrigo to help take care of her, because he had so much shit going on in his head that sometimes he forgot.
Severin stretched out on his back beside her. “Come here.”
She whined. “I hate being on top.”
“The other option is Rodrigo fucking you while I fuck him.”
Ro darted a look at Severin’s cock, and his brows drew together in consternation.
“Don’t worry, Ro, he’s only a little rough unless you get him too excited. It’s more the size of his equipment you have to worry about,” Minnow taunted. “Oh, and the piercings.”
Rodrigo frowned at her. “Are you trying to delay this by getting punished first?”
“Nooo.” Minnow blinked innocently. “It was just a friendly warning.”
Severin forced down a laugh. Even though Ro was the better dominant, she was so bratty with him lately. “He and I are almost the same size, Miss Korsgaard, and he’s going to be in your ass any minute now, so you might want to play nice.”
He dragged her on top of him then coaxed the tip of his cock into her tight little pussy. As he tugged her down onto his cock with a series of vicious jerks he hurt himself too, but her whimpers of protest were fucking precious.
“You’re cruel!” Minnow gave him a sexy pout and shifted in discomfort. “If you’re too mean to my pussy you’re going to make me bleed.”
“I enjoy making you bleed.” He kissed her to shut her up when she glared, then started to fuck her. Within moments she was moaning. He stopped then, because she was already showing signs of impending orgasm. When she tried to keep going, he held her hips still, gritting his teeth at her frustrated squirming and the feel of her pussy trying to milk his cock.
Chapter Five
Severin’s huge, rough hands grabbed onto Minnow’s ass cheeks and spread her wide, exposing
her crudely for Rodrigo. Her face flamed with humiliation, even though she couldn’t see Ro’s face.
“This is why I wanted this side. I get to see your expression.” Severin’s smile was cruel, and she felt her blush extend up to her hairline in a hot wave. “How can you still be shy?”
She felt Rodrigo’s breath feather along her bare skin before his tongue flicked over her ass again. He teased her there, gently, slowly, maddeningly, until she was panting and squirming on Severin’s big cock, grinding her clit against him and hovering so close to orgasm that she shook with the effort to stop herself. Mini-orgasms trembled through her pussy, making Severin gasp, his eyes narrowing to the half-lidded pleasure that made him almost too sexy to look at if she wanted to stay in control.
Rodrigo’s tongue left her. She whined for more, but then Severin grunted in uncertain surprise.
“Fuck.” His breath caught and he gritted his teeth, frowning in displeasure as his eyes closed. He groaned. “Fuck, Rodrigo. That’s me, not her.”
She twisted to look back, and watched in fascination as Rodrigo ran his tongue over Severin’s tightening balls. They had their dominant trapped.
“If I always ask first, you’ll never let me do anything.” He sucked one of Severin’s balls into his mouth and Severin’s cock twitched hard inside her, making her shudder. Which to watch – Rodrigo’s mouth or Severin’s face?
Severin dug his fingers into her ass cheeks, gripping so hard she knew she’d have fingertip bruises later.
The tortured look of pleasure on Severin’s face was downright orgasmic for her.
“Fuck, Rodrigo, stop!” Severin gasped out, eyes rolling and hips thrusting as if he couldn’t control himself. “Now, or I swear I’ll beat the living fuck out of you.”
“Like I’d complain.” Rodrigo chuckled, but went back to rimming Minnow’s ass, the tickle of it making her so needy she missed Severin’s reply.
Her pussy clenched on Severin and she rocked harder against him, wishing she could get away from Rodrigo’s teasing tongue, or come, or maybe wake up because this had to be a dream. Hell, she needed to call a time out and run away before Rodrigo’s cock ended up in her ass.
“You’re ready for me aren’t you, Min,” Rodrigo crooned, sliding a finger through the wetness dripping from her and Severin, then painting it over her ass to mix with the slickness of the spit he’d left behind. “Still shut up tight, though. I don’t know if I can get in here with your master already in your pretty little pussy.” He prodded her asshole with the blunt tip of his finger. “Let’s see if we can open you up a bit so it’s not too uncomfortable.”
He coaxed his finger in up to the first knuckle, and even that felt impossibly full with Severin already inside her. Patiently, he worked his finger all the way in. The second finger made her ache, but he grabbed lube to help things along while he slowly stretched her. She fucked herself on his fingers, trying to help, knowing it would only feel worse if she tried to fight him. Beneath her, Severin was staring at the ceiling, his jaw working, looking every bit like a man determined not to come already.
How had this idea ever seemed hot? It would be mostly just scary if she hadn’t been so damned horny.
She could safeword. There was always that, but she was always so afraid of disappointing them – of not being enough. One hot, rich dominant’s interest had been a lot of pressure, but two? DP had never been on her list of things she wanted to try, but for them she’d let it happen.
“Fuck, Ro. Get on with it. She’s killing me here.”
“My dick is only going to make her tighter.”
“I think the way you’re moving your fingers is what’s making this impossible.”
Rodrigo withdrew his fingers, which was a short-lived relief considering she knew what was going to happen next. Sure enough, the next thing that prodded against her ass was definitely not a finger.
Severin took her mouth for a moment just before Rodrigo started to push.
“Come on, Min. You know how to let me in.”
