Page 55 of Retribution
“I’m very close to coming already,” Oliver confesses. “Enough talking.”
His hand grabs the back of Lucas’ neck, pulling him down toward his lap. Lucas opens his mouth wide to be able to accommodate Oliver’s bulbous head before sucking hard to make Oliver drop back onto his chair.
“Yeah,” he rasps. “Goddamn, that’s good. I want to see my cock make an indentation in your throat when you choke me down.”
That shouldn’t be sexy, but it really is. Damn. Lying against Oliver’s chest to feel every one of his reactions, I whine as his arm bands around my waist. It feels safe, and helps ground me as my legs fall open on either side of his thick thigh.
Lucas allows saliva to drip down Oliver’s shaft before pushing his head farther down it. I can see the way his lips are spread wide, and how his throat works to take more of him. There’s something primal about this.
My nipples are pebbling with desire, but I wrap my arms around Oliver’s arm to keep myself from touching them. I’m not ready to do anything like that yet.
Oliver’s lips are soft against the shell of my ear as he asks, “Are you going to help him? A little encouragement goes a long way for our cock virgin.”
Oh my fucking goodness. I can see the front of my pants getting wet, and Oliver hisses as his arm gets tighter around me.
“Kitten, you’re so responsive,” he whispers.
Alesso is facing us in his chair, his hand down his pants as he strokes himself. There’s not an ounce of shame on his face as he watches the three of us with hunger. I’m panting as I try to soak it all in, and I know I’m going to have a wicked wet spot over my pants.
I’m going to need thicker panties if I’m not using my blockers anymore.
Lucas pulls me out of my thoughts by taking one of my hands, his eyes sparkling with desire and mischief as he placesit on his head. My fingers play with the soft, blond strands, reveling in how handsome he is.
Almost without meaning to, my hand fists his hair, and Lucas groans with pleasure. I knew he enjoyed pain from our earlier experiment with electricity, but this solidifies it. Pushing down slightly, I watch as Lucas works harder to get to Oliver’s base.
“You’re doing so well,” I purr. “Swallow that big, fat cock for me.”
Apparently, dirty talk isn’t a problem for me. It wasn’t while he was hanging from chains in the warehouse either. In some ways, I’m able to unwind and relax with them when I’m in a position of control. It makes a lot of sense when I’ve had so little of it in the past.
Oliver’s pelvis punches up, and I ride along with the motion, gasping at the change.
“Remember…” he groans. “I like a little teeth, baby. Just a hint. Don’t gum my cock.”
Lucas holds up his middle finger at Oliver, who I can feel smirking against my skin. Lucas places his hand on my thigh before continuing to swallow Oliver’s cock down. I can see the moment he uses his teeth to scrape down his shaft, and Oliver makes a pornographic moan.
“Fuck,” I whisper. I’m so aroused it feels as if my entire body is flushed. It’s different from my heat, it’s like a gentle warmth instead of a furnace burning me up whole.
Lucas is drooling as he bobs his head up and down, his cheeks hollowing out as he sucks, the hand not holding my leg massaging Oliver’s knot.
“Ugh. I’m going to blow down your throat and overflow your mouth,” Oliver gasps. His chest is heaving so hard he’s moving my body with each breath, and I wish I was brave enough to sit up to ride his thigh.
I’m confident in some things, but having them watch me come is something raw and vulnerable. I may need to work up to that.
“Suck harder,” I whine. “Lucas…show Oli you can suck on his knot.”
Lucas gags as he works to get his knot, my fingers tight in his hair to hold him down once he finally gets there.
“Fuck! Be a good little cum dumpster and swallow me down. Our girl will punish you if you don’t,” Oliver roars, one of his hands moving on top of mine to hold Lucas’ face down.
Lucas’ eyes stream with tears, but he doesn’t seem bothered by it. My thighs squeeze Oliver’s leg as his words make my cunt clench around emptiness. Alesso roars as he comes with his hand down his very nice, tailored pants that will now need to be changed while Oliver follows with a curse.
Lucas does his best to swallow even as he chokes from the violence of Oliver’s release, and cum slides past his lips and down his chin.
Watching his throat work makes me squirm because this isn’t scary. It’s passion, service, and consent to be used. Lucas went down on his knees for Oliver and I because he wanted to.
Lucas lifts his head and winks at me as he pulls off Oliver’s cock.
“Looks like I made a mess, darlin’. What are you going to do about it?”