“I’m scared,” she whispered against Severin’s lips.
“If you safeword we won’t be upset, kitten.” A term of endearment? Mercy from the beast? “If it hurts too much you need to tell us.”
Whoa. Rodrigo was rubbing off on him. Um...literally. She would have laughed if Ro wasn’t tentatively rocking his cock against her, trying to work his way in.
Severin pulled her higher on his chest, withdrawing from her entirely.
“Good idea.” Rodrigo gently worked his thick cock into her ass, much gentler than Severin had been the first time, but it still stretched and burned and frightened her. By the time he was balls deep, it felt different from the way Severin had, although she was too busy gritting her teeth against the ache to figure out why. Rodrigo gave a few experimental rolls of his hips, making her swear and tremble with the combination of pain and lust. Such a strange sensation to be so full and yet her pussy so empty.
“Yeah, my little bitch likes having an ass full of dick,” Severin mocked from a position where he could tell damn well she didn’t. He was grinning up at her sexily, and she wanted to bite him for being a jerk.
Severin hands dug into her hips and he pulled her back down his body, pressing himself into her pussy, inch by inch.
“Fuck,” Rodrigo gasped out. His hips bucked once and she squealed. “Sorry, preciosa,” he said tightly.
Severin forced his way deeper. Deeper.
The sensation of unbearable fullness made her squeeze her eyes shut. She felt as if she should be doing something, but she couldn’t think. They were so fucking big. It hurt. The bottom of her foot cramped. Her lower half felt as though it was going to split in two.
“Please, don’t fucking move.” Rodrigo grunted. To whom? Her? Like she was going to go at this like a porn star?
A tear trickled down her cheek, then another. Severin trailed his lips through them, tongued them, his cock pulsing hard in response to that taste of her pain. She shuddered, unable to stop the sob that followed.
“So fucking pretty.” Severin kissed her, and she tasted her salt on his tongue, even though she didn’t remember how to kiss him back. “Such a good girl.”
Rodrigo kissed her nape, her neck, sending shivers through her and tightening her already aching nipples. The soft attention brought her out of her fear of them moving, and let her focus on how strange it felt being so full. One of them was almost painful. Two was mind-blowing. Ro bit her shoulder, and her body clenched around their pulsing cocks. They groaned, the deep masculine sounds turning her on so much she squirmed on them, impaled between them, trying to ease the frightening ache. Maybe a different angle would hurt less?
She experimented with the position of her hips, wriggling until they both started to move, swearing and grunting in her ear. She felt like a little doll between them, entirely at the mercy of their big bodies, their hands moving her and holding her where they wanted. Sweat-slicked skin slid against her own, surrounding her. The scent of male desire, their whispered encouragements, and the wicked rolls of their hips. The ache slowly became more bearable.
They were so patient until they weren’t anymore, and then they were pistoning, their brand-hot cocks painfully hard and unforgiving. She gasped for air only to have it expelled from her lungs with each of their thrusts. She begged and wept, clawing at the bed, wanting to crawl away but not wanting them to let her go.
Pleasure and pain built, swirled, combined, peaked. The orgasm, fluttering, white and scalding, made her entire body clench and seize.
“That’s right, my little whore. Come all over my cock.” Severin growled, fucking his dick up into her in short, hard thrusts, as deep as he could go.
Rodrigo froze over her then gave a sound of helpless ecstasy. The pulsing of his cock in her ass, filling her with come, set off her second violent orgasm.
“No,” she whined, the orgasm’s intensity overwhelming.
Severin ground his teeth together and his hips stra
ined upward, bowing his body against hers, shoving too deep. She cried out in pain as he did in pleasure, and Rodrigo shuddered over them both, his cock twitching hard in her ass, still rock hard and making her ache worse. Hot aftershocks rolled through her, quaking deep in her bones until she felt like she’d shake apart. She collapsed, boneless and weak, and they stroked her and kissed her, murmuring soft words.
They pulled out slowly, first Rodrigo, then Severin, telling her how beautiful she was, and how her submitting to what they wanted had pleased them.
She hated them both, and she just wanted to sleep for a year.
They could make their own damned dinner.
She hurt everywhere and wanted to see if she was bleeding, but didn’t have the energy to sit up and check, let alone head to the bathroom. She’d never needed a shower more and felt both completely drained of energy and completely full of come. Maybe they’d take pity on her and hose her off.
Staring at Severin but not really seeing him, she drifted in and out of awareness, as he held her close, stroking her hair. Okay, maybe she did still love him. Maybe.
Rodrigo came back from wherever he’d gone and warmed her back with his broad chest. His hand rested on her hip. Severin’s hand glided down her side to meet Rodrigo’s, and they laced fingers, resting their linked hands on her as if she was being blessed.
Severin kissed her forehead, and Rodrigo rose on one elbow, kissing her beside where Sev was, then kissing him. Their clasped hands separated, and they went back to stroking her body, helping the hum last longer in the aftermath of the ordeal they’d put her body through.
“You love her,” Severin said, stating it like a fact.
“You know I do.”
Minnow’s gaze came back into focus. Severin’s expression was oddly loving, wistful – almost melancholy.
“Whatever you’re thinking, stop,” Rodrigo said gently.
Tragic King (The Dominant Bastard Duology Book 2) Page 9
